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Waking up in a cornfield
I had been heading in the wrong direction, both geographically and spiritually.
I woke up at dawn, shivering and covered by moldy cornstalks. However, although I was physically uncomfortable, I was settled in my conscience. I had been heading in the wrong direction, both geographically and spiritually, and during this long, cold night, I had repented and resolved to head in the right direction.
About halfway through the fall term of my sophomore year in college, I had become fed up. I’d been sliding through school the “easy” way, without dedicating sufficient time and effort to my studies, and was slipping into self-destructive activities such as drug experimentation. I was disappointing my parents, my professors, and myself.

September 13, 2021 issue
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Are we pursuing real success?
Tony Lobl
Keeping Watch
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Loving the Tenth Commandment
Jennifer Foster
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The prayer of loving divinely
Jay Thatcher
Poetry
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Spirit’s bestowal
Suzanne Goewert
Turning Points in Spiritual Growth
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Waking up in a cornfield
Tim Booth
Teens
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God really was with me
Fredrick Higgins
Healings
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Hearing restored
Brigitte Fessel-Voigt
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Burn healed
Syd Dunton
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Healed of coronavirus
Barbara Yocum
Bible Lens
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Matter
September 13–19, 2021
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Letters & Conversations
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