Poems

Horizon

Look yonder.

What do I ask when I pray?

What man.

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Anthology of classic articles

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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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Steadfast Love

Steadfast Love,that's what You are,my Father and my friend.

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Thought for raiment

These children weavethrough the warp of my prayerskeins of what they really areshuttling through my heartfrom tree house to closetfrom faucet to swingsfrom attic to cellarmy loom all day long singsImmanuelImmanuelImmanuel—not demandingI unthreadthis handiwork of hometo tabernacle with God—but letting all I dofor His little onesenlarge the borders of loveseamlessly.

That's entertainment!

What a terrible party!I had invited into my home.

Land of promise

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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From Pregnancy and childbirth

For expectant mothers

The more fully we accept the spiritual nature of birth, the more effortlessly we can demonstrate that nothing has occurred from which one needs to recover.

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Home at last

I strayed.

Fruitage

As in the fieldit is not merely the vast plans,the seeds themselves, thefencing, the marking offthat bring the bounty—

Mustard seed of faith

Could anything that seems so smallwhen planted deep withinhave rootswhose shootsspring into trees—home for birdlingsshelter from breeze—spreading outto hold securemy doubting heart?

Wherever I may sing

Place me, Lord, where I belong,Wherever I may serve You best;Wherever I may sing Your songIs where I'll find my happiness.

Arrival

Patience is needed in the journeyThe departure uncertainThe path unpredictableOur progress rocky, scattered with stones

A promise kept

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you:not as the world giveth, give I unto you.