Poems

Must I forgive?

"Lord, how oft.

Serenity

Serenity is notresolute repressionof the dissonancesbut expressionof the calm beyond the senses—an opening out to Spiritand making no concessionto the nipping, testing clamorof the daily little foxes.

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Shared reflections

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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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Of Love's steadiness

My heart was resentful:Why?

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No fallow time

There is no lying lowor idle misadventurefor God's beloved.

Trial and triumph

What's the difference betweena serpent and a rod?

Have you prayed today?

What do you do with your time every day?

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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.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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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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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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An evening walk

It was the sharpness of the hostile crythat startled me as I walked;a moment passed before I realizeda missile had been hurledwith that mindless shout—an egg, the next streetlight revealed.

Forever fact

We are notan exceptionto God's ruleof perfection!

To a practitioner

Like some tranquil poolwhose quiet depthcatches and holds,in unruffled image,the tresses of the trees,

Universal love

Love all, always?

No end

Birth never really crossedmy path of immortality,wrapped me in matter,hedged me by time,nor caused me towander in space.

Inspired vision

No form ofinflated evil guisecan long withstand