Poems

Overcoming shortcomings

Man is nota lowly tillerof sordid scenarios,unneighborly maneuveringsand various other mortal schemes.

Awakening

How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

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These books healed me

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on how the Bible and Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy heal.

From Pregnancy and childbirth

For expectant mothers

The more fully we accept the spiritual nature of birth, the more effortlessly we can demonstrate that nothing has occurred from which one needs to recover.

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I pray

that my thought may a manger be,like the manger of our Lord,welcoming the eternal Christever newly born.

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A measure of meekness, Lord

Give me a measure of meekness, Lord;not a self-degrading whineor moans of falsely modest care.

Star!

That light of hope,That expectancy of good,That certainty of answer.

Childlike faith

My widowed mothersaw her meager earningsas that which God would magnifyinto sufficient supply—as Jesus saw the five loaves and two fishes.

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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Where is God when bad things happen?

Have you ever asked yourself where God is when you’re faced with bad news? We invite you to listen to each episode and discover ideas that spark hope and inspiration.

From Free from Contagion

Bringing our prayers to the threat of contagion

Prayer can lift us out of the swirl of fear, and it can be a calming, healing influence in our communities as well.

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From Church

The demand for church

I like to think of each church that grows up in a community as that community's answered prayer for the presence of the saving Christ—the message of God's love for humanity.

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A little light

It seemed my light was justSo small.

After the children leave home

Miles do not a barrier make orseparate from love; for Loveis ever by our side; embracingeveryone.

Impassable? Impossible!

North, the jagged mountains rise,South, the endless desert lies.

Keynote

No wispy platitudenor simple words of comfortthis great command,

Together with God

I looked at my dear oneacross the room.

WINDOWS OF HEAVEN ON EARTH

Look out—.