Poems

Spirit's season

Under the snow,cradled in dark, richsoil, a seed sleeps.
Help us to understand that peaceable kingdomsare truly possible, well known to You.

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

From Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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STORM STILLING

When our "little ships" seem tossed and beaten,Overwhelmed by tempest's tear-filled tantrums,Let us dress downThe winds of willfulness,The seas of suspicion,The waves of weary worry.

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The Donkey of Damascus

One time, Jesus went to Jerusalem for the Passover feast.

reflection

If you look in the mirrorand see something imperfect that's not you,then know that blemishes are never really true.

Revelation

Love's lawwritten in each heartandheard in angel messageisshown in living reflectionandseen as heart-shinewhichlike sunshinecannot be extinguished by clouds.

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A spiritual perspective on politics

We've gathered a variety of guests for this series, each with wonderful spiritual insights and proof that these spiritual ideas are effective—even for something that looms large, like politics.

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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 Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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From Conquering hate, enthroning peace

Love's triumph over hate

How can we love when others hate? Prayerful turning to God, divine Love, with the earnest desire to express His qualities under all circumstances will give us strength and ability to do right.

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Now? Really? How?

The past spits guilt.

poetry landscape

I won't choose the tattered one,made from the dull and repetitiouspattern of mortality.

A MEMORY

I watch the trees,I watch them sway,like ripples on a tranquil pond—a pond in a distant place.
Dost thou "love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind"?

CLASS INSTRUCTION

Broader scope.

THE TENDED GARDEN

The seed of spiritual awakening,