Woven into a world-encircling love

SHORTLY AFTER STARTING MY TRAINING as a textile designer, I was sitting at the loom one night, totally engrossed in new patterns I was experimenting with.

Suddenly, an unwelcome thought interrupted my work that went something like this: "It's Wednesday night, and if you want to go to the church meeting (at a branch church of The First Church of Christ, Scientist, in Boston that I had recently joined), you've got to get going now."

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