Poems

Calming the terror

They said:Wherever you travel, sudden terror might come.

Self-forgiveness

No moments of failure,when something was lost.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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The touch of God

When sounds and scenes of harsh, cold hateWould seem to blast all good away,The touch of God subdues the rageJust as it did in ancient days.

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Breaking news

What can I bring to you in this moment?

Niche filler

"Each individual must fill his own niche in time and eternity"—Mary Baker Eddy, Retrospection and Introspection, p.

In the illusion...

Of color, race, culture and taste,isolated isles that cherish space,such "-isms" yield under divine embrace.

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These books healed me

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on how the Bible and Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy heal.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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Bringing our prayers to the threat of contagion

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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 us be with God

Let us be one with grace,as we awake each day.

Grains of sand

I have been in this place beforewatching waves crash to shore,each dissolved into foam swallowed by the sand,but never did I notice it is the beachthat keeps my feet dry.

Love shows the way

Sometimes things do not turn outJust as we had planned.

Love's place

In the place where lovelives, there are onlyopen doors.

How Christ comes to us

I do not care ifChrist comesThrough e-mail,Phone calls or letters rare;Just so I receive the cure.

Silence

Silence like soundwashes interior spaces