The Rewards of True Listening

"To hear angelic utterances . . . we must humbly listenfor them by silencing the clamor of personal sense"

A Christian Scientist was sitting on the beach one day with her two nieces. Suddenly she was impelled to move to a safer place nearer the concrete sea wall. No sooner were they all comfortably settled in a new location than a big wave unexpectedly flooded the entire area where they had been sitting, soaking the remaining picnickers.

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