Poems

The Spoken Word

The spoken word, inspired by love,And blessed with kind intent,Is strong to save, and lift aboveThe earth, the penitent.

Secret Prayer

I crave a higher sense of TheeThan poor thought-models would allow,A purer consciousness that feelsThy holy presence here and now.

Audio Collection

Changing your world

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series—and discover how your prayers can make a difference in the world.

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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Let Earth Bring Forth

I ask not other time or space,God's time is now; here is His place.

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Safe in God's Care

Art anxious, thou, belov'd of God?

Heavenward

Now closer to the Christ divinely driven,More patience as the constant race is run,A sin destroyed, a cherished wrong forgiven—The way to heaven, harmony, begun!

Availability

To-day a tiny window in a closèd houseWas opened.

Audio Collection

Anthology of classic articles III

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

Audio Collection

Shared reflections

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles or download the audio.

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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Aspiration

The flying swallow spreads his wingsAnd spurns the earth, as skyward bentAnd on some certain mission sent,Soars unconfined by lower things.

The Ageless Song

From topmost boughs of ancient trees a layOf liquid music, flowing melody,Poured forth from dawn to hush at close of day,Filling the air with joy and harmony.

Floral Apostles*

When in our thoughts sweet flowers bloomThey make green gardens out of sorrow grow,And banish gloom.

Gratitude

Gratitude is uncomplaining,Never counting cost of loving,Never asking or requiringMore than to acknowledge blessing.

Unity

I have one all-inclusive duty—one,And only one: to testify of Thee.

Security

As Jesus stole into the quiet reachesWhere no strident surging of the multitudeCould penetrate;So shall my faith, in quietness and confidence,Retreat from hate,Wrapped in the royalty of sonship.