Poems

Testimony of healing

At first he felt stranded,Like a small boat, mast tipped,Lying in mud at low tide.
I walked a stony path,stumbling, sliding, bumbling blindly,clumsy-footed, vacant-eyed,all murky thoughts within.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on a spiritual approach to healthcare.

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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God's day

We must not always watch the clock,for God does not set a timewhen we should love;that time is now.

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The single eye

If thine eye be single.

I will live

So free me, Lord, that I may live to love,that I may live to praise, may live to showto hungry hearts the Life more plentifulthan mortal man can ever dream or know.

No laughing matter

Learning about God and manis a serious business:it is not to be taken lightlyor in an offhand way.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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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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Awakening

What joy to wake and seeI live in the edgelessallnessof infinity.

Second thoughts on baptism...

I hadn't known it was all there—all that honesty, all that innocence

Turn the page!

Turn the pageis love's aim—no backward glanceto outgrown scene.

The loving Father

Father, it's Your childthat sleeps on my knees,peacefully restingwhere sounds can't disturb.

Toe tapper

Well, I'm going!and go, my way, I do.

So sure am I

So sure am I that God is goodand does His care provide,that I can always, ever knowthat He will be my guide.