Poems

Who moved?

Since God is infinite and fills all space,Can I ever be in a lonely place?

Bonding

Separated from You, God?

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Anthology of classic articles III

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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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The key

My grief seemed inconsolable.

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Forgiveness

When taut thoughtsRipe with revengeWould tempt me,Arguing arrogance,Pressing, probing,Spreading insinuationIn my path,Shall I assent, and say,There's time to worship God another day?

Good news

Have you ever had such good news—truly sweet, surprisingly good news—to tell a friendthat you were burstingand then.

Right where you are

Declare it for yourself right where you are— the presence of goodness the language of prayer.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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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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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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Submerged in troubles,I thought I knewWhat could lift me up.

Teachable you

Jesus joined Simon on the ship and asked him to"thrust out a little from the land.

Riches

Me?

Trust's humble hand

"Art thou Ziba?

There standeth one among us

But what went ye out for to see?
Blow winds of God,Blow clean and strong,Blow every subtle breath of wrongAway!