Poems

TENDERNESS

God's Word, when it is purely spoken,Transforms the mind or spirit broken,And even when the words are fewTenderness Love's work will do.
Heart of mine, be still and bringTo the feast an offering.

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Shared reflections

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles or download the audio.

From Place

"The secret place of the most High"

We learn in Christian Science that God is infinite Truth, Life, and Love and that He imparts to His creation only that which is completely beneficial.

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Clothe me in Your spirit, Lord; my own is worn and thin.

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REFLECTION, NOT YEARNING

We need not yearn to bless or to be blest.

YOUR FATHER HEARS

God listens to our silent prayers;No mortal din can dull His ears:Our daily needs the Lord supplies;Our grateful praise He always hears.

WHO ARE YOU?

IDENTITY is not to be from there or here— from nation, race, profession, place, from poor, from peer.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on a spiritual approach to healthcare.

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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 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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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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SAFETY

Is it the soft, encircling arm Cradling tiny babe to breast, Or even the branch that keeps from harm Fledgling in the hedgerow nest?

PERMANENT ADDRESS

WHERE do you want to live?

THE BURNING BUSH

Still in the lone, the desert place There grows the bush that burns with fire And yet is not consumed; no trace Of heat or smoke has singed its spire.

A LESSON FROM MICHELANGELO

He was the greatest sculptor of them all.