Poems

Not to worry

To worryis to believe that Godis not goodor not always goodor not everywhere goodor not good enough.

Alleluia!

Praise God!.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on a spiritual approach to healthcare.

From Church

The demand for church

I like to think of each church that grows up in a community as that community's answered prayer for the presence of the saving Christ—the message of God's love for humanity.

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In Him I live

God is my Life.

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If I could rewrite the Bible,would I outline an easier plan?

Closer to God

The Word is always there!Tender human care and touchMay support us in some trial or dark despair,But it's God's love, the Father-Mother's love,The universal strength of Truth,That brings us home,Home to the Science of the Christ—The Comforter we all may share.

Where is He?

When you're aloneAnd no one's home,God is there.

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Anthology of classic articles II

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Anthology of classic articles II

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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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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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One Comforter

"As one whom his mother comforteth,so will I comfort you;and ye shall be comforted in Jerusalem.

A grievance healed

A grievance,refrigerated in a cold, cold heartmelts in grateful tears,when we open, at Christ's knock,the icebox door and let in the warmthof our Father's tender lovefor all His children.

Innocent!

Here I am, Lord!I'm just a little child.

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