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When I was four years old we were visiting my grandparents
When I was four years old we were visiting my grandparents. We were in a mall parking lot. When my aunt was getting into the car, I was playing with the hinges of the door. My aunt did not know this and she closed the door on my hand. It hurt a lot and I started to cry.
My aunt opened the door quickly. My mother immediately wrapped my hand up. She told me God was with me and that I couldn't be separated from His love, no matter what happened. My grandmother drove us back to her home while my mother and I prayed. When we arrived at my grandparents' house, my mother and I sang hymns.
After that we went into the bathroom and my mom unwrapped my hand. It was perfectly fine.
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July 4, 1994 issue
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"Pray without ceasing"
Mark Raffles
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Fame or real worth?
Blake Elliott Windal
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Go frontward!
Bernice Holly Higgins
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Joy frees
Doris Kerns Quinn
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A law of kindness that governs us all
Mary Jane Hartzell Laub
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"What I say unto you I say unto all, Watch."—Jesus
with contributions from Thomas Fuller
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A unique publishing opportunity
E. Anne Jesper
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What is real intimacy?
Mary Metzner Trammell
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Walking in the light
Barbara M. Vining
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Since early childhood I was always attracted to the things of...
Miguel Machado de Castro
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When I was four years old we were visiting my grandparents
Lexi Andrei with contributions from Linda Andrei
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When I was young, my mother's close friend, who had been...
Lilian Edwards
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I have found that Christian Science can be applied to any...
Robert C. E. Johnson