Poem September 25, 2006 Issue

'The truth shall make you free'

(Letter to a Christian Science practitioner)

Bonnie MacDonald

Moved with compassion . . .
you met me where I am
(not where I thought I was).

You took me by the hand
and never let me go.
Beheld me as the
apple of His eye . . .

You saw the me
I couldn't seem to see myself
and held me in the secret place
I'd really never left.

You knew me face to face
with God,
embraced in Love,
untouched by time,
until there was not one speck left for me to see
save Soul's radiance mirrored back at me.

Amazed in grace.
Unblemished.
Spotless.
Free!

—Bonnie MacDonald

(See John 8:32, Mark 1:41, Deut 32:10)

Enjoy 1 free Sentinel article or audio program each month, including content from 1898 to today.

Send a comment to the editors
NEXT IN THIS ISSUE
Article
HEALING—A CHILDHOOD BEGINNING
September 25, 2006
Contents

We'd love to hear from you!

Easily submit your testimonies, articles, and poems online.

Submit