There you are sitting in her bean bag chair in the corner of her living room. She couldn’t tell by looking at you but you feel like you’re coming out of your skin because you’re in such anguish.

I remember how you mentally kicked yourself, “Why did I invite my roommate to join us?” You thought the new volunteer at the youth group was interesting. You set this visit up.

You’d been unselfish and inclusive when you invited your roommate along to meet her. You wanted to be open and free about this rather than keeping her to yourself. This was a new shift. You’ve got a new sense of spiritual strength and you’re done with looking for acceptance and affection to fill a void you thought was there.

But are you? Right now you feel completely left out–invisible.

“I would like some attention please, if you don’t mind,” I remember shouting to them in my head. What a fool I was.

You want her attention. You want to share all the spiritual inspiration you’ve gained in your walk with God. You have so much to contribute to the conversation, so much to share!

There they are, talking away about transcendental meditation. They’re really communicating with each other–and leaving me out completely. She is clearly into eastern religions and they are clicking the way I wanted to click with her.

You feel awful. You don’t like feeling so needy again. You start to pray.

I’ll never forget those prayers. You start to tell yourself that you have God. That you know that His love is all you need. There’s no void that needs filling. You are adamant that you are humble. You are patient. You are loving.

I remember how you really turned to God and said from a deep place in your heart, “Oh God, make me so. Help me feel my true worth, my completeness, my holiness, my goodness right now. Take away this pain of wanting–of wanting attention, of wanting affection, of needing anything but You and your satisfying love.”

Moments later, you’ll say silently, “Ahhhh, I’m beginning to feel you now God. Thank you. Thank you.”

A shift is taking place in thought. You begin to feel a divine sense of completeness. You begin to be glad that your two friends are enjoying their conversation. You begin to be happy you had this opportunity to learn more about who you are as a spiritual idea of God.

And by then you don’t want to talk. You don’t want anything to take away the this feeling you have.

She’s about to turn to you and ask the question about spirituality you longed for her to ask 30 or 40 minutes ago. You feel so different now. You feel happy and satisfied. Not wanting to break the peace you feel, you’ll respond with just two words: “I pray.” End of conversation.

What you don’t know now, but you will soon is that this new friend was awestruck by your answer. She’ll tell you more than once when you’re married that those two short words felt dynamic while at the same time being simple and pure, especially after all the talk with your roommate. The power, the simplicity, the spirituality she felt when you responded made her want to know more–much more.

Best,

Mark

When I was ten, I discovered a wart on one of my hands. As a kid who just wanted to have fun, I ignored it, assuming and hoping that it would vanish on its own. Months went by, though, and the wart was still there. My friends started noticing when more warts began appearing on my other fingers. I became so embarrassed that I finally gave up my ten-year-old pride and went to my mom. I sat on her bed and told her the bumps on my hands weren’t going away, and together we decided to call a Christian Science practitioner. (My mom had actually noticed the issue earlier, and had been praying for me, and while she’d suggested before that I work with a practitioner, this was the first time I was really open to praying about it through Christian Science.)

I don’t remember exactly what the practitioner said to me, but I do remember something my mom said that really helped. Always one to encourage writing, she gave me the task of putting “wart” into an acrostic poem that reversed the ugly picture and that instead reflected what was spiritually true about me. The results were: W: worthy; A: angel idea; R: reflection of God, pure and whole; T: true idea of God.

The concepts I came up with in writing this poem inspired me to see myself from a spiritual point of view. This was really helpful, since I was feeling discouraged because my friends would ask why I just didn’t solve the problem with medicine.

My younger sister and I were the only Christian Scientists at our school, and it was hard sometimes, especially when it felt like there was no one who would understand us. One of my best friends had a sister who was also dealing with warts on her hands, and this friend constantly asked why I didn’t use a medicinal method. Each time I would explain to her a little bit about how Christian Science healing works, but I quickly discovered that most kids my age at school hadn’t heard of Christian Science, or that they mistakenly believed it to be the same as Scientology. When I think about the situation now, I realize one of the main things I had to deal with was discouragement, which made me feel I was different from my school friends.

