"I JUST LOVE"

[Of Special Interest to Children]

One Saturday afternoon Bonnie Lee and her father and mother went for a ride in the country. Bonnie Lee liked to see the boys and girls running around in their gardens, picking pretty flowers, and some of them even gathering raspberries for lunch. She wished that she might live in the country. So she asked her father why they didn't build their own little house. Her father said that they could, but that she would have to stay in a boarding home for Christian Science children while he and her mother were earning the money that was necessary to build the house.

Bonnie was willing to do this, but the first morning after she had arrived at the home she felt strange and lonesome as she walked into the big dining room full of happy children. She pushed aside her bowl of cereal, saying sharply, "I hate mush." She took one little sip of milk and then left for her classes at a nearby school. When she returned to the home in the afternoon she found a smiling housemother waiting to have a talk with her. Together they talked about love and saw that when we accept God as Love we must know His children as lovable and as expressing love for themselves and for all others. As Bonnie thought about this she realized that unhappiness was no part of God's lovable child and that she must express what she knew to be true.

When she went to supper that evening Bonnie's eyes were clear and bright; a sweet smile lighted her face. She felt love for everyone in the dining room. Then suddenly she knew that she loved to be just where she was. She knew that God was there and that His love filled the home, and she said aloud, "Love! I love to say that word."

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