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On the last night at summer camp many years ago, a ceremony included an award for whoever could build a campfire with just one match. In order to do so, we had to learn the principles of fire building—for instance, the need for oxygen and for something dry that burns readily.

The Christmas season is here. Voices harmonize in song to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ centuries ago.

Picture a river channel snaking through a deep canyon. Or the wide English Channel between England and France.

On a recent morning I found myself thinking, “I am in God’s care. He is taking such good care of me.

Mary Baker Eddy mentions the ancient Greek mathematician Euclid three times in her published works. And Abraham Lincoln, as a horseback lawyer in rural Illinois, carried a copy of Euclid’s book The Elements in his saddlebag.

When I was a child and a teenager, I struggled a lot to figure out who I was and where I fit in. I looked at the other kids at school and tried to copy them, the clothes they wore and the music they listened to, but that didn’t help me find myself.

Not long ago, a friend of mine said to me, “I’m really struggling with the need to give up what’s good in life in order to be more spiritual. I’ve built a successful business.

Mary Baker Eddy said about our Pastor, “Science & Health and the blessed Bible are the only two books that lead you surest in the right way” (L04913, Mary Baker Eddy to Mrs. S.

I remember the sunny afternoons during my childhood when my mom would call me to help her take care of numerous ornamental plants she cultivated in our backyard. The work consisted of digging the soil, removing the weeds, and watering the plants, which in a short time would respond to this tender care with new leaves and sprouts popping out.

Open a box. Pick up a stone.