Poems

On being prayer

Right now at this momentI need not travel to the Father.

Two angel hands

As one thought may direct two hands, which workas one, which make and cleanse, combine, defend,refine, ward off, tie down, make smooth, enclose—so does the reach of gratitude merge withobedience to Principle, which graspsthe facts of real being, holds them firm.

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A spiritual perspective on politics

We've gathered a variety of guests for this series, each with wonderful spiritual insights and proof that these spiritual ideas are effective—even for something that looms large, like politics.

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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To love means more,Much more,Than giving warm embraceOr voicing deep concern.

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I am healed!

How beautiful the words, "I am healed!"Joy-filled heartsthanking God;practitioner and patient togetheron Horeb heightsing praisefor Truth revealed.

Love's tender reign

The meadows of childhoodhint glimpse of infinity.

Just a minute

God never saysanything like that.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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

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 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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Correction

Birth is not beginning.

No need for grief

I do not need to grieve for you, my friend;you are the shining of the Light that never dims;Soul's song cannot be silenced nor unsung.

Demonstration

Leaning on staffs earned yesterday,advancing through present proof,I find the same familiar rod—perfect, eternal truth.

I hear the upward run

of sweet-sap springtime.

"It never was"

"It cannot be," "It never was,"Yet error lingered on,'Til Love divine dissolved the lieAnd "never was" was gone.

"Night airs"

The night is full of the soundof tinny transistorsplayed in the dark by the lonelywho lie in their beds, sleepless and sad,seeking comfort in quizzesand pop and a friendly voicerecounting the dire, the deadlynews of the worldas it spins to another dilatory dawn.