Poems

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,

Audio Collection

Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

From Free from Contagion

Bringing our prayers to the threat of contagion

Prayer can lift us out of the swirl of fear, and it can be a calming, healing influence in our communities as well.

View other Collections →

There was fear, then growthfrom faith to understanding,blotting out belief—the neat delete of every ill.

Write for JSH

Inspired by a poem? Consider writing and sharing your own! Find out more by visiting Writer’s Corner.

Write for JSH

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

Smooth stone

The story of David and Goliath again.
To God compose a song of joy;To God make melody, Whose arm of strength does wondrous things, Whose hand brings victory!

Audio Collection

Anthology of classic articles III

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

Audio Collection

Get to know God: The “omnis”

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

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.

View other Collections →

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.

View other Collections →

Write for JSH

Inspired by a poem? Consider writing and sharing your own! Find out more by visiting Writer’s Corner.

Write for JSH

DIVINE OPERATION

Inexorable light of Love, you probeWith laser fingers crannies of dark thought,And blazon shadows into radiance, strobeWith ultraviolet light—by no eye caught—Drab stone of habit till its surface flaresWith purple streaks, bright sparkles, crimson glows.

Hand in hand

My Father softly called to meAs I was rushing out the door,"Won't you stay beside MeFor just a minute more?

Refuse to want

"Resist," said James, so.
Don't give in to error,frustration, fear, or terror.

Choose!

Do I face it     or just go with it?
Let me tell you about the most famous ten rules.