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One evening I had a feeling I couldn't bend my knee, and it...
One evening I had a feeling I couldn't bend my knee, and it hurt. I asked my mother to help me pray about it.
In our prayer together we saw that since God is Spirit and knows only good, He doesn't know about matter or knees that don't bend.
It was time for me to go to bed. My dad was going to read a testimony to me of healing through prayer to God. I was glad to know God healed the other person. When my dad finished reading, I tried to bend my knee. While I was trying to bend my knee, I knew that there is nothing but good and I am God's child. Then I could bend my knee. I was very grateful for Love.
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May 5, 1973 issue
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A Bowl of Rice
JOHN WYNDHAM
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Divine Law and Food
VIRGINIA T. GUFFIN
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Digestion and Idolatry
GORDON R. CLARKE
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"Just one more bite!"
JOHN A. THOMASSON
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The Cause and Cure of Overweight
CLARISSA CAMPBELL ORR
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Out from the Pressures of Time
EVELYN M. PINNELL
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THE RIGHT TO CLARITY
Doris Kerns Quinn
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Gaining Control over the Body
Carl J. Welz
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What Shall We Eat?
Alan A. Aylwin
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I want to express gratitude publicly for my first experience in...
Bernice W. Smith
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Twenty-five years ago I was suddenly confronted with the. . .
Grace H. M. Hunt
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One evening I had a feeling I couldn't bend my knee, and it...
Rajan S. Krishnaswami
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"What's going on here?. . .
Orma D.Barton with contributions from Clay Barton