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Fifteen years ago, I was traveling around the country with...
Fifteen years ago, I was traveling around the country with a friend in pursuit of "the truth." I had had deep and unanswered questions about life and love, and I had run away from home to find my answers because I felt misunderstood and persecuted at home for asking questions that seemed to require spiritual answers.
All during my youth, I had investigated various forms of so-called personal awareness. For example, I attended metaphysical and philosophy readings, artistic interpretation discussions, personal awareness lectures, and musical expression classes. But I also got caught up in pursuits such as drugs, social drinking, cigarette and marijuana smoking. (I was smoking up to one and a half packs of cigarettes a day by age eighteen.)
The resistance I faced at home had formed me into quite a concentrated character. I was strong and sharp in my manner, and I was also easily hurt; but I was humble enough to admit (even openly) that I wanted and needed to change. It seemed pretty clear to me that I would have to leave my home environment if I were going to be free enough to find any answers. And as I traveled around the country, more and more I began to feel that I should be visiting churches and studying the Bible.
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Computers, Science, and prayer
with contributions from Sheri Hunnicutt
John Naisbitt, Patricia Aburdene
Decisions—focusing on how to go
What is the best plan for your life?
God's clear direction ... even in emergencies!
Charlene Anne Miller
The healing impetus of baptism
Spiritual morale—what it can do for us now
Have you read the instructions?
Michael D. Rissler
Every member of our family has been helped by Christian Science
Norman A. Anderson with contributions from Sally W. Anderson, Robert E. Anderson
I can look back now and see how God, divine Love, was caring...
Kathleen Marianne North