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A business owner shares how he found his way back from failure and guilt.

We have the authority and divine right to boldly insist that evil has no power over us. 

Lessons in daily life inspired Lois Carlson’s contribution in the February Journal.

I was born into a modest family in a village in Togo, West Africa. Nothing in my life, in my village, had predestined me to a happy future, free from the worries about having the basic needs to survive.

One time, my dad, my brother, and I wanted to fly to America to go to a Christian Science summer camp. On the day we were to fly from Frankfurt to the USA I did not feel quite well.

In February 2004, I participated in a trip planned by the school I was attending at that time. We went to Pointe Indienne for the day, an area that borders the Atlantic Ocean, not far from the city of Pointe-Noire, the economic center of our country.

The prevalence of violence in society is a strong call for prayer—and our prayers can be a significant help.

  I had been looking forward to my lecture trip to Lomé, Togo, for months. Now, finally belted into my Air France seat and on my way to Africa for the very first time, I wasn’t feeling well at all.

One Sunday after church, as my wife and I pulled into our driveway, I felt an unusually strong impulsion to go immediately into our backyard. I walked to the edge of the yard, where a small stream flows into a larger, deeper pond.

It’s encouraging to know that age is not a barrier to progress. I learned that lesson early from a neighbor—a childhood friend’s father, Mr.