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I can still remember my parents sitting me down to tell me...
I can still remember my parents sitting me down to tell me they were getting a divorce. I couldn't believe this was really happening to my family. We had always been so close, shared problems, and had so much fun together. All of a sudden it seemed I was losing my foundation, the very source of my identity; my self-confidence and desire to excel vanished. Who was I going to turn to—my father or my mother? If they weren't able to love each other anymore, they couldn't love me very much, I thought.
Along with this flood of negative emotions, I became increasingly involved in using alcohol and drugs. Following a bad drug trip, I felt so hopelessly lost that I thought I either had to find a solution to my depression or I could not continue living.
My mother suggested I call a Christian Science practitioner for help, since I had attended a Christian Science Sunday School years before. I saw no other alternative, so I decided to call. The practitioner assured me, ever so gently, that God loved me as His beloved son, and He would provide answers to all my doubts and fears. This gave me a glimmer of hope. After I hung up the phone, I wasn't afraid, and a persistent stomachache and nervousness left me. The idea that God loved me became so real that it was more important to me than the hurt and confusion.
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from the Editors
God's "all-embracing power"
Mary Mona Seed Fisher
When children leave home, what then?
Grayce G. Young
Taking the stress out of relationships
Sharon Slaton Howell
Do you want to have a child? Find the child of God!
Dianne K. O'Connor
The Sentinel: a magazine for the whole family
Mary Metzner Trammell
Family health and the Fifth Commandment
Barbara M. Vining
While I was at camp last summer, I injured my elbow while...
Peter Johnson Schwartz with contributions from Elizabeth Crecelius Schwartz
I am deeply grateful for a fulfilling marriage to a fellow student...
Bruce Evan Woods-Jack