As I continued to pray about the warts, I began to read my Bible Lesson each day before school, and I found that it helped me prepare for my day by first preparing my thought. I not only got inspiring ideas that helped me pray about the physical issue, but reading it also made me feel more confident about tests and other challenges during the day. I started to see my friends as children of God and their comments about my hands as merely expressing concern.

By turning my thought around, I was also able to accept and appreciate the help of the Christian Science practitioner and my mom as we worked together toward my physical healing.

I began to see that I really needed to dive deeper in my thinking and my understanding of spiritual sense, instead of just hoping the warts would go away on their own. One idea that was helpful came from the story of Moses. Before speaking in front of Pharaoh, Moses is told by God to slide his hand into his shirt. When he removes it, his hand looks leprous. Repeating the action, he removes it and it is completely clean again, showing that God is more powerful than the thought or suggestion of disease. ¹

I recall really being able to relate this story to my situation. When Moses’ hand came out completely clean, it showed me that God is more powerful than fear, or the thought of suggestion. Because I was able to relate to the story on a material level (since I was dealing with a fear of imperfection on my hand, as well), it helped put the issue into spiritual perspective for me. It was an inspiring example of how what’s spiritually true can overcome and replace a material picture.

After I took charge of my thought, the healing came quickly. As I dedicated myself to praying, the warts faded naturally over the next several weeks. I was so incredibly thankful for the lessons I learned while praying, even though it wasn’t always easy. This was the first healing where I actually prayed myself, too, instead of just having my mom or a practitioner pray for me. I think more than anything, it helped me become the Christian Scientist I am today.

Now, as a junior in high school, I feel that I’ve been well prepared for any more challenges I may face. Even as time passes, the gifts of healing that God gives us are not forgotten; we can always learn from them. My healing is timeless!

Ben Vaughan loves singing with people, reading the Bible, and writing music that’s interesting and beautiful.  He set ”Blessed are the poor in spirit” to music almost a decade ago, and in 2008 he began leading groups of people in a nine-part sing-along of the complete Beatitudes. Familiarize yourself with this one so you can join in the next time he gathers a group together…maybe at our next Summit. And check back here to learn the rest.  They’ll be posted soon.

That’s a lot more tangible. It made me think of the Bible story in II Kings, where a woman’s husband died and her two sons were to be taken away as bondmen to pay the family debts. Elisha, the prophet, observed that, and asked her a very simple question: “What do you have in the house?” In a way, he was bringing the situation back to a more manageable question of economy. And the little pot of oil that she had turned out to be an almost inexhaustible resource that enabled her to pay the debts ¹

Nathan Talbot: What we have in the house—in our own consciousness—is inexhaustible.

Margaret Rogers: It’s like Elisha was acknowledging her completeness—that she had everything she needed. That’s the way God sees all of us.

Lyle Young: In Christian Science there’s the idea of perfect God and perfect man. Each of us is perfect as God’s image and likeness. Implied in that is the idea that each of us understands our perfection, and understands that sense of abundance. So, it’s not as if we have it but we don’t understand it. We have the understanding too because we reflect that as well.

Mary Trammell: And the Bible is so full of examples of God supplying the needs of those who turn to Him for help. The children of Israel, for years, were wandering in the desert, but they were given quail and manna each day. They were supplied. Think of Jesus feeding the 5,000, men plus women and children, with just a few loaves and a few fish, but he multiplied it. People were preserved through floods, diseases, and what have you, but they had the resources that they needed from God, and from their faith in God.

Michael Pabst: We cannot limit our prayers just to ourselves. Why is that? It’s that selfless element—the selflessness—or as Mrs. Eddy puts it, “the unselfed love” ² we feel in that moment. It embraces, not just ourselves, but our economy, our country—it embraces the world.

