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Irving Tomlinson recorded in his reminiscence that soon after he arrived in Concord to serve as a secretary to Mary Baker Eddy, she spoke to him about the need to reach prison inmates with the message of Christian Science. Tomlinson, at Eddy’s request, began meeting with Sheriff Edgerly, who was at that time warden of the Merrimack County Jail.

Time seems so much a part of our everyday lives. It’s in every aspect of our experience, in every equation.

One’s thoughts of others most certainly affect the harmony of his or her own experience. All too often I’ve found myself passing judgment on others, both people I know and even strangers.

Think back on one of your very worst moments ever. No doubt, that’s a strange way to start an article, but there’s a constructive point to it.

Some people are very clear where they are going and what they want to do after their college studies, whereas others are confused. Those who thought they knew their purpose in life and did not find it may feel unsatisfied and confused or hopeless about their future.

It was a moment in time when you could only gush in praise of God. I was alone on a frozen New England lake under a flawless cerulean winter sky.

In today’s world , the quest for true security and safety is in full force. Although people may invest their money in hiring bodyguards, installing security systems, or building houses with barriers, people still feel insecure.

Have you ever been about to do something really exciting for the first time ever, and suddenly the wind was taken out of your sails? Some years ago, I was to compete in my first martial arts tournament. Upon entering the venue, amongst a bustling crowd, I found my sensei (instructor) leaving.

A few years ago, I was awake in the wee hours of the night struggling with sadness, fear, and guilt about my family. After a divorce and rearing three children on my own, I was challenged with extreme prodigal behavior, financial distress, and other woes associated with single parenthood.

Golden aspen leaves were lazily drifting in an Indian summer breeze, landing in a pool of still water. I sat on the bank of a mountain stream.