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About crying
Kids cry. And so do teen-agers and women—and even men! People cry for all kinds of reasons. Some cry out of anguish. Others shed tears of gratitude or joy.
Crying has always been a natural human impulse. Everyone at some point has been moved to tears for one reason or another. And yet Bible writers recognized the day that there would be no more crying.
The book of Isaiah, for instance, foresees a new heaven and earth, and the prophet gives God's promise: "I will rejoice in Jerusalem, ... and the voice of weeping shall be no more heard in her, nor the voice of crying." Isa. 65:19; John actually saw the presence of that new heaven and earth. His vision included the certainty for all of us that "God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more ... crying." Rev. 21:4;
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January 29, 1979 issue
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Academic excellence is attainable
JAMES RICHARD BARTELS-KEITH
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Is it a trial or an opportunity?
RITA HAYES HORNBEAK
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"I have called you friends"
Robert Simon Marcus
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A scientific view of territory
KENNY L. BAKER
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What does God know of you?
BETTY L. BOUTILIER
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Escape from addiction
BRYAN G. POPE
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Inspiration is spiritual energy
NAOMI RUTH WHEELER
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"How does your garden grow?"
MARION J. HUKILL
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More than "millionaires"
Geoffrey J. Barratt
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About crying
Nathan A. Talbot
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Imaging
Shirley Selby
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No monsters allowed
Lesley Ann Mascall
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What's good about God
Judith Ann Hardy
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I am a retired schoolteacher
R. Sheldon Hunt
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When I was eight, we attended a cookout during vacation
Georgine Marie Maxwell
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Since my testimony published in 1960 describing my healing...
Edward E. Gygax
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My first physical healing took place a month after I began...
Adelaide L. Espeland
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After only a few days' study of Christian Science, my mother...
Madelene F. Neill
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About ten years ago I woke one morning with my face distorted
Dorothy V. Crump