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OUR DAILY CHRISTMAS
I sat upon a sand dune
In August's noontide heat;
I watched the bathers in the sea,
I saw the full-blown wheat;
And gently, as I sat there,
I felt the Christ so near,
I knew that Christmas wasn't something
A single day each year.
Right then, without the carols,
The presents, or the tree,
The Christ-idea dawned in my thought
As clearly as could be.
I felt the warmth of "God is Love"—
His care embracing me;
The firmness of the rock of Truth,
Upholding, strong and free.
O Christ, within each consciousness,
Help us to feel each day
That Christmas is a "happening"
As we watch, and love, and pray.
Jill Gooding
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August 2, 1975 issue
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Reflecting Divine Power
ALFRED MARSHALL VAUGHN
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As Natural as Sunrise
JUDITH H. HEDRICK
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Making Decisions
MICHAEL PETER WATSON
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What Is Soul?
FLORENCE E. BERG
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You Don't Have to Accept Trouble!
MARIE LaCLAVE
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Class Instruction-Are We Too Young?
By a recent college graduate
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Following the Plow
GLENNA GOLDEN WOLLAM
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OUR DAILY CHRISTMAS
Jill Gooding
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John Among the Wolves
Eleanor Young Clapp
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Finding Employment
Carl J. Welz
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A Healing Recognition
Geoffrey J. Barratt
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Christian Science came into my life...
Winifred Anne Benton
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With much gratitude I submit the following healings
Meta L. Holley
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Last winter, while my parents were out of the house, I suddenly...
Darrow Kirkpatrick
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I am profoundly grateful for the blessings my family and I have...
Winding C. Webster with contributions from K. Bruce Webster
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Letters to the Press
Arthur R. Davies