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My head was healed
One day, my dad took me to a basketball lesson. We got there early, and I wanted to be like Spider-Man and climb up high on a rock wall that is one of the outside walls of the gym. While I was climbing, a rock I was holding on to came loose from the wall. I fell, and the rock landed on my head. I was crying because it hurt, and I was bleeding.
My dad put me in the car and drove to the emergency room to get me cleaned up. As we were driving, Dad sang a hymn called “ ‘Feed my Sheep’ ” that I’ve sung in Christian Science Sunday School before. Part of it goes like this:
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August 5, 2024 issue
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The protest called prayer
Thomas Mitchinson
Articles
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You are precious in God’s sight
Christy Ellington Henderson
- Image and Inspiration
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Discovering my life in God
María José Guillén Domínguez
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God is “mightier than the noise of many waters”
Ann Nelson
Kids
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My head was healed
Colt
Healings
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A glimpse of immortality
Christine Raymond
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Healing of stomach pain
Gloria Cecilia Caro
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Eye irritation gone
Lynne Pope
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Who am I to withstand God?
Barb Goodspeed Grant
Bible Lens
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Spirit
August 5–11, 2024
Letters & Conversations
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Letters & Conversations
Soren Spies, Liz Pyatt, Yvonne Renoult, Kaye Patterson