The Journal becomes dearer to me every month, as I read the thoughts expressed in it. As the gift of our Teacher, we each promised to help sustain it. If each will bring his mite, be it ever so small, with an honest purpose, we are helping each other, in bringing out the Truth. We are all members of one body (Christ), and not one can be spared, as "it takes all to make a whole."
My two little boys, four and six years of age, watch for the Journal as earnestly as I do. They love to hear me read from the Children's Department. It gives them more courage to hear how other little children are demonstrating. Even the two years old baby will sit perfectly still and listen, while I read, drinking in the Truth. At times she will nod her wise little head in approval.
One day, while the boys were at school, nearly a mile from home, a heavy wind and snow storm came up, lasting several hours. When they returned in the evening, I asked them if the storm frightened them. The older boy answered,— "No, there was nothing to fear; it was only error, and God was with us to take care of us. Error has no feet to stand on, so it had no power over us." They often, thoughtlessly, rebuke me with their scientific statements.
