March 2, 1998
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From the Editors
When I Was A Boy
, I had two pet turtles that I found in the woods near our house.
Congratulations on all the work that has gone into making the Sentinel more relevant and attractive.
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A Study Of People's
religious habits has produced some insights into their feelings about church membership.
Good news: there need not be a crisis in midlife. Here's how to live at the peak of life—permanently.
Why is it that something within me rebels so strongly against the concept of "middle age"?
Anger over an offense isn't what gives you the upper hand. Learn what forbearance can do.
There is a proverb in my country, Czechoslovakia, that says, "An echo in the woods always returns your own call.
You can count on Christ's help—just as Mary and Martha did.
Now it came to pass, as they went, that he entered into a certain village: and a certain woman named Martha received him into her house.
Grocery shopping—a weekly chore, filled with people that are too busy, impatient, and quite often rude.
The enemy of brotherhood couldn't stand up to the power of God.
For more than a century, women, and a growing number of men and children, have joined together on the first Friday in March—March 6 this year—for a global prayer service sponsored by World Day of Prayer.
Rusty's vacation stopped being fun when he started feeling sick. But listening to God's angel thoughts made him feel healthy and happy again.
I know that God is everywhere,His presence fills all space,So evil cannot ever haveA moment or a place.
When I was about six years old, I went to the dentist, but this time the dentist said, "Erika, your jaw is too small for your teeth, and when you're older, you'll probably need braces.
I do not need to know what originally caused the rift because I know the steadfast Love that healed it.
I had an amazing, instantaneous healing accomplished spiritually.
Migraine headaches and a painful slipped vertebra were both corrected as I applied Christian Science in my daily life.
I believed that if I could control how the world addressed me—by relying on a human, social convention—I could keep my identity intact.
When life-lessons are shared, ordinary interaction becomes inspiring, instructive, healing.
