Poems

Wilderness

Fear-blinded, Israel's childrenrefused to accept the facttheir Canaan was so near,and so they wanderedyear after year,an aimless, indecisive band,because they would not heedCaleb's report of milk and honey,but chose to believethat Anak's giantsruled their Promised Land.

Listening

Once, winds of evil's vague geometriesBlew past, blew in, to weave a shrieking netOf legion errors.

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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 Overcoming grief

What death does not do

We go on gaining moment by moment in the understanding that God is the only real Life.

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Amen

"Amen!" we concludeBefore we begin:"Our God is Love.

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Show me!

Shinelight of Mind—Dispel for meall thoughts unlike Thine own.

No dark places anywhere

Once some sunbeams got to talking together.

Worship

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These books healed me

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Shared reflections

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles or download the audio.

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 Safety

A safe refuge

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

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Don't give up

Lord, lately I've feltI'm flying in a holding pattern.

A circle of harmony

What eyes"Eyes.
I understand.

Abundance

Am I believing—mistakenly—in limited good?

Our green pastures

Blessed are wewhen our needis greatest.

Demand and supply

There is no waste in Mind's infinitude.