Poems

Then and Now

Had I lived in the town of Martha, Little, far off Bethany,In the days when the Master journeyedFrom his native Galilee,Would my house have been one to lodge himWhile he talked and supped with me?

Prayer for the New Year

Dear Father, blessed are the yearsWhich still unfold, in which to prove The nothingness of sins and fears,Thy allness as unchanging Love.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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Sing of Peace

MARY held the babe, and gentlySang of peace.

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Joyous Singing

When the Christmas bells are ringing All my being answers, singing! Singing softly through the twilight, Singing gladly of the Christ-light! Singing for the wrongs forgotten; Singing for the good begotten; Singing with a cadence holy, Singing with a spirit lowly!

We Are the Lambs

We are the lambs.

Unfoldment

The precious road to freedom is the way;Now dipping into shadow, thence to soarInto the light, it reaches for the day.

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Shared reflections

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Where is God when bad things happen?

Have you ever asked yourself where God is when you’re faced with bad news? We invite you to listen to each episode and discover ideas that spark hope and inspiration.

From Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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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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Restoration

I Found the glorious truthThat ever makes men free,When bowed by grief and lossOn sorrow's Calvary.

Prayer

How often mortals plead through barren yearsThat Love may enter and dispel their fears,Yet cling the while to selfish, stubborn pride,Which holds the door fast closed, with Love outside!

Michael and Gabriel

As in the wilderness, when Jesus said,"Get thee behind me, Satan," evil fled,And in that place, erstwhile so dark and sinister,The angels came unto our Lord to minister—

The Father Cares

O Thou , bereft on a barren wayOf mortal sense, in the heat of day,Be not dismayed by seeming snares,Trust thou in Him, for the Father cares.

I Met a Shepherd Singing

I met a shepherd singingAs night drew downLike a tattered shawlWith its edges torn.

Consolation

Father , shed Thy light around us,Let us feel Thy presence near;Let not mortal sense confound us;Heal us of all doubt and fear.