Poems

Our Brother

As we take our daily steps through sunlit pathsOr shadowed ways, intent upon our goal, perchanceUnheeding, thinking only of the tasksWhich seem to crowd upon our days,And planning, weighing all the thingsWhich still somehow must needs be done,Oh, may we learn to pause and liftOur thought above all selfish care,Lest in our haste we might pass byOur brother, standing there!
Thou nameless one to Jacob friendThat wrestled through the night's dark hourAnd smote the sinew of a thoughtThat long had held him in its power,Come thou with light to my dark hour,So it may vanish with thy touch,And I behold in Truth's clear dayThe knowledge of a better way.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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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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Love's Beam

I cannot lose the beam of Love.

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There is an overtone of judgmentin that tender invitation,"Ask, and it shall be given you.

Salvation

Far off seemed victory, though bravely sought;And here, the tempter in the shade of thought,Nodding in soft intent its evil head:"Don't suffer any more—try me instead.

Man Lives

Man does not live by bread alone.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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Where is God when bad things happen?

Have you ever asked yourself where God is when you’re faced with bad news? We invite you to listen to each episode and discover ideas that spark hope and inspiration.

From Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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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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Trust His Might

Be not lonely—filled with sorrow—You who have some loved one gone.

Assurance

How can I be of little faith,Or doubt Thy holy Word,When sweeter promises than ThineMankind has never heard?

Deep Desire

Dear Lord, of all the gifts Thy treasury holds,I seek that rarest boon, above all price,The one I long for most of all,The understanding heart:To know the need, unvoiced, untold;To give to hungry hearts the foodOf hope, love, and compassion;To reach beyond and free those bound by pride,Yet bruised and broken;With tender love, tact, and devotionTo break the bread of Truth,And show to them the tender careOf Father-Mother God,Which satisfies all longingsAnd brings to them true consolation.

The Watchful Plowman

The one who points reproachfullyAnd turns to ask,Loosens his grip upon the plowAnd leaves his task.

Listener

What shall I listen for?

The Healing Came

Alone and ill and fallen far from grace,She read these words within that quiet room:"Love's presence fills all space.