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It's clear from the Eddy-Farlow correspondence that, from the beginning, local branch churches and Christian Science societies in the jurisdiction of a Committee on publication were to take responsibility for financial support of the Committee's work. The Christian Science Sentinel of July 21, 1906, described this responsibility: "It should be borne in mind that this work cannot be carried on without expense, and this expense, when divided pro rata among the membership of the branch churches throughout a whole State, is but a small item for each one, and yet it is as necessary to the prosperity of the local churches as is any other outlay.

A search on Afred Farlow's name in the database containing Mary Baker Eddy's previously unpublished writings yields over 700 documents. Farlow also wrote hundreds of letters and reports to Mrs.

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LOOKING BACK In self-defense Boston, March 16, 1885. She was not only defending herself.

trust It was early December and my daughters' rehearsals for Christmas programs were in full swing. One night at dinner, my middle daughter looked flushed, and told her father and me that her head hurt and her throat felt sore.

For many college students, the month of August is all about rest and relaxation, the last hurrah before returning to school and the vicious cycle of sleep deprivation, exams, and microwave pizza. But for students who attended the 2004 CSO Leadership Invitational at The Mother Church, August was a month of focus, divine inspiration, and spirited discussion.

Extensive media coverage of this year's US Presidential election will soon be relegated to a page in the history books. Millions of words by thousands of reporters, commentators, and analysts will be forgotten overnight.

Some kids want to be a fire fighter, or a police officer, or an astronaut when they grow up. But 13-year-old Adrienne Kerr always wanted to be a ballerina, as far back as she can remember.

Our baby was coming! After praying about our family for several years, my husband and I had been approved as adoptive parents and matched with a baby from Korea. The picture of the tiny boy in the ornate high chair seldom left our hands, and we thought about him constantly—rejoicing in the love, innocence, purity, and joy he had already brought to our lives, even though we hadn't met him yet.

A true story of infertility, prayer, persistence, and adoption—with the kind of surprise ending not even a hollywood screenwriter could dream up. THE CONCEPT After more than five years of marriage, a California couple begins to think they might never have children of their own.