See the butterfly

The little caterpillar never dreamed
That he would someday fly,
Sailing over wood and field
High up in the sky.

But one day he bursts through paper walls
And unfolds his colored wings.
Starting a new and happy life,
He leaves behind old things.

All of the creatures in God's realm—
Whether man or beast or flower—
Pursue a growth that's limitless
In love, intelligence, and power.

Poem and drawing by Claire Roselius

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Testimony of Healing
After I had received class instruction in Christian Science...
September 29, 1980

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