Article November 24, 1945 Issue

"Forgive us our debts"

[Of Special Interest to Children]

JESSIE MAE ALLIGER

Susan lay very still in her upper bunk on the spacious sleeping porch, but she was not listening to the story her camp counselor, who was also her riding teacher, was reading to the group.

No, Susan was listening to error whispering, "You're afraid, Susan, afraid to ride the horses."

Now Susan knew it was error talking to her. She had attended the Christian Science Sunday School only a few weeks, but she had learned that God is Love, and any thought that made one unhappy was error and needed correcting. Since God made everything that is real and called it good, error must be unreal, nothing.

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