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Even before the horizon hints of a blush or the early finch pierces the silence, before I steal my first peek at the day He is come! His voice—the very first, before the others stir—whispers to me just whose son I am, and why only good is in store for today. He’s my song in the shower, my patience when my son sleeps late; the loving guide for the hand that butters the toast.
I suspect God has a trampoline And a sunshine machine. But that’s not all; Pray tell, a bell, A river of tumbling stars For a waterfall.
It has been said, We enter the Kingdom of Heaven, one by one—alone. Not true.
Deep within the heart this song is born. It may not first be known as words, but rather felt as resonance, response to a holy stirring.
Waves higher than seen before .
If life seems to push and pull, rush me fast away Interrupting and distracting, planning, fretting, timing, tracking Then whom do I obey? What’s my stand this day? God is straight before me. God is all about me.
The Christ is calling: urging you on shining through clouds of conventionality setting your sail toward the boundless reality that is your home. Your heart is complying: rising in the strength of Spirit* yielding to the power of Love accepting the course of Science that leads to eternal harmony.
The nursing home said, “We look for points of light. ” “That’s nice,” I thought, wrestling with numbness in my thinking, while I saw only frail minds with bodies sinking.
I think above the maddening crash of waves against the shore Must be a voice so calm and clear, roll on for evermore. As life it seems must follow path and cannot go astray, So tides must rise and change their mood, their master to obey.
Beautifully serene, always undisturbed amid any “jarring testimony of the material senses,”* the Christian Science nurse with transparent purity, with “clear sense and calm trust”* administering imparting tenderly caring, is radiantly demonstrating God’s healing love. — Johe West * Science and Health, p.