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A few months ago I was billeted with four others in a...
A few months ago I was billeted with four others in a small cottage. Air raids occurred frequently, and one night during an exceptionally heavy bombardment the five of us were sitting in the cottage with the occupants, there being no trenches or dugouts anywhere near. The roar of the anti-aircraft guns and the crashing of the bombs was terrific. I was unable to get to my books, but while steadily trying to overcome the fear, these words from Science and Health (p. 571) were flashed into my thought: "Clad in the panoply of Love, human hatred cannot reach you." The thought was eagerly accepted and clung to until the fear and the uproar had passed, when we turned in. Next morning a large bomb was found in the garden about twelve feet from where we had been sitting. It had burst open, exposing the explosive, but had been rendered harmless. I still keenly remember the wave of gratitude that flooded my consciousness when I realized how wonderfully we had been protected. A few days later, in conversation with an officer, I learned that the "dud" bomb had been examined by experts, who were quite unable to advance any technical reason for its failure to explode.
I have been in France over sixteen months, and have been wonderfully helped and protected by the earnest endeavor to apply Christian Science. I greatly feared military service, but can now gratefully see that the experience has been to my benefit. I am very fond of rural living and am specially grateful that my camp has always been "in green pastures." I have now much greater confidence that, as the psalmist wrote, "goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life." It is some years since I commenced to investigate Christian Science, and during this time I have not lost an hour from business on account of sickness, nor been prevented from doing any duty, although previously subject to annual periods of incapacity due to influenza and bronchitis. To the teaching of Mrs. Eddy, who has so firmly and clearly pointed out the path of Principle, I owe unfailing loyalty. For the inspiring literature that flows so regularly even to the war areas I am most grateful. My most earnest desire is that I may in some degree prove worthy of these blessings and of the name of Christian Scientist.
Horace G. Laddiman, Norwich, Norfolk, England.
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March 8, 1919 issue
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The League of Nations
JOHN GOODFELLOW RAMSBOTTOM
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Distribution Work
MARION N. BANDMAN
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The Harp of Joy
GUSTAVUS S. PAINE
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Purity
ANNIE TREACHER HALL
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The Real Meaning of the Sabbath
HAROLD F. COPE
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"Our Father-Mother God"
LILIAN E. FALES
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In an issue of your paper appeared an editorial headed...
Willard J. Welch
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The letter in your columns, from a local preacher who...
W. Stuart Booth
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Since a representative of another faith attacked Christian Science...
Judge Clifford P. Smith
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Covenanting with God
William P. McKenzie
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Trust in God
Annie M. Knott
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Miracles
William D. McCrackan
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Among the Churches
with contributions from Charles E. Jarvis
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Admission to Membership in The Mother Church
Charles E. Jarvis
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The Lectures
with contributions from Frederick P. Burrall, Henry E. Cooper, Janet Palmer, Alice S. Burns
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A few months ago I was billeted with four others in a...
Horace G. Laddiman
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I want to express deepest gratitude for all the blessings...
Katherine S. Jenkins
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I would like to express through the Sentinel or Journal...
Charles G. S. Cheney
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I think it a great privilege as well as a duty to testify to...
Halsa Shinneman
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With the dawning of each day, the unfolding of each...
Mary Hart Hilcher
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While I have been interested in Christian Science for several...
Gertrude F. Young
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I am so deeply grateful for Christian Science that I wish...
Amanda H. Schuette
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Signs of the Times
with contributions from Alice Morgan Harrison, W. E. Burnett, W. H. Hopkins