Poems

Luster

God gives us His purposeto permeate our livesas oil saturates the woodof your mother's mahogany desk,enriching, preservingand making it shine.

Beyond these walls

Always you were here,and now you're not.

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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 Safety

A safe refuge

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

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You are loved always

"Good night!"she would saywith the warmest assuringas she tucked in snug blankets,

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Come all

God of all love—of goodness.

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Beholder's eye

Bright sightGod's gift to allNot just some favored onesBright sightNo Adam-fallHas blurred the vision of God's sons.

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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

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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 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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Again, again, and again, and again—I was sinned against.

Satisfaction guaranteed

No "desert place"no incompleteno running—where?
Daily I asked God to show me just howI could let my child go.

More than just waiting

Patience, more than just calm waiting,more than suffering throughuntil good comes,patience, like the bud of a rose—beautiful in itself—holds the kingdom of heaven within,turns to face the light of Truth,and blossoms into fullnessas the warmth of God's loveshines upon it.

A portrait of the Artist

Long before we knew Him wellHe knew all of us:He was master of formand metaphor

Where I find God

Through a shaft of moonlight,or sunlight making "diamonds" on the snow,Through a child's bubbling laughteror an adult's quiet glow,Through the satin sheen of a tulip's petal,or a hummingbird'sattraction to the nectar deep inside.