Poems

Reflection

Even in the darkest hour,The moon still reflects the light of the sun.

Where your treasure is*

The heart blooms in the renewing wonder of flowers opening.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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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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The seeker

What is His will?

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Protocol

I've talked a lot to God — too much.

Miracle*—

Not like summer's falling stars—splendid, chancy,few and far—that's not whatGod's actions are.

Our songs to God

People have been writing songs praising God for a long time—the Bible has a whole book of them called the Book of Psalms.

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Anthology of classic articles

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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From Pregnancy and childbirth

For expectant mothers

The more fully we accept the spiritual nature of birth, the more effortlessly we can demonstrate that nothing has occurred from which one needs to recover.

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One with God

"Martha, Martha, thou art careful and troubledabout many things.

There is no alone

I sit by myself in the quiet roomyet not alone,my Father's here.

Still

Nothing can disturbman's calm reflectionof God's perfection.

In unity

Putting selfish "me" awayAnd humbly asking as I pray,"Let me be one with God today"—Opens blinded eyes to seeAll one with God in unity.

Who is this man?

"There cometh a woman of Samaria to draw water:Jesus saith unto her, Give me to drink.

Untapped potential

There is seed that falls on fallow ground,*Seed that lands upon the rocks,But the seed that has the least hopeIs the seed left in the box.