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Finding my way
I thought I had my future all figured out. As a teenager, I’d planned a solo trip to Europe, expecting to audition for and be accepted into a major European ballet company. Any of them would do. I hadn’t known how to set up an audition, so I’d just gone without any prior contact with the companies.
Arriving in my first city, where I didn’t speak the language, I found a tiny room at an old hotel. The next morning I awoke very early to a major reality check. How was I going to find the ballet company? Would they let me take class? Would I be good enough?

December 10, 2018 issue
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From the readers
Gini Gregg, Kim Welaye
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‘Citizens … of the household of God’
Madeline Cassidy
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Keeping God as the head of the household
Libby Jones
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To be a healer instead of a worrier: How I’m praying for world leaders
Terese Reiter Messman
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Can ants destroy a home?
Russell Whittaker
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A search for home brought me to Christian Science
Shawn McCrocklin
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Finding my way
Hilary Harper-Wilcoxen
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Broken nose healed
Lynn Rowe Wood
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Condition on leg healed
Patience Moses
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Standing upright again after back injury
Joanne Ward Humbert
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Walking and talking freely again
BettyJo Cost
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'That Truth gives promise of a dawn ...'
Photograph by Steve Ryf
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More meaning for Christmas
Allison W. Phinney