Poems

Loyalty

"And thou wast also with the Nazarene!"O word of accusation, richly fraughtWith honor! What those loving hands have wroughtEnwraps the servant; sheds o'er life and thoughtThe halo of that matchless life serene.

Our Guest

He came unto our home one eve, alone.

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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.

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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Peace

Heed but the voice of Truth—thy peace,Like the flowing river, shall not cease:Flowing from God, its endless source;If through thy consciousness it course,And thou bar not the channel pure,Thy peace—Love's peace—shall be secure!

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Prescience

The wise men in the East beheld a star,And journeying onward felt new glory's scope,—A wisdom, and a mission, and a hope,Transcending heights whereon time's altars are;And coming down the years they kenned afar,As something seen far-off, a mountain-slope,A risen radiance, as when dawn doth ope,The vision of a fadeless avatar!

Kindness

Kindness , a breath of blissful peace,From heart to heart sped on its way,Bringeth the joy of heaven today,And maketh the din of earth to cease.

Divine Allness

O Truth divine, descending as a dove,Thy voice a presence, breathing forth Thy loveIn heavenly song, expresseth good from TheeTo all who seeking light find liberty.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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Freedom

I met my comrade in the way,And scarce I knew his face,So changed it was from grave to gay,So lit with light of higher day,So touched to nobler grace.

Prophecy

In God's good time the sunlight clearWill flood our paths with gleaming gold,And all the griefs of yester-yearIn gladness and great joy unfold:White blooms will spread their fragrance farO'er wide, wide fields of wrong,And sober woodland silencesBreak into silver song.

Sand, or Rock?

A certain house was builded fair to see,With massive walls and stately towers,Which through the passing sunlit hoursEchoed the sound of joyous minstrelsy.

The Awakening

And can it be but yesterday the Magdalene was I?
The worm that clothes the monarch spins no flaw,The coral builder works by heavenly law.

God is All

Life has become so sweet,Each day with joy I greet,—God is my all.