Poem August 2, 1969 Issue

MIND'S CONFRONTATION

Elsie Hill Ainsworth

Trusting,
I wait with expectancy
the certain answer,
"This is the way;
walk ye in it."

Following,
I hew to the line of Principle,
letting the chips fall
where they will.

Cherishing
my oneness with Him,
I remain steadfast,
my feet planted in Christ.

Mind's confrontation
brings harmony out of chaos,
dispelling illusions
with the certainty of love
and abiding peace.

Elsie Hill Ainsworth

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