Poems

Fed by Love

Love is raining down, pouring out, pouring over.

Dawn of healing

Turning,The earth brightens.

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Changing your world

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series—and discover how your prayers can make a difference in the world.

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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The longer run

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

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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.

"God is Love"

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

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A spiritual approach to mental health

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on mental health—and find hope, even healing.

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Shared reflections

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles or download the audio.

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 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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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.

Jacob's ladder

Heaven is here—in this place,the Comforter come.