Poems

Seeking God's grace

Father creator,Your glorious dawn unfolds.
Like him, desire, pray, seek,In his same words, with heart made meek:"Lord, what wilt thou have me.

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From Faculties indestructible

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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Our Father's house

The children are strong and wise,Their vision is clear.

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Breath of heaven

Did the lightning frighten,the thunder offend?

A healing peace

Raging wind uproots treesdashes waves against the lakeshoreleaves chaotic piles of rubble.

God's care

None of our effortsto strive for goodcan ever be in vain.

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Get to know God: The “omnis”

Listen to gain deeper insight into the four “omnis”—omnipresence, omnipotence, omniscience, and omniaction.

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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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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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A psalm of thanksgiving

Let me give gracious attention to You, my Light and my Father;Let me bow down my attitude in recognition of Your grandeur.

God's is the glory

I had admitted and acknowledgedthat the kingdom was God'sand the power was His.

Joy, with gratitude!

Stirred, thought risesfinds the Comforterlight-wingedfast-forwarding.

I hear a deeper strain

It was longI sang the songof my fathers.

Pure gratitude

I have been delivered intactfrom many a fiery furnace—some hotter than others—thanking and praisinglong after deliveranceLove the deliverer,who then gently reminded methat pure gratitudecontains no slightest beliefthat there ever was smell of smokemingled with the sweet fragranceof Love's all-presence.

God's graceful message

For yearsunwearied by your welldoingfaithful over your few thingswaitingoh so patientlyfor your reward—