"And I mean it"

Jean was a little girl just old enough to go to school, and was living with her grandparents. It had been raining for some days. When she came home on this particular day, there was a large mud puddle in the country road for her to make her way around, or pick her way through. It was difficult for her to find the high spots for her little feet. Then more rain came during the night, and Jean was disturbed and frightened when she thought of that puddle and how much bigger and more formidable it would now be. Could she ever make her way through, or around it, to school?

She confided her fears to her grandmother, from whom she had learned to know God and His love and guidance for His children, as taught in the Bible and in the teachings of Christian Science. Her grandmother reassured her and said: "Of course you can make it, Jean. If you will repeat our Leader's hymn about God being our Shepherd, as you go along the road, and mean what you say, you will have no trouble."

Soon Jean started on her way. Her grandfather, working in the garden, saw her a few minutes later making her way safely through the troublesome puddle, saying aloud as she picked her way (Poems by Mary Baker Eddy, p. 14), "'Shepherd, show me how to go'—and I mean it."

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