Poems

Because she knows

Mother's calm,though night will fallspreading darkness over all.

Prayer for peace

Oh God,help Hagar stop her weepingand Sarah begin to laugh once more.

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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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I heard God call

I lay on an altar, Lord,To subtle and foolish sin.

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Certainty

There's only one Mind, now.
No waiting room here!Waiting for what?

just today

just today, I saw a smile,a smile that melted mountainsand lifted ancient handsto clap in breathless chorus,a smile that bore the ages powerto strip the guilty shadowsand wash the earth in light.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on mental health—and find hope, even healing.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on mental health—and find hope, even healing.

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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From Place

"The secret place of the most High"

We learn in Christian Science that God is infinite Truth, Life, and Love and that He imparts to His creation only that which is completely beneficial.

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Desert trek

"Come to the desert,"Said a friend to me.

Joy

Dear Father—My joy does not dependUpon where I amOr what I do.

Wandering home

To fulfill thy mercies, we waitOn angel thoughts aglow.
Let no man take your joy from you.

A rose

I picked a single rose and placed it in a vase.
These orange ones piling into red split the stillness of this post-dawn fog and tell me of the loosening that must come in our lives: