Poems

Inviolate being

Like the bush that burnedand was not consumed,I've sometimes felt myselfengulfed by flamesof affliction and fear,yet utterly untouchedbecause of who and whatI really am—the forever child of God,invulnerably spiritual.

Blessed, Thine

Delighted, Father-Mother, becauseI am gratefully pondering good today,Considering how You, dear source above,Enrich me, that I mayKnow my being deep in Your love.

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From Living the Lord's Prayer

'OUR FATHER ...'

The Lord's Prayer sparks the recognition that divine Love is always with us.

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Love gives

Love doesnot subtractor dividein giving.

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How close is God?

Every second of every dayI snuggle close to God.

Song

Sing to me,gentle "breeze" of God,comfort my sadness,bring peace to my heart.

Answered prayer

The family's all split up these days.

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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.

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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From Place

"The secret place of the most High"

We learn in Christian Science that God is infinite Truth, Life, and Love and that He imparts to His creation only that which is completely beneficial.

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Several months ago, three representatives from The Mother Church attended the National Advisory Council Meeting of the American Bible Society in New York.

All one

Too long we moved alone,Lack in our sense of life,Not realizing Father-Mother GodIs also Husband-Wife.

Youth

I found my youth today.

Instantly

Today in our world it must be instant!Instant cereal, instant hot water,Faxed, rushed, by wire and courier,With harried pace.

Clouds

When thunderclouds appearI think of man.

Mary and Martha

In a time of great hustle and bustlesuddenly the thought comes to me thatI'm being too much like Martha—not simply sitting stilland listening to Christlike Mary.