Poems

Yielding

The lofty branches of the treessway beautifully with the breeze;no rigidness do they displaybut gently yield as shown the way.

Eternal Comforter

In the town square with crowds gazing,In the synagogue with hypocrites glaring,In the home with cynics laughing,Christ Jesus healedThe sick, the maimed, the dying.

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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 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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Noble endeavor

Be a sculptorevery dayMold and chisel thoughtfollowing your model,Christ.

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Blessed home

By the tender, all-inclusiveLove that is God,Every moment we are shelteredSecurely in the structure of Spirit'sSafe, warm abode of practical good.

Mary Baker Eddy

Discovered scientific rules for healing;shared them in a book, Science and Health, with feeling.

Glad song*

Soft daysoft morningvalley slipping away in pale greens andmist

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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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.

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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From Conquering hate, enthroning peace

Love's triumph over hate

How can we love when others hate? Prayerful turning to God, divine Love, with the earnest desire to express His qualities under all circumstances will give us strength and ability to do right.

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Gifts

Good ideas are gifts thatjoyfully meet our needs.

Wilderness experience*

New territory,No maps—Not even a star to chart a course by.

"When I consider ..."*

Gases, cosmic dust and debris, black holes,Moving mindlessly in dark, bleak, obscure courses?

I need not react

Fearfrustrationpainted angry wordsin ugly tones.
Nothing I can do or say,nothing I can think or pray,no stalwart stand or anxious actcan alter or affect the factthat I am God's child.

Divineness

"What is that to thee?