True commemoration is demonstration

A young woman sat by the hearthside late one night, watching the fading flames from a last log settle into embers. Her husband was overseas and was to be away for many months; their families lived in another city. Suggestions of loneliness, depression, and self-pity swirled in her thought like snowflakes.

Christian Scientists are taught to look away from material evidence of sickness and sorrow to the true, perfect concept of man as God created him. The young woman realized she should be turning wholeheartedly to God and to His knowledge of man instead of letting her thought dwell on the mortal self and its woes.

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