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The mailman might laugh— " 'A cup of cold water'? Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy, p.

She lashed out at me so suddenly hurt and resentment threatened deep wounds. Quickly! Quickly I put my armor on! And then I thought, "I'm not what she thinks I am.

When our mental waters are roiled by buffeting winds screeching of mortality, do we let fear sink us in a sea of despair or, listening for Christ's "Be not afraid," which stills the storm, find ourselves on healing's shore? Barbara L. Kelly.

eternity is always moving always continuing always active ever present NOW eternity is unimprisoned unlimited unbounded unending Now Time is a life sentence: Beginning, during, end. Subject: mortal man Predicate: mortal life— Period.

No change of circumstance or scene, No "if" or "but" or "might have been," Can bless me more than I am blessed. Uncircumscribed by human plan, Right where I stand, dear God, I am Your child, forever Soul-expressed.

The true identities of you and me live as pure drops within a boundless sea of spiritual good—in Him who fills immensity. Each is a child of God, at rest in Him, embraced in Spirit's substance, held within the light and warmth of Soul, untouched by sin.

structure of pure all-embracing Spirit! dynamic (never static!) Truth floodtiding Love vibrant freshflowing         overpouring ceaselessly                 encompassing and cherishing—                                                   exemplified                                                   worldwide                                                            mankind beloved without edges.                    no chosen race                    no coldly classed noncitizens                    no half-belonging access                        through some tie of                                     bloodline                                     land     or                                     language— Principle divine! the undergirding force is  infinite pure good!                                                   brothers                                                   equal in Christ, Truth,                                                   endless individuality                                                           everywhere in harmony.

No sign, no zodiac have we, No false dependence on the stars— Our heaven, perfect harmony, Surrounding us right where we are. For Life that is, and always was, Originates identity; God governs all, and what He does, As His reflection, so do we.

Far deep where only my heart's eye can see, rests spiritual intuition; that center point which sees harmony so inevitable, discord so impossible. Existing discoveries root safe in the eternal core, and those unborn are assured of blossom.

Never would we stand apart nor criticize our brother with a twisted limb. Then this one's need (why don't we recognize?) to make his way back to his Father's field, however falteringly, and there to yield and see man's origin with purer eyes.