Poems

New light

We never really went there—to discord, disease, or dangerdismay, loose ends, or angerout into the coldall alone.
Thank you, God, for loving me.

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Anthology of classic articles III

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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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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.

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Christmas Morn

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

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Listening

Love's voice is not silent.

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Where is God when bad things happen?

Have you ever asked yourself where God is when you’re faced with bad news? We invite you to listen to each episode and discover ideas that spark hope and inspiration.

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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 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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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.

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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

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!