Poems

God knows no matter, weight, or height,No favored color of skin or hair,For Him there is no skin of blackOr white or brown or red or fair.

A Thought

The Bible is like a flower.

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Anthology of classic articles

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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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IN YOUR HANDS

Father, help me to hold themnot cupped in my hands,grasped between fingerspulling throttles, holding reins.

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PRAYER

Thank you, dear Lord,for this amazing nowthat celebratesall good as possibleand all that's possible as good.

GOD'S DESIGN

God's design is absolute,free of a single flaw.

COUNTDOWN TO SUNRISE 

I lie here quietly.

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Anthology of classic articles

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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.

From Pregnancy and childbirth

For expectant mothers

The more fully we accept the spiritual nature of birth, the more effortlessly we can demonstrate that nothing has occurred from which one needs to recover.

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From Freedom from addiction

LOST AND FOUND

I saw that in order to find my life, I had to first lose it—that is, lose all sense of life as material.

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THE NEHEMIAH ATTITUDE

Think you're coming down with something?

THOUGHT EXPANSION

The All-God is your very Mind and Life.

"CAST OUT THE BEAM"

Recalcitrant, the human will blocks—unrecognized—the pure vision.

MY WAY?

"He maketh my way perfect"—that's what David said.

ROUND US ALL

God's little one,they tell me you are bad—setting fires, stealing money,lying, kicking, screaming.

BE GONE!

Be gone!You liar—For my Father knows nothing of youAnd what presence have you here?