Poems

HE SENT HIS WORD

"Why are ye fearful,O ye of little faith?

THE ANSWER

Long may be the answer comingBut in Mind's unfolding year,As a dove's unerring homing,Sure's the proof that God is near.

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Anthology of classic articles II

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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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THEN HEALING CAME

I longed for healing for my child,.

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AGELESSNESS

Yesterday youth ran away—flung to the wind its pride, and sobbed and cried;then ran away and left mein maturity, and I cried, too—it was the only thing that youth could do!

HIS FATHER'S BUSINESS

Let our dear children find their way As Jesus did on that far day, When at the age of twelve he knew His place was in the temple.

CHRISTMAS REVELATION

There fell from my eyes"As it had been scales.

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A spiritual perspective on politics

We've gathered a variety of guests for this series, each with wonderful spiritual insights and proof that these spiritual ideas are effective—even for something that looms large, like politics.

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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 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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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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HIGHER ATTAINMENT

What blessed my brotherblesses me impartially as dawnthe highest peak, and then emblazeshidden beauty in another.

THE COMING OF THE CHRIST

That night, sudden singing:so that, tonight, in Cape Town and Atlantashepherds awake!The wondrous laser beam,for all its special properties,piercing between moleculeshas not that certain way with lightthat can shine dayinto a heart's or a world's night.

MODERN IDOLS

Within the temple of my worldly thoughtThe idols, mute but of imposing mien,To which a daily sacrifice I brought,Were ancient Baals in a modern scene.

LET GO AND LEAN!

To lean upon the sustaining infiniteWill bless usOnly as we lean full weight, wholeheartedly;If leaning means inclining only—With drag of matter holding back,With but irresolute finger-touch on Spirit—Then Love's sustaining is denied.

THE INHERITORS

We found the handwriting of a husbandmanIn the residuum of his farmhouse and his farm,Left here in husks—and in perennials.

CONCEPTS AT CROSSROADS

Their god is dead?