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When I was roasting marshmallows
One night my family was roasting marshmallows, and I put my stick with the marshmallow on the end into the fire, because I wanted my marshmallow to burn. I like it like that.
The first time I pulled it out of the fire and I looked at my marshmallow, I didn’t see my marshmallow burnt, so I put it back into the fire. The second time, when I looked at my marshmallow, I accidentally hit my hot marshmallow on my eye! It hurt.

January 15, 2018 issue
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From the readers
Kaarin Brown, Ann Hanson
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A spiritual view of individuality
Mark Swinney
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Looking and longing for companionship?
Patricia Gantt Reiman
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Safe in divine Love’s ‘comfort zone’
Terese Reiter Messman
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God preserves us
Louis E. Benjamin
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Never unwanted
Elisabeth Groß
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Child’s burn healed
Clementine Lue Clark
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Confronting obscenity
Christine Jenks Driessen
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Persistent hip pain healed
Consuela H. Allen
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Rhythm of Life
Christian Pascale
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Life’s abundance
Lindsey Roder
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Latin America’s anti-graft earthquake
The <i>Monitor’s</i> Editorial Board
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Is truth dead?
Rosalie E. Dunbar
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Consulting the pastor
Barbara Vining