Poems

Christ-call rang clear: Lazarus, come forth. He listened and he came in that bright hour.

Why scan the roiling sky with mortal doubt, Rehearsing dark concerns, maintaining view Of enemies within and foes without? Illusions! Myths! God, good, alone is true. Elisha's servant stared.

Grasp unclasped from self-will I pray, "In God's own time. " And therein find grace for today— renewed understanding of God's holding me— in God's own way.

This is a problem for which there's no solution? Did God tell you that? Or is there merely a problem you have not yet seen the solution to? Trust Principle to have provided the answer; trust Mind to reveal it; trust Soul to give you the insight to see and accept it. LONA INGWERSON.

The plaintive cry, "Oh why, Oh why Won't error go?" Is stilled by thought That error's naught In Truth's bright glow. The dark can't say That it will stay Or choose to flee.

I place them in Your hands, dear God; I trust them to Your care. You who mark the sparrow's fall And number every hair Will cherish them and guard them well From snares of every kind.

Where wast thou when the sons of God shouted for joy? And now where are you when the sons of God shout? For shout they do! The shouting time wasn't yesterday, nor is it tomorrow's promise. The reign of Love is here, is now— the reason for the joy remains! How can the singing change? Can you ever cease to shout for joy— you, already cherished, held tenderly, without alloy within your Father's consciousness (a jealous God who will never let you go)? The sons of God are shouting! Where wast thou and where are you now when the morning stars sing together? Declare! Raise your voice, rejoice! HAZEL VALERY KNIGHT.

O fathering God of righteousness, Known through the Christ, Your Son, Unfold in us the consciousness Wherein Your will is done: When that will steers a nation's might Past prejudice and fears And wakens men's hearts to the right— Christ in the world appears. O mothering God, this day we seek One great Love to adore, The Love that sweetens peoples' thought On every land and shore; Your male-female is genderless— Whose sinless grace endures, Whose strength flows through our tenderness, Whose motives all are Yours.

Who needs it? Accolades, praise, fodder for pride— personal sense designed to hide the fact that God is All. And man is, and has, and does as God's reflection.

Helpless no longer, but model for all— ("I was blind, now I see"). Active, fearless, obedient, grateful, avowing the Christ quite openly.