Poems

Perfect reflection

Looking deep into the reflection in the lake and taking a head count,nothing was missing.

perfection . . . now!

not a single thoughtful,purposed,well-planned,right eventis ever spoiled,delayed,or miscarriedin continuous Life.

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Changing your world

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

From Place

"The secret place of the most High"

We learn in Christian Science that God is infinite Truth, Life, and Love and that He imparts to His creation only that which is completely beneficial.

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New light

We never really went there—to discord, disease, or dangerdismay, loose ends, or angerout into the coldall alone.

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Thank you, God, for loving me.

Advent

Welcome, blessed Christmas light,pure God-light of understandingshining in the heart of thought,bringing new messages of hope,renewing trust, awakening love,redeeming friendship's sweetness.

Christmas Morn

Blest Christmas morn, though murky cloudsPursue thy way,Thy light was born where storm enshroudsNor dawn nor day!

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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

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Anthology of classic articles III

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

From Faculties indestructible

MAN'S DIVINE HERITAGE

Man's divine heritage as the son of God is not a promise, but is the present fact; it is one's true state of being.

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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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Delete all spam

Even the e-mails

Listening

Love's voice is not silent.

Our Way-shower

"I can of mine own self do nothing.

Christ my refuge

O'er waiting harpstrings of the mind     There sweeps a strain,Low, sad, and sweet, whose measures bind     The power of pain,
There was fear, then growthfrom faith to understanding,blotting out belief—the neat delete of every ill.
You protect meI give thanksYou love meI spread the loveYou make me joyfulI make others joyfulYou send me messagesI listen to Your angelsYou give me peaceI don't interrupt itYou guide meI follow