February 25, 2002
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From the Editors
If you've already read
the table of contents, you might think this is an all-Enron issue, all about business and ethical failings.
Article
"Nearly three-quarters
—73 percent—of American kids ages twelve through seventeen have Internet access, according to a 2001 Pew Internet and American Life Project Survey.
The demise of America's eighth largest corporation has sparked fresh debate about business ethics, corporate loyalty, and employee trust. Speaking from their own experiences, several executives—including current and past Enron employees—explain what spirituality can bring to the business equation.
A South African business leader comments on what brought Enron down, and tells why there's still hope for something good to come out of it all.
Some years ago I joined a number of other people in trusting a friend, who had experience in financial matters, to invest our money in a group investment.
The Golden Rule is found in the scriptures of every major religion. So it's not too surprising to find it in the code of ethics of America's largest real estate association.
The story of how a commodities trader lost everything and owed everyone—and then found everything he'd ever wanted business to be.
In the morality play that the Enron story has become, this Houston area woman is one of the cast's shining lights.
Nothing that goes wrong in life—not even regarding business affairs—is beyond the scope of spiritual power.
On the brink of being fired, a young father of three turned to God, and wound up accomplishing something his boss felt was "nigh impossible."
Even when it takes time, spiritual healing offers the priceless result of an improved mental condition, which inevitably means a healthier body.
In anticipation of the opening of The Mary Baker Eddy Library for the Betterment of Humanity later this year, the Sentinel regularly prints excerpts from the collections of previously unpublished writings.
I felt I was understanding Christian Science for the first time in my life.
IT'S
Saturday morning, and once again the thick metal door of the soundproof booth shuts tight behind me.