Nathan Talbot: One of the challenges is that sometimes people get on to this idea of “Think bigger about things. Let’s expect the greatest material things.” Well, no matter how much we think about materiality being great, it’s limited by nature.

Mary Trammell: So much of what’s in the Bible involves starting with something very small, very modest, and building from there. It’s not more money, it’s not more matter that we need, more resources—it’s fresh ideas from God, and who is the source of ideas but God? Around the time when our children were headed into college, it felt right to all our family for me to quit my job, which was going to help pay for their college education, and become a Christian Science practitioner, and be in business for myself. We didn’t know how it was going to happen. One day it suddenly hit us all, “We could sell our house and buy a little one.” So, that’s what we did, and that helped pay for the education. But again, it wasn’t money that we needed, it was just a good idea, which we felt was kind of like an angel.

Nathan Talbot: Some of that may have come just from your opening your thought to the practice. In a way, your house was growing!

Mary Trammell: We were growing spiritually, and that just had to bring a supply with it.

Lyle Young: We’re recording this close to the time when people in the United States celebrate Thanksgiving, and there’s a pretty direct connection between thanksgiving and the economy. When you’re grateful for something, then your eyes are open to it. When you’re grateful for health, it’s because you’re seeing health—you’re experiencing it. When you’re grateful for the presence of good, in a sense, that’s the healing. And, when you’re grateful for what you need to go forward in serving others more, in a sense that’s the healing.

Margaret Rogers: When my husband and I were first married, we decided to start, in a very small way, to invest some of our money. One of the main reasons was we felt we wanted to invest in good—we wanted to begin our savings plan by really supporting industries or businesses that we felt were doing good—that had a pure motive, and had integrity. Over the years, that has helped us so much during markets that swing, or go down, or you just think, “I don’t know what to invest in.” If you think, “investing in good,” that’s always going to bring a reward.

Michael Pabst: In an article called “Angels,” Mary Baker Eddy wrote, “Never ask for to-morrow: it is enough that divine Love is an ever-present help; and if you wait, never doubting, you will have all you need every moment” ³. When we hear about the economy today, it’s not so much, I feel, a report on what is happening today—it’s much more a prediction of what will be happening next week, next month, next year.
All the gloom and doom we hear about Europe with Greece, and Italy—predicting for decades even, the damage we will have to live with. That’s almost like a diagnosis that can be so devastating. But we don’t have to buy into that. The angels are here today, and they will be here next week, and next month, and in ten years. They will feed the need at whatever time.

We are tributary to God, and to God only, not to the predictions of economists. If we bring our house in order, or realize the goodness we have in our house, that will meet our needs. I’ve seen proof of that many times: in unexpected jobs coming to me when I needed money. When I had no idea where the food would come from, it was there, dependably.

Nathan Talbot: The idea of the unexpected, whether it’s an unexpected job, or whatever, is worth cultivating in our thought. When Jesus needed some tax money, it was found in a fish’s mouth. While the need was supplied, to me what was significant was the unexpected way that it came. Just to open our thought to be willing to be surprised about how God is going to bless us—that in itself can open up some doors.

Mary Trammell: In the article on angels that you quoted from, one of the other sentences says, “What a glorious inheritance is given to us through the understanding of omnipresent Love!” ⁴. Often people think, “Well, so and so is wealthy because he inherited a lot of money from his mom or dad.” The inheritance that really takes care of us is omnipresent Love. No matter where we go, if we really know that omnipresent Love is there, God is going to supply our need.

Lyle Young: Just like the little child who confidently reaches up and puts his hand in his father’s, and knows things are going to be taken care of, that childlike trust is actually a very powerful resource to contribute to well-being in the world economy. Why shouldn’t we expect good if good is infinite? That’s the only logical expectation, really.

