Poems

In God's employ

You are the Infinite MakerofYour spiritual creation,Source of thesmallesttolargestmanifestationof Love.
Forgiveness doesn't perpetuate ignorance,carelessness or cold disdain.

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Anthology of classic articles II

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From Living the Lord's Prayer

'OUR FATHER ...'

The Lord's Prayer sparks the recognition that divine Love is always with us.

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Resurrection

"Behold,What manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us,That we should be called the sons of God.

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WHAT'S IN A NAME?

Not frustrationbut fulfillmentof our highestaspirationsis promised allwho name the nameof God as Love.

Three purple crocuses

I'm walking around the neighborhood trying to clear my head.

FACE TO FACE

Even as I watch,the willowbends a branchto meetits imagein the pond.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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A spiritual approach to mental health

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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 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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MANY WATERS

Cannot quench love,Neither the floods drown it.

Spirit's kind

How carefully the world concealsthe holiness that Truth revealsin every heart by Love defined,in every one of Spirit's kind.

Purpose

Kings and queens may ponder,Agnostics shake their heads in doubt.
Some folk said you mightnever laugh again.
We fly overempty landscapesof destructionand sail closeto catastrophicscars of change.

NIGHT FLIGHT

The sky was ablaze with beauty,The cities were dripping with gold,But my heart was almost on empty.