Poems

Unfoldment

He worshiped at Minerva's shrine, and drankFull deep at the Pierian spring.

Omnipresence

There is a quiet hush at early mornBefore the noises of the day are born,When skies grow pink; a little wandering breezeJust stirs the branches of the nodding trees;While through the gentle quiet may be heardThe morning note of some new-wakened bird.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on mental health—and find hope, even healing.

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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Babylon (The Gate of God)

Oh , weary ones who sit by rivers full of memories past,Your gladness fled, your hopes seem dead, your tears are flowing fast,

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No Night

Here in the clear sweet morning lightWhere are the cares that thronged the night?

Revelation

To-day I faltered;But Love placed beside my handA rose,That I might touch the petals,Breathe its fragrance,Rich with a message from His garden fair.

Launch Out!

Launch out into the deep,Fear not, nor doubt;His hand upholds thee,His love enfolds thee,Launch out!

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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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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 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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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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Our Homeland

A fair and unknown country lies before,One which our mortal feet can ne'er explore.

An Angel Song

I know the way, I cried, I know!Up, up I ran—untilA waymark cautioned me: This isThe path of human will.

To a Friend

God love thee, dear,And speak to thee;Touch thee with His fire;Unfold in thee the richness of thy being;Give thee thy desire:Fine loveliness, strong joy, rare purity—All that now thou art in Mind, so may it be!

Building

I builded me an house.

Surrender

When thou canst say, and truly mean it,E'en though with bitter tearsAnd aching heart,"Thy will be done,"And look away from the materialInto the singing presence of thy God,Thou shalt find light and peace and plentyAnd rapture such as thou hast never dreamed,And the radiance of His unalterable beingWill illumine every simplest act of thine.

Gratitude

How wonderful, that God is here,That Life and Love are ever nearTo lift the mists of mortal sense,And bring to light Omnipotence!