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World friendship and the Olympic Games
When the Olympic Games convene in Atlanta, it will be the largest international event of a peaceful nature taking place in the world. The most nations in Olympic history, 197, have been invited to participate, and for the first time, all have accepted the invitation. The global interest is enormous, especially when you take into account the television audience.
Those involved in preparations have called for a worldwide truce from hostilities for thirty days before and after, as well as during the Games.
As a resident of the host city, I have been able to witness the significant news coverage given both daily and in special weekly sections by our local newspaper. Along with extensive preparation of facilities for the many different venues and the enlistment of a large body of volunteers, there remains some concern for security and harmony during the Games. Organizing work to extend a welcome and to communicate understanding and goodwill, to ensure freedom from use of drugs believed to enhance performance, and to provide comfort and safety are all part of the preparations.
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July 8, 1996 issue
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Spirituality and sports
Mark Swinney
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World friendship and the Olympic Games
Geraldine Schiering
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Key to healing: seeing the spiritual fact
Marvin J. Charwat
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Being free from racial discrimination
Dorothy Dipuo Maubane
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God's man
William B. Schlismann
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True victory
Lauralyn Sparrowhawk
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Dear Sentinel
Caitlin Williams
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Psalm 23: a paraphrase
Leslie Karst Vasquez
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Summer Olympics 1996—the real victory
by Kim Shippey
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How a city survives—lessons from Oklahoma City
Mary Metzner Trammell
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I think that I was searching for God my whole life, even though...
Elena Plotnikova
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As a lifelong Christian Scientist, I have depended upon God's...
Betty Wallace Robinett
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One morning as I stepped from bed, pain shot through my...
Lacy Bell Richter