Poems

The Practitioner

I would not seek to guide the way for others,Except in deep humility I walkThe narrow way of truth and noble purposeAnd with my heavenly Father daily talk.

The Breaking of the Day

I prayed that God would teach me how to pray—To open wide my eyes that I might seeThe full intent of what the Master soughtAlone with God in deep humility.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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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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A Prayer

For this I strive: more wisdom to attain,The wisdom born of Love and Mind, which makesOne able lovingly to guide; to gainMore tenderness of heart, for this it takesTo comfort them that mourn, that hold as realTheir past mistakes or sigh for other years.

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"The Lord is in this place"

The one who passes wearilyThe long, dark night aloneMay pause to praise where once he madeA pillow of a stone.

Noontide

Man never changes; always he reflectsComplete and perfect qualities alone.

Go Forward

Have done with all the yesterdaysWhen evil ruled the hour;The dawn is great with heaven's goodAnd Truth's almighty power.

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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.

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These books healed me

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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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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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The Secret Place

My life is not a fleeting breath,Subject to accident or fate;Confined within false walls of sense,Where mortal terrors lie in wait.

Call to Duty

Work without respite,Child of the day,Life has no momentsTo squander away;Hearts are still hungry,Eyes are still blind,Feet are still tryingThe straight path to find.

Cast Out the Beam

THE mote that's in thy brother's eye, And looms so big to thee, Is but the shadow of the beam That dims thy power to see.

As Thou Hast Made

FATHER, who made the earth and heaven, Who guards and guides creation, all, Lead me to recognize Thy realm, Wherein men neither fail nor fall.
How buoyant rises gratitudeFor cherished boon, long sought;For granting of a dear desire,Or blessing in our lot.

Protection

He who guides the seagull's flightHigh above the waters blue,Shall He not, by day and night,Guard and guide and cherish you?