Poems

Unwavering truth

Markedindeliblywith linesso straightand signs so brightforour obedience,

Recital

God is performer.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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A LIST

I plan for my future:A college degree,A house in the country,One child—why not three?

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Substance and evidence

I seek what I long forthrough faith in its comingfrom Mind who creates it—who inspires that faith.

Waking thoughts

May our loving God be proven nearer,May my view of Him be clearer,And my fellowman much dearerThan yesterday, to me.

God's gifts

As you listen to Him as Mind,You may suddenly remember where you putyour shoes and socks.

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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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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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

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 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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Truth knows

the only and actual.

At-one

Ice melting in the morning sunflows to meet a rivulet—flows to meet a river—flows to meet the sea.

Self-abnegation does not mean

suppression of what you.

Yielding to God's way

There is no pushnor shove in Love,no human willin "Peace, be still.

Recompense

O aching heart, from self now turn.

A prayer for one far-off

This is not releasing, flinging out,a human thought, a message of my love,whirling over the earth's curve,or through its crust and magma,nor launching out a wishto the vagaries of wind,fragilities of hope,gestures of human ritual.