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Church has the potential to bless the entire world, so it’s worth rousing our thoughts about it from stereotypical views of it being dull, conformist, and restrictive, to its real purpose of uplifting and healing. As we weed out any aggressive or subtle mental resistance to the idea of Church, we might feel the need to engage more fully with it, supporting its revolutionary impact on the world.

We thought our readers would enjoy the following article from The Mary Baker Eddy Library. It details ways in which the Discoverer of Christian Science encouraged Christian Scientists to pray about the weather.

Several experiences in my life have taught me about loving unconditionally—acknowledging that everyone is God’s loved child. Here’s one example.

When we or those we hold dear seem engulfed in disease, relationship problems, or financial trouble, it’s tempting to focus on the distressing symptoms and lose sight of the good in our lives.   But Christ Jesus came to teach us a more effective way of dealing with difficulties.

Expressing gratitude is a deeply nourishing practice that brings with it indescribable power. In America, my country, Thanksgiving is celebrated each November by expressing gratitude.

A friend recently asked me, “What’s Christian Science’s view on resurrection?” I’m deeply grateful for his question because it invited me to explore what the writings of Mary Baker Eddy have to say about resurrection as well as to read several articles in the archive of the Christian Science periodicals on the subject.   Christian Science teaches the significance of Christ Jesus’ resurrection from the grave—his rising from and overcoming death (see, for example, the fifth tenet in Mrs.

I rolled the last ball of snow to finish a snowman for our three-year-old son in the front yard of our home. This was a new experience for us, since we’d moved across the country to New England for my husband’s job.

Have you ever glanced in the mirror and seen a blemish, only to find it was just a smudge on the mirror?   My mother, a student of Christian Science, once found a coworker looking in a bathroom mirror, distressed at the state of her complexion. Filled with compassion, my mom told her that she was the image of God.

As a young bride from the Midwestern United States, I never imagined that one day I’d find myself living overseas in a military compound, but that’s what happened. My new husband, a US naval officer, was stationed in the Philippines soon after we were married, and I joined him months later on the naval base.

In the remote area where I live, two days of rain were forecasted, a welcome soak for my newly planted trees. But the forecast was later updated to a nor’easter, a strong storm with high winds.