Poems

THE ROAD TO JERICHO

Dusty the road, in the heat of day,The road leading on to Jericho!Stripped of his raiment, by robber's blowWounded and faint, the traveler lay.

INSPIRATION

Let me keep the windows of my thoughtClean, clear, and bright,That the sunshine of eternal LoveMay enter and lightMy candle of inspiration.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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NOT SERVANT, BUT SON

We seek You, Love,As ever we must seek to know our source.

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THE WATCH

Like some sleep-fighting child, I cling to fear,With rest more close than hand-reach at my willOnly by bidding pain-nagged sense be still,Grasping the far-sought gift that lies so near.

EXEMPLAR

What may Thy servant do this day, dear Lord,To win a weary traveler to Thy door?

QUIETUDE

Let me be so quiet, Lord,So near and dear to Thee,That I can hearThy still, small voiceWhispering truthTo me.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on mental health—and find hope, even healing.

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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.

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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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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RED ROCK

She sat beside this sea long hours;She saw its many changing moods—Changing with those of sky and clouds.

"UPON THIS ROCK"

"Before the crowing cock has stilled his voice,Thou shalt have thrice denied me.

IF WE BUT REALIZE

We must bewarewhen we condemnunless the very snarein which a brother's fallenbecomes our pen.

HURRICANE HOURS

The hedge rose held against the blast,Above the frail fence bars,Reflecting Love's omnipotenceLike firmament of stars.

FORGIVENESS

Father , forgive themThe mocking words, the scornWhich fell upon the faithful sonWho gave his allThat those who heard might know Thy truthIn resurrection morn.

JESUS THE CHRIST

He was not trapped by human birth,Son of a virgin, Jesse's rod.