Poems

The blossom that is you has many petals (more than can be counted), each delicate and pure and in its place; their essence is so beautiful that we know it is God, Love, who enfolds the ever-perfect whole, unfolding—unlike the material rose—forever. Think often of this spiritual bloom, and the lovely pattern of your lifework will help bring heaven *  to any place (within, without, and everywhere), that all may see and delight in the glory of God's work.

Of all the thoughts, questions, that pass before and during a Sunday School class, one alone I hold very close, for it recalls the reason I chose to shepherd these little ones. How will they learn? What will I say that will endure with them long beyond this hour—this day? How will they learn, indeed, to pray, to use this Science that meets all human need? Mind, God.

Along broad brushstrokes, Soul erases pain; Along your waiting, stirs Her artistry. And you are hushed to see Soul's likeness gain— And you are whole to prove Her mastery.

Our Saviour saw no mortal flaw; he beheld with vividness unparalleled God's perfect child, undefiled, intact in spiritual fact. Through reliance on Christ Science, we too can learn to discern with opened eyes— to realize, as did Jesus— the truth that frees us.

This morning I woke grateful to be a stone in this structure, united and cemented together with others; yet not static, but dynamic, growing, expanding beyond what seems to be, to what is, in understanding and demonstration of spiritual truth. Today, I felt gratitude for The Mother Church, The Church of Christ, Scientist, established by Mary Baker Eddy in 1879, is made up of The Mother Church (The First Church of Christ, Scientist, in Boston, Massachusetts) and its branches throughout the world which typifies "the shadow of a great rock in a weary land, " Isa.

To bring peace to our own "war zones" we do not need clashing brasses, throngs and threats of vengeful punishments, or an armament of tired arguments. To conquer discord and sin we need to let divine Love win.

Wake up from creedal law and see the beauty of the trinity— Life, Truth, Love See Mary Baker Eddy, Science and Health 331:26-3. — which makes us free from fear, hate, sin, mortality.

God is Love. You're surrounded.

What limited me as I went along When I was young, and day by day I tried to determine right from wrong, As I took each step and made my way? What limited me when I was older (To human sense) and faced each new task Of school and work and pressures bolder? Where could I look? And whom could I ask? What limits me now the children are grown? What have I done and what have I learned? What strength do I have? What do I own To light my path? For what have I yearned? What I have needed, and will ever need, Is to love God and to understand That God loves me and will gently lead When I build on Him, not on sand. Of course I was never away from Love, My Father-Mother, friend, and guide.

I am an idea of God—in Mind, in Love. Therefore, what will I do today? Can I do a thoughtless deed Or limit His grace to all? I can only express the love of my Maker.