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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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

From Free from Contagion

Bringing our prayers to the threat of contagion

Prayer can lift us out of the swirl of fear, and it can be a calming, healing influence in our communities as well.

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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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Changing your world

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series—and discover how your prayers can make a difference in the world.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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

From Living the Lord's Prayer

'OUR FATHER ...'

The Lord's Prayer sparks the recognition that divine Love is always with us.

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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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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.