Poems

An angel at midnight

Throes of thought,screaming for attention,cut the midnight silence.

"Who teacheth like him?"*

I've learned when healing comesIt's like the Beatitudes understood.

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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 Conquering hate, enthroning peace

Love's triumph over hate

How can we love when others hate? Prayerful turning to God, divine Love, with the earnest desire to express His qualities under all circumstances will give us strength and ability to do right.

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"The Lord is risen indeed, andhath appeared to Simon.

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Back-street Christ

"No, it's not too late to walkto where no hands, no lies abuse— to wander openly, to talkof hopes to free, of fears to lose.

Stings

Angry words stung like the hornets whose nest was stirredby a broom held all wrong,as a boy swept the porch, his job that day,and I shouted to make my point heard.

Wake up! Wake up!

Have I been thoughtlessly so long sleeping—Losing the bright, sparkling, first love and joy,Resting on laurels long grown dim,A figure of apathy, ardency thin?

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Changing your world

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series—and discover how your prayers can make a difference in the world.

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A spiritual perspective on politics

We've gathered a variety of guests for this series, each with wonderful spiritual insights and proof that these spiritual ideas are effective—even for something that looms large, like politics.

From Faculties indestructible

MAN'S DIVINE HERITAGE

Man's divine heritage as the son of God is not a promise, but is the present fact; it is one's true state of being.

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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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The angels of my life*

My angels wear no wings—except the wings of Loveto bear me upabove the stony pathand help me soar.

I fill the void

Right where a yawning void stares you in the face—loss, failure, and desolation,where nothing seems to thrive,where there seems to be no way out—right there am I.

The lad

Did he catch them himself—those two small fish?

Altogether lovely

God is good and mercifulbecause He is that bright and intelligent Love,seeing, feeling all that is true.

Righteous thoughts

Real thoughts—thoughts from God—are good to share.

Painless dance of life

Thank you, God, for Truthand Love that vanquish pain,for Life that wakens meto blissful dance again.