Inspirational verse submitted by readers.
Poems
Let go of memories mired in pain: perplexities that neither time nor reason can explain, the guilt of long ago still piercing present days, or leaded grief that hovers in the mortal haze. For Love dissolves and cleans the slate of misled years; it lifts the timid heart and dries frustrated tears.
the lilies. Which lilies? All far-flung flowers, as many as stars— garden lilies with chaliced heads, hillside lilies with stems like threads, all colors, kinds, sizes.
Woven are we with strands of light. Day by day, insight by insight.
Read the Word to learn of God. Study the Word to believe in God.
Did you say you're getting old and not needed anywhere? Who told you that? God didn't. Did you say you're forgotten by those who used to care? Who told you that? God didn't.
A friend once said that only in a dream could such impossible things seem to happen .
"No anxious thought," I heard her say, "no isms or ologies, either, today. " (Just clean the slate.
Dear Father: As I move to play this composition that I would this day perform, I humbly pause to pray that all false sense of self retire where, in the sacrificial fires, it is destroyed—and Love alone inspire! Then, as I strive to honor You, let this a true reflection be of Soul-inspired harmony; whence heaven's tones and cadence true speak Spirit's purpose through and through, and lead my listeners up to You! LEONARD W. BLOCK.
Let me be not glib with the pat answer but deep, quiet, always reflecting. Pat answers are for people who pat themselves on the back thanking God that they are "not as other men.