Poem June 8, 2020 Issue

An angel message

Suzanne Goewert

Beloved—sweet child divine—
I am with you; “thou art mine.”*
Fear not that disturbing picture,
no matter how awful that scene
or supposedly hopeless it seems.

You are not on that playing field:
As Mind’s all-divine idea, you’re
protected from deception and lure;
as Soul’s complete, all-pure effect,
you’re preserved, perpetually perfect.

This all-good, heaven-sent inspiration
bestows wisdom, freedom, dominion.
I ask only a lifting of thought—to see
you’re really right here, secure with Me.

—Suzanne Goewert

*Isaiah 43:1

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