Nathan Talbot: Some people might think that when we talk about expectation it’s just kind of a human optimism, but there can be a deeper expectancy. In fact, Mary Baker Eddy says, “Expectation speeds our progress” ⁵, and I don’t think she’s talking about a surface optimism. I think she’s talking about a deep, Christian realism, and that’s the kind of realism Jesus had when he knew the money was going to be there in the fish’s mouth.

Margaret Rogers: I was thinking that’s really the way to best secure your financial situation—to take that time to acknowledge your oneness with the Source. Just to become conscious of how much God loves each individual, and how each one has talents that are essential to the whole. You will always have a place because you are individual and you are needed. To establish those facts in our consciousness day after day is what takes us through any kind of economic scene.

We’re all trying to do our best, sometimes falling short, and always free—even if we aren’t aware of it—to find a way out of what seems to prevent us from enjoying the gifts Divine Love has impartially provided.

Maybe this is the underlying purpose for whatever we end up doing with our lives: to free ourselves and others to experience and share the love God has for us.

After graduating from a Master of Divinity program, I knew I would not be a pastor of a church because I’m a member of a denomination that doesn’t ordain ministers. I had hoped to be a chaplain at a university, but this option also seemed unlikely without ordination and/or a Ph.D. Eventually I ended up answering an ad on Craigslist that led me to a job teaching basic reading and writing classes at a prison, the last place I would have expected to find myself.

Amazingly, I felt like I belonged there…whatever that means. I’m not the first one to feel that there is something sacred happening inside the walls of a prison. Removed from the cares of figuring out what to eat and paying the bills (as unpleasant as the meals and accommodations may be) as well as the many distractions we find on the web or in our phones, some inmates confront ways of thinking and acting which have long gone unchecked. This presents a unique opportunity for important inner work that can lead to transformation.

I could see evidence of this kind of progress within some of my students and later the clients in the re-entry program where I worked to support young men transitioning from their prison sentences back to their communities. But sometimes it seemed like the transformation didn’t happen soon enough or maybe it didn’t stick.

One day as I was skimming a Boston Herald newspaper, I came across an article that mentioned the name of one of my former students. It quoted his sister, referring to how Vernon had been fatally shot that summer, at age 20. It was the first I had heard of this tragedy.

I remembered his innocent, eager eyes and his quiet, sincere manner. He had seemed so earnest, truly desiring to find a way out of the life to which his decisions had led.

While I have a conviction that Vernon has always been and always will be safe in God’s arms because that’s the spiritual truth about his life and everyone’s, the memory of him stayed in my heart long after I moved on from my work at the prison.

Since then I have deeply desired to find an effective way to reach out to young men like Vernon, and something tells me that education and social services may not go far enough to bring about the needed changes in individual character and the community.

When my former boss contacted me out of the blue two years later to ask if I would come and teach a GED class at the prison, I agonized over the decision. I urgently needed work. But something told me this wasn’t the right path for me.

During the decision process I had a conversation with a Christian Science practitioner who has been a great mentor for me, and I told him how I really had come to see clearly that the only thing that would truly bring these people out of prison, literally and figuratively, was a sense of spirituality that would enable them to discover their true identity. And I just didn’t have much interest in helping them in any way short of sharing that message, which I know to be found in the teachings of Christian Science.

I turned the job down. Almost a year later, this mentor unexpectedly contacted me and suggested that I consider putting together a program where I would go into prisons and juvenile detention centers and share a healing message through music and spoken word.

This sounded completely enthralling and totally impossible. Who do I think I am, a Christian Science female Johnny Cash?

Though I do love to sing and did enjoy my preaching classes in seminary, I don’t play an instrument and felt totally intimidated just imagining blank faces staring at me in the visiting room when I tried to say something about God’s love being tangible.

