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Channels of thought

Spirit, God, gathers unformed thoughts into their proper channels, and unfolds these thoughts, even as He opens the petals of a holy purpose in order that the purpose may appear. —Mary Baker Eddy, Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, p.

On the rock

The storm roared LOUD. The rock felt SO small.

Claim freedom!

No need to feel forever trapped by years of wasted time and effort brought to naught. Shut out bleak images of barren days gone by and what they’ve left undone.

Silence error’s rap

When error speaks, nothing’s really said— just a mindless voice playing in your head.   So hold tight to what you know is really true: the intact, perfect man that God created—you!  Then every fear-filled thought  will surely cease to be,  and you will know that nothing   can invade your harmony.

Trust in You, God

You direct my day:    where I walk, what I say. You govern my every move,    so Your fullness I may prove.

Always home

Not orphaned, alone; existing in perfect Mind you are always home.   — Christian Pascale.

Disciples’ feast

He waits on sandy shores. They fish the Sea of Galilee until he calls—  Morning’s over, nothing’s caught— cast your net on the right side and gather multitudes.

God is our All

Glory be to God! Who knows all that we need. The plan of everlasting Love Guides us to proceed Upward in spiritual thought— The angel message leads.

Forever child

You are the child of God— child child child of God— not grown-up of God or adolescent … infant … embryo millennial, baby boomer, or anything else of God but child innocent pure spiritual perfect fresh vibrant receptive trusting joyful completely cared for and watched over every moment of every day and every moment of every night forever forever forever child of God — Jennifer Ann Gordon.

The evidence of the answer

We’ve walked around this lake countless times, telling stories; sharing hopes, jokes, and discoveries; taking turns to comfort and encourage and, at times, offer each other a healing balm. Oh, the stories this lake could tell! Once you asked, “What is Christian Science?” I paused.