Poems

THE WILDERNESS

Oh , let us gladly tend and cultivateOur little corner of the wilderness,Uproot the weeds and briers that possessThe ground—the bitterness, self-will, and hate—Sow gentle herbs of grace and then awaitTheir burgeoning that shall so richly blessAll who may pass that way with the largesseOf universal love, compassionateAnd wise.

WHEN WE KNOW THAT GOD IS LOVE

When we know that God is LoveAnd worship Him alone,We find that Love melts prison wallsMore adamant than stone.

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Changing your world

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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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I hold with none who thinks not work a boon,Vouchsafed to man that he may aid his kindWith offerings from his chisel, wheel or loomFashioned with loving hand and loving mind.

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THE TOUCH DIVINE

Poised on wings of filigree,Patterned with deft artistry,Poems are such fragile thingsIn their flight.

GOD'S LIGHT

God's Word, a lamp unto our feet,Forever points the way:It leads from fear and darknessTo God's unending day.

PRAYER AT DAWN

Father , I thank Thee for my daily bread.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

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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 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 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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INDITING

"My heart is inditing a good matter.

TEACH ME GENTLENESS

Teach me, Father-Mother Mind,Thy gentleness,The way to bindWounded ones, or strayed,Or those my own.

"IN THE SECRET OF HIS TABERNACLE"

Salvation leaves no room for fear or dread,For light and strength are his who trusts the LordAnd knows that He will do what He has said:Reveal His dwelling place of sweet accord.

QUIETNESS

In quietness of prayer,Like a dove,Wings the heavenly thought:"I am Love.

DEMONSTRATION

The star shone on,Undimmed by error's long chaotic night:The lashing storms of mortal mind could notObscure the light.

SEEK AND FIND

The throngs that sought the Master eagerlyWere met with love; not one was turned away.