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Two years ago, toward the end of my eighth grade school year...
Two years ago, toward the end of my eighth grade school year, part of the class was giving a concert, and many of the school hours were used for rehearsals. Meantime, those who were not participating in the concert were free to go outside or have a study hall. One Thursday the weather was especially beautiful, so a friend and I went outside and started tossing a softball back and forth, seeing who could throw the highest. One time she threw the ball especially high and hard. As I ran to catch it, I looked up and was blinded by the sun. The next thing I knew, I felt intense pain in my face. As soon as I realized what had happened—that the ball had come down directly on my nose—I saw that my blouse was covered with blood. Then the thought came to me, "Why, just a few minutes ago I was expressing much joy over such a lovely day, and I'm certainly not going to let error destroy that joy."
I went inside to the rest room to get a paper towel, and as I passed by the mirror, I yielded to the temptation to look at my nose. The picture was rather frightening because to all appearances my nose was broken and was rapidly swelling. Immediately I turned to God and pushed fear away, because what is fear but false evidence appearing real? Meanwhile, another friend had told a teacher what happened, and the teacher came into the rest room and very kindly asked if I wanted to go inside into the principal's office and sit down. I went in and began to pray as I had been taught to do in Christian Science. I held to the idea that nothing can be broken or out of place in God's kingdom.
A poem my mother had given me, which was published in one of the Christian Science periodicals, was of particular help. It brings out that I am the image of God, and that each day brings the peace of the Father's blessing. It ends with the thought that I am safe in His care; His protection is mine.
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January 24, 1970 issue
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"What is thy name?"
JOHN J. SELOVER
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The Expanding Consciousness of Love
JOANNA FRESHWATER
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Life Is Immortal—Now!
LAWRENCE R. WOOD
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I Don't Live in Boston
RUTH ROSBOROUGH LAROCCA
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Involvement, Responsibility, Sacrifice
MARGRET E. KEATTS
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CONFRONTATION
Jeannette Hulst Johansson
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For the Glory of God
BERNICE KING BRIGHAM
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Intelligent Reading
Helen Wood Bauman
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It Rests with Us
Alan A. Aylwin
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These words of Mary Baker Eddy's have been proved time and...
Dorothy M. Backhouse
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My heart is singing with gratitude because of a healing I received...
Alice M. Humphryes
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In 1956, my husband and I were on vacation in Rome, Italy
Alice Louise Gray
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Two years ago, toward the end of my eighth grade school year...
Maureen Ann Helms
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RADIO PROGRAM NO. 407 - Freeing Relationships from Envy
with contributions from John Lewis Selover, Robert McKinnon
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Signs of the Times
with contributions from George Appleton, Charles Scott Russell