Poems

Surety

When our dear Master healed,He did not say,"This will take time to yield,A week, a day.

Sonship

The why of all my seeking has been found.

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Get to know God: The “omnis”

Listen to gain deeper insight into the four “omnis”—omnipresence, omnipotence, omniscience, and omniaction.

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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Soaring

Forgot I seemed, with none to careWhat blackness and what grim despairBecame my lot.

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Healing

When one has felt the influence of Love,Emerging from his earthly, finite shell,To touch the hem of Truth's own robe, 'tis wellThat he should ponder deep those things aboveEarth's understanding, seek to find the sourceAnd fountain-head from which has come to himThat peace which passes understanding, dimTo mortal sense.

Now!

Our God shall wipe away all tears,Smooth furrows from the brow,Assurance give in place of fears,Not afterward—but now.

Morning

"This is the day which the Lord hath made.

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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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Anthology of classic articles III

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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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From Overcoming grief

What death does not do

We go on gaining moment by moment in the understanding that God is the only real Life.

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Today

I wake and greet the morn with thoughts of Thee,Knowing Thy ever-presence leadeth me.

Invitation of the Reading Room

To the tired travelerOn the dusty road,Wearied by the toiling,Burdened by the load,There's an invitationTo a feast divine;There's a voice that's saying:Stranger, come and dine!

Today

The day the Lord hath made is here.

Taught of God

Teach me to hear Thy voiceAmid the voices.

Home

Home is the consciousness of goodThat holds us in its wide embrace;The steady light that comforts usIn every path our footsteps trace.
As from the fitful sea the Lord returns,The sick folk press him close, and many poor,With others sad and weary, seek his help.