Today
many who have been trained for specific trades, vocations, or professions have found themselves suddenly called upon to engage in activities for which they had had no previous preparation and which had formerly been considered wholly foreign to them.
The
use of identification tags by our armed forces was under discussion in a class in a Christian Science Sunday School which was composed of college men.
If
you were to climb by ladder out of a dark pit into the sunlight and open country, it would not be the ladder which eliminated the darkness and confinement.
Seek
first God's kingdom: fill your thoughtWith all the good that Love has wrought,And He from out His spiritual storeWill on your head a blessing pour.
Barnacles
have in the past fastened themselves in great numbers to the hulls of ocean-going ships and, if they have not from time to time been removed, they have considerably retarded the ships' movements.
What
is called mortal mind is itself a state of unsatisfied pseudo consciousness, a belief of life and intelligence separated from divine Life, the alone source of all life and intelligence.
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The Sentinel of May 29, 1943, carried an invitation to members of The Mother Church, and particularly librarians, to contribute, from time to time, helpful, healing experiences in our Reading Rooms.
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Previous to the time when we turned to Christian Science for the truth, I recall the many remedies tried, one by one, over a period of many years, to heal the eczema.
Far
in the whispering woodland deeply laidAfter the winter bleakness melts in springAnd bitter nights surrender to the day—Faint on the south wind now I hear a noteOf tiny waterfall, born of the snowThat winter heaped within the glen; and now,Released from binding travail by the sun,Leaps down the rocks in shining crystal spray;To eye, a rivulet so frail that rootOr rock might turn it from its certain way;Yet, gathering breadth of grace and depth of might,Resistless, gladsome, singing, it glides on.
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