Still, I knew I probably would not be able to escape this spiritually inspired sentence. And when I would turn to my Bible to see what guidance I might find, I kept opening it “randomly” to I Chronicles 28:20: “…Be strong and of good courage, and do it…” Yes, do it. Do it for Vernon. Do it for anyone inside those walls who longs to no longer be locked up. Do it to fulfill Love’s purpose.

That moment in my middle school cafeteria was what I thought of when I first saw the headline announcing Houston’s death. Though I knew vaguely of her more recent struggles with drugs, the younger, more innocent Houston was the star I remembered and had loved. Still, it didn’t take much spelunking online to discover that the Houston who died with a cocktail of alcohol and drugs in her system hadn’t just ruined her life; long before that, she’d ruined her voice.

As a musician, it was this aspect to the tragedy of Whitney Houston that prompted the most despair. Houston’s voice wasn’t just distinctive; it was, as one critic called it, “musical and emotional lightning.” ¹ How could she have been so careless with this gift? It seemed wildly reckless and thoughtless to me—and ungrateful.

Where does prayer fit in at a time like this? Houston’s story is over, a tragedy she scripted herself. Still, I found myself instinctively reaching out to God for answers, inspiration, anything. In the yearning of that moment, here’s what I heard: “Sorrow has its reward.”

So yeah. Not exactly the message I was expecting. But I recognized that thought as part of a passage from Science and Health. When I looked it up, I found this: “Sorrow has its reward. It never leaves us where it found us. The furnace separates the gold from the dross that the precious metal may be graven with the image of God.” ²

And here’s what struck me about this angel message: It was telling me I’d been completely wrong about Whitney Houston.

Everything about the final days, and even years, of Houston’s life seemed to be telling one story. It was the story I’d bought into, even despaired over—the story of a gifted artist who didn’t appear to respect the enormous talent she’d been blessed with. But God was telling me that this wasn’t the real story. Major reality check: This so-called conclusion to Houston’s life wasn’t even the end of the story! The gold—Houston’s gifts, her divine purpose, her God-given mission—remained. It came from God, was maintained and blessed and held dear by God. It couldn’t be ruined or spoiled any more than the purity of God Herself could somehow be tainted.

In fact, the Life that embraced, and still embraces, Whitney Houston is the same Life that gives each of us a sacred purpose and enables us to fulfill that purpose. The blessing God made us to be doesn’t have anything to do with matter—with a material personality, or the privileged (or underprivileged) circumstances of a so-called material life. God wouldn’t create His ideas in their marvelous individuality only to have them so easily thwarted.

This idea does require some faith. It takes a deeply-held conviction in the wholly-good nature of God, and the nature of man and woman as God’s creation, to even begin to grasp the precious, unmarred beauty of each of God’s ideas, regardless of situation or circumstance. But the life of Jesus is our example. He proved what seeing the innate worth of every individual could do to restore or bring out that individual’s irreplaceable purpose, and unalterable wholeness.

In the case of Whitney Houston, as I yielded to divine Life’s version of events and its reassurance that our God-given identity, complete with all its talents, is intact forever, the “dross” of a tawdry material story began to burn away. I wasn’t just praying for Houston, I realized. I was praying for all of us. I was praying to see something beyond the mistakes and self-sabotage and poor choices that would seem to tarnish or obscure all the good we were created to offer. I was praying to see that gold in each of us “graven with the image of God.”

Eventually, I even found myself thanking God. How awesome is it to have a God who loves each of us enough to show us what we have to give, and to protect us in the sharing of that gift. And not just us, but Whitney Houston, too.

Je remercie Dieu pour la compréhension spirituelle que tu as récemment reçu. Tu l’as mis en pratique en aidant ton entourage, leur prêtant de l’argent, toujours être disponible pour eux, et toutes les autres façons que tu as jugé bonnes pour exprimer ton amour et ton attention envers les personnes autour de toi.
C’était toutes des bonnes choses.

Mais en contrepartie, tu te sentais parfois frustré et irrité. Tu es content quand tu aide les autres mais aussi blessé quand les résultats ne sont pas à la hauteur de tes attentes.

