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One Sunday morning a few years ago, quite unexpectedly...
One Sunday morning a few years ago, quite unexpectedly and without warning I was taken ill during a service at our branch church. With the help of an usher I was able to leave and get into my family's car. After that I remember nothing. I was taken home by the family and put into bed. Then a Christian Science practitioner was called to pray for me.
By morning I had regained consciousness, but one of my eyes had closed completely. The other eye was almost closed, and my legs were completely useless. The practitioner continued to pray for me. However, I did not improve but seemed to decline until I felt I had reached the lowest ebb of human existence. Over a period of two and a half months, first one and then another practitioner lovingly helped me, but there was no outward evidence of improvement.

May 20, 1985 issue
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Integrity in business
EDWARD W. GUTELIUS
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Holding crime in check
DOROTHY L. MACKINTOSH
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Many flowers make a garden
MARION SOMERS
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Think in the present tense
CHARLES M. CARR
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God's fruitage
THEODORE L. CLAPP
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Supply is at hand
SIRVART PAPAZIAN
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A Church that teaches the Ten Commandments and Christian healing
WILLIAM E. MOODY
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Holy moments
BARBARA-JEAN STINSON
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"Any of that soup left?"
Doris Kerns Quinn
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God is All
Cherie Bonne Carrere
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One Sunday morning a few years ago, quite unexpectedly...
MARY HAUGHTON with contributions from DAVID HAUGHTON
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In 1983 I had an opportunity to go to Africa to teach school
TIMOTHY GASSER
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I wonder why it has taken me this long to relate some of the...
BERTRAM PETERSON, JR. with contributions from ALICE M. PETERSON