Poems

How oft, asked Peter, shall I forgive the brotherwho has sinned against me?

GOD'S HOUSE

A timeless symbol, Bethel was the hauntOf angels, where God's ladder was let downPerpetually—the church of first renownWhose angel choir intoned its sacred chauntAscending and descending.

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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 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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"As yet I am as strong this day"—brave wordsAt fourscore years and five, but Caleb's trustWas not the argument of spear or swords,Which finds its final recompense in dust.

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OBEDIENCE

"Launch out into the deep,"The Master prayed,"And let down your nets for a draught.

FORGIVENESS

Clear-shafted let forgiveness shineAnd with restoring rays defineThe self, untouched, robust, and tender,Of both offended and offender.

THE GIFT

What do I have to feedthe world's great need?

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Anthology of classic articles II

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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These books healed me

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on how the Bible and Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy heal.

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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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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THY WAY

Teach me to love Thy way, O Lord,The way of Life so freeThat every habit, every urge,And every tendencyMay lead away from mortal senseTo immortality.

WEDNESDAY EVENING MEETING

"There am I in the midst of themWhere two or three are gatheredIn my name.

THANK GOD

They will not lift, whatever you do,Those clouds that overshadow you?

CONFIDENCE

Learn not to smotherWith the human love,Little mother,Those you wish to help.

"LORD, I BELIEVE"

"Lord , I believe;Help thou mine unbelief.

AWAKENING

I cried : "Dear God, why dost Thou pass me by?