Poems

MY REVELATION

I may not use my brother's sightTo see my path ahead;I need to see by Truth's clear light,Not borrow light instead.

ON AWAKENING

Help me, dear God,Not to resistThe truth in any way.

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Anthology of classic articles

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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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THE MEEK

Blessed are the meek.

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THE HELPFUL WORD

How was the Word given?

HUMILITY

Humility means receptivity,Ready and eager to acceptFrom Love's great store,Not letting human will or prideShut fast the door.

MIND'S PRESENCE

The Mind that is omnipotentIs ever here to bless,Remove the sting of wrong intent,Transform the wilderness.

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Anthology of classic articles

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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.

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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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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REWARD

Only the pure are happy;Only the just have peace.

PEACE

I sought peace —Found it elusive,Ran to pursue it,Endeavored to claim it,Then to blame it.

A READER'S PRAYER

Humbly I thank Thee, Lord,For this Thy gift of service.

IN HIS STEPS

In His steps He leads meUpward, outward, onward.
I read again these pages,thin and stained,where tears of repentance fell;and tears of joywhen all the vast uncharted labor of the yearsfound chart and compasshere.

REFLECTION

I know that God is Love, because one loved me,Spoke the word of comfort, dried the tear.