Poems

THE STILL SMALL VOICE

Not long ago a tempest raged.

THE GATE OF HEAVEN

The time of reckoning was close at handAs Jacob came to answer Love's demandFor equity.

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Shared reflections

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

From Free from Contagion

Bringing our prayers to the threat of contagion

Prayer can lift us out of the swirl of fear, and it can be a calming, healing influence in our communities as well.

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RESURRECTION

The field I reap,The harvest of attainment,The ripened yield that bends with the wind and reaches to the light,Is not the fruitage of a single season.

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WAIT ON MIND

Restrain false fervorbefore words flickerfrom unmeditating lips,before considered paintbrush slipsfrom guidance into unconsidered splash.

ONWARD

Do we, still doubting, stand afar,thinking yet to drawneeded security and warmthfrom matter's fickle law?

"THOSE THAT ARE WITH YOUNG"

So well does your heart knowthe healing touch divine,so true your pure and deep desireto find His hand to guide.

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These books healed me

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on how the Bible and Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy heal.

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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 Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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From Conquering hate, enthroning peace

Love's triumph over hate

How can we love when others hate? Prayerful turning to God, divine Love, with the earnest desire to express His qualities under all circumstances will give us strength and ability to do right.

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A LIBRARIAN'S PRAYER

I asked God in the morningTo use me for His glory,To fill my thought, to form my wordsTo tell the simple story

"WHEN I CONSIDER THY HEAVENS..."

The stars that in their courses moveAre not haphazard motes astrayAlong the vulnerable wayOf time and circumstance.

GRATITUDE

Sky cannotroof insuch rushof summer joy:I hear you shoutin the sudden rainwashing your eyes.

MORE LOVING TODAY

I obeyed , yes, I obeyedin one small thing: My tent was madea little larger.

THE HUNDREDTH SHEEP

He is not lost who, though he stray,continues searching for the way;nor is he lost who wars with sinand prays,and listens and obeys.

GOD'S DAY

Thy sun shall shine forever,light in perpetuity.