Je me souviens d’avoir appris une leçon fondamentale de la Science Chrétienne à ce moment là: partage ta lumière mais ne donne pas ton huile. En bref, n’essaie pas de devenir un dieu dans la vie de quelqu’un.

Je sais que c’est difficile pour toi de le comprendre et lorsque tu as commencé à prendre cela en compte, beaucoup d’amis qui n’étaient là que pour subvenir à leurs besoins ont commencé à disparaître de ta vie. Mais ne t’inquiète pas, tu auras beaucoup d’autres amis dignes de confiance.

Tu as déjà pris un grand tournant dans ta vie. Tu travaillais à mi-temps en temps que maître dans une école primaire. Et ta voisine était à la recherche d’un travail similaire. Sans aucun doute, elle avait besoin du salaire plus que toi à ce moment là. Et un jour, tu as décidé de lui donner ton emploi. Tu l’as présenté au principal de l’école et très vite, tout était arrangé. Tu as quitté ton emploi avec la satisfaction d’avoir aidé quelqu’un.

Je me souviens encore à quel point tu étais heureux ce jour là. Mais le soir venu, c’était plus difficile.

Tu as appelé un ami qui a prié avec toi quand tu étais à la recherche d’un emploi. Elle t’as demandé, « Peux-tu donner ta bénédiction à quelqu’un? » et tu as réalisé à quel point c’était une mauvaise idée d’essayer de faire le travail de Dieu pour quelqu’un, d’essayer de réparer la vie de quelqu’un sans une solide base de prières.

Ce n’était pas facile, mais tu as persisté avec la leçon que tu étais en train d’apprendre. Tu es allé voir ta voisine en tout humilité et avec des excuses. Elle t’as dit que ce n’était pas grave.

De plus, le principal de l’école t’as aussi dit que tu pouvais reprendre ton travail demain et le continuer les jours d’après. J’étais sans mots et je remerciais Dieu car tous m’aimaient tellement qu’ils ont pardonné mon erreur très facilement.

Plus tard, tu as appris que ta voisine donnait des cours à des enfants chez elle. Et elle est encore plus satisfaite avec cela qu’avec n’importe quel autre emploi elle aurait eu à l’école car dorénavant, elle peut s’occuper de sa maison et de sa fille pendant qu’elle travaille.

Cette péripétie t’as appris une grande leçon, laisser Dieu être la source d’approvisionnement dans la vie de tout le monde.

Tu vas continuer de voir à quel point c’est puissant de partager ta lumière- partager ce que tu sais de l’amour de Dieu- mais pas ton huile. Micro-manipuler le bien dans la vie des autres n’est pas productif. C’est bien mieux de laisser tout ces détails à Dieu.

Je t’aime,

Jyoti

Quand j’ai discerné une tentative grossière de sous-évaluer le juste prix du marché de la propriété en question, je me suis fait entendre. Mon intervention ne fut pas appréciée par les hommes d’affaires avec lesquels nous traitions. Je me sentais intimidée et me suis mise en colère.

Tout a déraillé après cela. Non seulement nous faisions face à la malhonnêteté des gens dans cette transaction, mais en plus une soudaine et très imprévue grève des banques s’est déclenchée, en plus des pluies inhabituelles pour la saison accompagnées d’inondations torrentielles, et enfin, la difficulté de communiquer italien.

Et pour couronner le tout, je suis tombée sérieusement malade avec un abcès dentaire et une infection à l’oreille qui me rendaient incapable d’entendre, de manger ou même de soulever ma tête de l’oreiller. J’avais plus peur de me tourner vers un dentiste italien dans ce tout petit village que je n’avais peur de mon problème. Au bout de trois jours dans cet état terrible, mon état s’est soudain aggravé. J’avais l’impression que c’en était trop ne serait-ce que pour penser, sans parler de prier. Je me laissais tenter par l’idée de m’évanouir, bercée par la pensée, « Reste tranquille et endors-toi. »

Puis je me suis rendu compte que dans cette culture-là, c’était exactement ce que l’on attendait des femmes—qu’elles se taisent et restent à l’écart.

