Poems

Colloquy

God, I don't know where I'm going—I'm so lost!

The cup and the wine

Christ offers the cup and we take itwillingly, knowingthe wine would escape through our fingerswithout the cup to contain it—a cup shaped and deepened and polishedby life's daily challenge and victory.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on mental health—and find hope, even healing.

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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Prayer for an infant

Father, let my infant understanding grow,Strong in the spirit of Truth.

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To God's messengers

Our lives are often lit by the lampsOf other people's kindness,So when hope grows dimThey kindle it afresh:Like warm, shaded lamps,Afloat in the dark poolOf an uncurtained room,They beckon us homeward.

A willow by the watercourse

I remember the sapling we planted—So slender, fragile and small.

Like rare jewels

Spiritual ideasLike rare jewelsStartle!Tumbling, polishing,Refining, truthTransforms.

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Shared reflections

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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 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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From Overcoming grief

What death does not do

We go on gaining moment by moment in the understanding that God is the only real Life.

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Lighthouse—my house

The sea is dark.

His nearness

God's nearnessdoes not comeand go.

Remember Hagar?

When waterfor herself and sonwas spentin a desert placeHagar weptnot seeingthe here and nowof supply.

On course

Father, tame my restlessness,The urge to move too fast,Reluctance, also, to listen.

Beautiful names

In the New Orleans twilightshe called her boys at playbeyond the wrought-iron fences—"Strawberry, Pleiades, come to supper.

Preludes

Long before the graying eastern skyreveals the coming dawn,the birds know;