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My name is Jacquelyn, and I am ten
My name is Jacquelyn, and I am ten. I go to Sunday School regularly.
About two years ago, when I was playing, I fell down on the marble floor in our hallway. After that, my back started to hurt. By Friday it hurt so bad that I was crying, and the school nurse called my dad, and he came and took me home.
My mom and dad were praying for me, and so was a practitioner. She talked to me on the telephone and told me that the hurt was like a Halloween costume. When I take off the costume, there is the real me. The hurt was only pretending to be part of me. I could find the real me, made in God's image and likeness, His perfect child, and be free of the hurt.
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August 7, 1995 issue
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In the heart of our cities, an unshakable stronghold
Joni Overton Jung
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Helping youth offenders
Geraldine Schiering with contributions from John West
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Back-street Christ
Godfrey John
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Disease unreal—preposterous?
Sharon Slaton Howell
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Engaging the community
by Kim Shippey
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A revolution against lack
Paul S. Sedan
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Fed God's love
Clifford Kapps Eriksen
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What Jesus' resurrection has to do with you
Janice Koller
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A resurrection for you—walk free!
Karin Jean Gillett
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Overcoming resistance to healing
Mary Metzner Trammell
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To those leaning on the sustaining infinite, to-day is big with...
Dulcinea Braga Dias Bueno Torres
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My name is Jacquelyn, and I am ten
Jacquelyn Weiner with contributions from Christine Weiner
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Early in 1994 I had a healing of an apparently severe case of...
Ian Bruce Kelsey