A NEW HOME AND AN OLD FRIEND

FOR FOUR MONTHS I'd been sorting, packing, keeping, and giving away. After 19 years in one house, I was moving.

One morning as I lay in bed thinking deeply about all that had transpired and feeling a bit overwhelmed by all that still needed doing, I focused for a moment on the boxes of books I'd packed. They were piled all around the study—religious, reference, biographical, historical, cultural, how-to. Which ones should I take now, take later, or just drop off at the local book-swap?

Suddenly, as I lay there gripped by "how-do-I-proceed-from-here?" questions, a gentle thought swept over me: "All I'll ever truly need is my Bible—and Science and Health which is the best key to the Scriptures anyone could have." It was a Hallelujah moment. How could I ever have doubted! My Bible was one of my best friends, a forever trustworthy companion. One of the books I could never live without. It was there to turn to when I needed answers. When I needed consolation. When I was looking for inspiration and encouragement. It was a book that guaranteed comfort and healing.

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