Poems

FROM EARTH TO HEAVEN

He said.

GOD'S WILL

"Thy will be done.

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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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THE READER SPEAKS

I am God's instrument of strings.

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PRAISE BE TO OUR GOD

Praise be to our God,He who is Light,The Life, the Soul of all.

EASTER MORN

Glad Easter morn!Within thy promise sweetNew hope is born.

RIGHT PATHS

We need not walk in worldly ways,where ills and woes abound.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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 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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The opposite of somethingnessIs nothingness—A cipher posed against infinity.

CONSIDERING THE LILIES

Give me new garmentsTo clothe inspiration.

"LORD, SAVE ME"

I seemed to be adrift upona fearful, anxious sea,where winds and waves of false beliefsdeluged and frightened me.

A CHILD'S MORNING PRAYER

Dear God, I thank You for your loveOn this new day.
His will and work is done!Gone forth the holy WordUpon receptive soil.

SPIRITUAL BREAKFAST

At dawn I sit with precious books at hand,Material senses hushed and clamor stilled,As hidden truths unfold at Love's command,When thought is cleansed from mortal servitude—This is my spiritual breakfast, my true food.