Poems

Luster

God gives us His purposeto permeate our livesas oil saturates the woodof your mother's mahogany desk,enriching, preservingand making it shine.

Beyond these walls

Always you were here,and now you're not.

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From Living the Lord's Prayer

'OUR FATHER ...'

The Lord's Prayer sparks the recognition that divine Love is always with us.

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You are loved always

"Good night!"she would saywith the warmest assuringas she tucked in snug blankets,

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Come all

God of all love—of goodness.

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Beholder's eye

Bright sightGod's gift to allNot just some favored onesBright sightNo Adam-fallHas blurred the vision of God's sons.

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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 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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Again, again, and again, and again—I was sinned against.

Satisfaction guaranteed

No "desert place"no incompleteno running—where?
Daily I asked God to show me just howI could let my child go.

More than just waiting

Patience, more than just calm waiting,more than suffering throughuntil good comes,patience, like the bud of a rose—beautiful in itself—holds the kingdom of heaven within,turns to face the light of Truth,and blossoms into fullnessas the warmth of God's loveshines upon it.

A portrait of the Artist

Long before we knew Him wellHe knew all of us:He was master of formand metaphor

Where I find God

Through a shaft of moonlight,or sunlight making "diamonds" on the snow,Through a child's bubbling laughteror an adult's quiet glow,Through the satin sheen of a tulip's petal,or a hummingbird'sattraction to the nectar deep inside.