Are you sure?
This bookmark will be removed from all folders and any saved notes will be permanently removed.
FROM HAND TO HAND
The Sentinel is meant to be shared. In a world that is increasingly hungry for spiritual meaning, the Sentinel is vital food. Here's how our readers share it.Let us know of your experience in sharing the Sentinel .
"I have been sharing Sentinels with a neighbor who recently came home from a nursing home. A nurse stops by daily to check on her. Also neighbors stop in to see if there is anything she needs. Lately there has been such a notable change in her overall outlook, as well as physical improvements.
"When I went to see her one day recently, she said, 'I read these magazines you bring me from cover to cover. Today when the nurse was here I saw her glancing at one of them, and I said to her, "You know, it's those magazines that are helping me."'
"To a neighbor who had been to see her, she indicated that the Sentinel was helping her be more appreciative of all the love and caring her neighbors were showing her. To another neighbor she said she was learning more about love and forgiving from the Sentinel."
M. C. W.
Enjoy 1 free Sentinel article or audio program each month, including content from 1898 to today.
April 8, 1991 issue
View Issue-
Dear Reader
The Editors
-
POSITIVE PRESS
Sergei Zubatov
-
Yearnings of the human heart for something more
Allison W. Phinney, Jr. with contributions from Marilynne S. Mason
-
Healing means waking up to Truth
Jan Johnston
-
When God seems far away
Sheila Catchpole
-
The Mother who's always there
Thomas Richard Mitchinson
-
FROM HAND TO HAND
M. C. W.
-
Getting ready for work that lies ahead
Allison W. Phinney, Jr.
-
Equal access to God
Michael D. Rissler
-
I first became aware of Christian Science as a child in elementary...
Katherine Helsell Lazarus
-
I am so grateful to have witnessed the operation of God,...
Christine Stebbing
-
Nine years ago I had trouble with my bladder
Lucina Cezar Armelin with contributions from Antonio Armelin
-
Christian Science came into my life in 1988 when I was suffering...
Enobong Nnah Ideme