Poems

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.

Fed by Love

Love is raining down, pouring out, pouring over.

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Where is God when bad things happen?

Have you ever asked yourself where God is when you’re faced with bad news? We invite you to listen to each episode and discover ideas that spark hope and inspiration.

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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Dawn of healing

Turning,The earth brightens.

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The longer run

Do you recall your first ambitions—fireman, president, policeman,driver of a garbage truck?

Reality

Whatever the evidenceseems to be—I will acceptwhat God knows of me.

The mirror

Looking in a mirrorI see only me,Not a scary monster,Or a mango tree.

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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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 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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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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"God is Love"

What can I say of the love I experience now, for it continues at this moment to grow and reveal itself?

Revelation

The Word of God brings only light,But light allows reflection;And thus is Love's infinitudeRevealed in man's perfection.

The fruit of the vine

The grapevine of gossipproducing its juicysour grapesandintoxicating self-justificationcan never supplantthe Christlytreading of the wine pressandthe fruit of the Spirit—the wine of heavenly inspiration.
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Easter morning

Faithful, wondering Mary, lingering on,Your last loving ministry for him not done.

The marvelous moment

The me that is not me, struggles and strains.