Quelque chose au fond de moi s’est rebellé. Et plutôt que de me laisser aller et perdre connaissance, j’ai prié. J’ai refusé d’accepter que mon droit de penser et de m’exprimer puisse m’être retiré. Cette prière était une affirmation de la vérité que j’étais l’idée consciente, intelligente de Dieu—ayant tous les droits et privilèges et autorité, en tant que Son enfant, de parler—et que je ne pouvais pas être limitée par un stéréotype sexiste.

Ma dernière pensée avant de m’endormir fut, « Rien ne peut me dépouiller de mes droits d’entendement en tant que l’idée de l’Entendement. » Puis, rideau. C’était la première fois que je dormais depuis trois jours. Quand je me suis réveillée à peu près une heure plus tard, j’étais complètement rétablie, forte, libérée de la douleur. Pas une seule minute de récupération ne fut nécessaire.

En plus de cela, les autres obstacles qui m’empêchaient de progresser disparurent. Avec la nouvelle autorité spirituelle que je venais de trouver, j’avais confiance en ma capacité d’avoir ma propre voix et de dire exactement ce que je pensais-même en italien.

A mesure que la transaction avançait, il y a eu un changement d’attitude et de comportement de la part de nos interlocuteurs. Il me semblait que le changement survenu durant ma prière avait un impact sur les gens et les évènements autour de moi.
La vente s’est conclue, à un prix juste, durant une pause d’une heure entre deux grèves. Les inondations se sont dissipées à temps pour nous permettre de conclure l’affaire dans un quartier de la ville qui était isolée par les eaux seulement quelques heures plus tôt. Et à la fin, toutes les parties en présence étaient satisfaites.

Quand j’y repense, cette expérience est un peu similaire à celle de Moïse et la Mer Rouge. La mer s’est ouverte et toutes formes de résistance à cette transaction furent avalées. La leçon que je tire de tout cela n’est pas le résultat final. J’ai réalisé le pouvoir qu’une simple prière pouvait avoir-une prière qui fait respecter ses propres droits et la capacité d’exprimer l’autorité que Dieu nous a donné, et cela malgré les limitations auxquelles nous devons faire face. Je n’étais pas la seule à avoir été bénie. Tout le monde- les hommes d’affaires, la banque, la communauté- a été touché par cette prière.

Les Ecritures révèlent l’essence de l’homme et de la femme, l’homme et la femme créés par Dieu ¹. La vraie individualité de chacun d’entre nous est l’image et la ressemblance de l’Esprit, le reflet pur, immuable, complet de Dieu, le bien, et cette individualité inclus aussi notre autorité face aux obstacles que nous rencontrons. Chaque jour nous offre l’opportunité de prouver ceci de différentes façons.

Les stéréotypes sexistes sont enracinés dans le concept que l’homme est une personnalité mortelle, divisée et compartimentée, avec des forces et faiblesses inhérentes. ² Cependant, ce sens de la création avec un Adam et Eve dysfonctionnels est à côté de la plaque. Hommes et femmes ont tout au contraire été conçus pour se renforcer, se bénir et se soutenir l’un l’autre.

Jetons les préjugés aux orties. Et faisons-le à travers une compréhension spirituelle de ce qu’est le véritable état d’homme et de femme. Science et Santé avec la Clé des Ecritures met l’accent sur le fait spirituel que, « L’homme et la femme, coexistant avec Dieu et éternels comme Lui, reflètent à jamais, en qualité glorifiée, l’infini Père-Mère Dieu. ³ C ‘est donc une version unifiée de l’individualité qui peut résoudre les conflits personnels autant que mondiaux.

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