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I used to find thoughts about church coming to me such as, “Do you really want to go? Have you figured out how far you have to drive, what it costs, and how long you’ll be on the road?” These thoughts needed to be checked and corrected.   Several ideas from a recent Journal article inspired me as I thought about this topic.

When I was appointed chair of my branch church’s lecture committee, I felt a bit daunted. I had never been involved with planning a Christian Science lecture before.

A backhoe operator dug a deep hole in the lawn with such careful attention that his coworker yelled with delight, “You’re a sculptor!” That might seem like an odd way to describe someone operating heavy machinery, but his coworker was commenting on the preciseness of his work in shaping this deep hole. We may not be sculptors by trade, but we all can work with similar precision in shaping our thoughts.

Has anyone you love passed on? You are not alone. It happens to all of us.

In an editorial in the Christian Science Sentinel dated May 1, 2023, the author speaks of stillness and how, in busy contemporary life, many people turn to prayer for calm grounding (Mary Beattie, “ The value of stillness ”). She writes, “Opening up to a quiet fount of spiritual ideas stills thought that is fearful, muddled, or self-focused and leads to healing.

I often carry my smartphone in a rear pocket of my trousers. Rather than sitting on the phone, when I used a ride sharing car recently, I took it out and laid it on the seat next to me—then forgot to take it with me when I left the car.

I’ve found that physical workouts can be such a joy and take so many different forms. Sometimes we exercise in an effort to stay fit, and sometimes we do it more for fun.

Church is a big game-changer. It has helped me broaden my scope, pray more effectively, and experience and witness more healings.

I was standing at the bus stop, waiting for my bus. The scene was depressing.

When I was a child, my mother would take me to see a Christian Science practitioner when I didn’t feel well. It was such a good experience that I remember sometimes saying, “Please, Momma, take me to that nice lady.