Poems

Reflection

In the quiet stillnessOf my thought at rest,There will I know Thee,Lord, forever blest.

Security

Within the covert of Thy wings I rest;No human shelter can include such peace.

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Shared reflections

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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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Security

Within Thy shelter, Love divine,No evil thoughts assail;In Thy pure presence, peace is mine;No error can prevail.

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The Staff

Discouraged sense would sometimes try to talkOf labored efforts and far-distant goal,Though step by step I pray and strive to walkThe path our Master trod from sense to Soul.

The Victor

"Lord, if thou hadst been here," she said,"My brother had not died,"Forgetting that he raised the dead,Walked on the waves, the hungry fed,The sinful sanctified.

God Requires the Past

Our God requires the past of manIn His eternity:No time for death or woe or sinIn His domain can be;

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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.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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From Conquering hate, enthroning peace

Love's triumph over hate

How can we love when others hate? Prayerful turning to God, divine Love, with the earnest desire to express His qualities under all circumstances will give us strength and ability to do right.

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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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Exhortation

When on some lane that seems to have no turning,To reach its end our best has not sufficed,Try then to feel, with those whose hearts were burningUpon that twilight road, the presence of the Christ.

Home at Last

Down the paths of a dream long deadA man's sad heart goes wandering,So sunk in its piteous ponderingThat the very light of his day is fled.

The "still small voice"

When first I heard the "still small voice,"I did not heed its gentle plea,But went my wayward, willful way,Rejecting signals sent to meBy Love, the Father-Mother, God,Who shields from harm and mortal lureThe child that in realityHas never been aught else than pure.

Perception

Without a sound the fog moved slowly by.

Rest

There is rest for the bird that eagerly homeward is wingingIn the quiet of even—sweet rest from his soaring and singing.

His Angels

There fought with him at PenielA man till dawn, so Jacob said,Who named him then as Israel,And left him, safe and comforted.