Poems

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:

Turn toward the light

Look at that flower, so beautiful and bright.

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Shared reflections

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles or download the audio.

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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My neighbour

My next-door neighbourIs a lighthouse.

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Summation

Constant, purposeful,Principle controls the way:firm, abiding strength.

Welcome, daylight!

He who makes the day to dawnnow dawns in us anew;Each sacred thought, each treasured word,brings day* to see us through.

My prayer

God, help me express Your glory—Respond to Your call—In quiet prayer and gratitude,In kindnesses to all.

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A spiritual perspective on politics

We've gathered a variety of guests for this series, each with wonderful spiritual insights and proof that these spiritual ideas are effective—even for something that looms large, like politics.

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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 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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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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Retirement

The heavenly-minded never "retire"Like the mortals of this world.

Death's travesty

To think thatmancould ever be putbeneaththesod;whenmanis unborn,the image, the likeness of God!

What I would like to do

What I would like to do is start again:Be a more faithful servant,Put first things first,Render unto Caesar and to God the appropriate things,Love myself enough to love my neighbor well.

VIVA!*

My neighbortore my trellis down:It lay there broken,all dark brown.
Once, my soulthrough gloomy roads was walking.
O, perfect Father,You never fail to smile at me.