Poems

Angel space

Make space for angels—Walk with them, talk with them,Sing to high heaven with them!Then let them whisper to you,Telling you who’s with you:The angel of patience, the angel of grace,The angel of kindness, the angel of peace,The angel of laughter, the angel of joy,The angel of healing, the angel of love,The angels who brought the newsThat Christ is here, now and forever,And that we too are the children of God.

Refugee Christmas

Mary and Joseph were refugeesFleeing from hatred and fear.

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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.

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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Is it just about a decorated tree,or glitter of wrapped gifts for you and me?

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Song of David

we cannot hearthe harp of David

Lord, Love, Shepherd

Lord, Love, Shepherdembraces me in care.

The walls must fall!

In every nation, men have fought   for human liberty;And since God’s justice must prevail,   then all men will be free.

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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.

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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 Freedom from addiction

LOST AND FOUND

I saw that in order to find my life, I had to first lose it—that is, lose all sense of life as material.

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Universal love

Our Father has no favorite child;His fullness and His graceBelong to all, and everyoneIs held in Love’s embrace.
Wake to your sense of original innocence,Honor the joy there, the beauty, magnificence,Banishing thoughts of anxiety, ugliness,“Worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness.

No great red dragon

Whoa, great red dragon!You sure look big and strong.

Prayer

At evening I would pray to Thee,When shadows round my pathway fallAnd the betrayer greeteth me,Some erring sense material,And fear and hate around me throng.
The antivirus scan complete, there’s a notice on my screenCongratulating me that my computer is now clean.