Katherine pinned upon her door a slip of paper on which was written “not to be disturbed”; then went away to her own duties, which would be over at noon, it being Saturday and a half holiday.
After eating her own dinner, she arranged a generous and tempting meal on a tray and took it to her teacher’s room.
She found her up and dressed in her wrapper and seated in a comfortable rocker, reading “Science and Health,” which she had left lying on the table.
Miss Reynolds looked up and nodded brightly as she laid down the book.
“Isn’t this perfectly lovely? Aren’t you astonished to find me up?” she inquired, as she bestowed a fond pat upon the girl who had drawn a small table to her side and was arranging her dinner upon it.
“Not in the least,” said Katherine, bending to kiss the cheek nearest her.
“Aren’t you? not the least bit? Why! I am simply amazed at myself!” her teacher exclaimed.
Katherine laughed out merrily.
“I suppose you have heard of the woman who, on being told that ‘the prayer of faith would remove mountains,’ prayed that God would take away the hill behind her house?” she queried, archly.
“Yes, and on looking out in the morning, said: ’It’s just as I expected; I knew it would be here just the same!’ I know the story, and I see your point on lack of faith,” said Miss Reynolds, echoing the girl’s laugh.
“But that is not the way Christian Scientists pray,” Katherine observed. “Jesus said, ’All things whatsoever ye ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.’ You are not quite like the woman who prayed for what she was sure she would not get; but you are ‘amazed’ because you have received that for which we asked; which shows that you did not really expect it.”
“But I must have had some faith, Kathie, or I would not have trusted myself to your treatment.”
“True; and that was your first step in Christian Science, which brought with it the proof of God’s supremacy.” “It certainly is a beautiful proof,” Miss Reynolds earnestly returned, “for I have been subject to these attacks for many years, and have always been under the care of a physician from three to five weeks before getting back to my normal condition.”
She went on with her dinner, but it was evident that she was thinking deeply, while Katherine moved softly about the room putting things in order.
“Katherine,” the woman at length inquired, “what is this ‘treatment’ which you give the sick? Is it simply prayer?”
“Yes, and the understanding that God is all in all.”
“Well, I would like to know the secret of it. I have been a prayerful woman during the greater portion of my life—at least, according to the common acceptation of the term; but I have never before known of a direct answer to prayer such has come to you or to me, through you. What constitutes a Christian Scientist’s prayer and understanding?”