Poems

WAKE!

I prayed for peace, for I had none;I prayed for joy, which had fled.

Always a star leading to Christ

Brilliant but distant,before the wise menon the road to Bethlehem,there wasa star—in Orion, or another constellation?

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Shared reflections

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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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'Twas

The night before ChristmasIs always a very taxing time.

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A choice Christmas

Sometimes when Christmas glitters into viewwe chain ourselves intothe pagan push of shopping,stew of entertaining,and unending fruitless chores.

Enfolded

There's no outside to infinityIt has no edgesand in the radiance of LoveI stand haloed

Spiritual light

Seek it.

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Anthology of classic articles II

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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 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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The mustard seed

Give me, O Lord, a grain of faiththat it may grow, like the mustard seed,to a sturdy plant of Christlike trustand understanding—where healing truths may come to lodgewithin its branches.

Listening

Are you listening, really listening?

Giving's law

Abundance begets abundance:There is no waythat giving can result in lack.

Unconditional joy

Hug your happiness closeTo your heart.

True greatness

Where is the "little child" we would become,the child the Master said to emulate?

In this Book of books

The searching thought opens a treasure,a storehouse of wisdom's words,a record of our heart ascending.