Questions & Answers

Unless I listen, can I ever know The road that I should take, The way to go? Steadfast in law and gospel, humble, meek. With courage and with joy Your heavenly way I seek.

Help me to let Thy will be done, O God. Help me to learn the lessons of each day And see the true unfoldment of Thy plan.

The planting of the Lord is sure: Love's evergreen is everywhere. The leaves of healing never fail, for Love enriches and makes whole.

The eye may misconstrue the distant hills; A finger tip may not tell gold from brass, Nor ear alone distinguish friend from foe, And so the world's confusion comes to pass. But by our inward ear Truth's voice is heard, And spiritual vision apprehends The universal loveliness of Love.

The calm apprentice days of youth had reached Their harvest hours when Jesus turned his face From Nazareth, where prophecy was preached To skeptic thought. His mighty arts of grace And truth demanded wider latitude Of receptivity in which to bloom.

We read of hate and fear and cruelty. I must confess, it seemed to penetrate.

There is a goal, a place for safe arriving; To reach it, all must pass beneath the rod. There stillness shall take the place of all our striving; Meekness and love shall know the things of God.

Martha , Martha, why do you stay With the cumbering cares of a mortal day? Awake and behold yourself Love's pure reflection; Like Mary, feast upon Spirit's perfection. One thing is needful in the holy hour— The instant response to Love's quickening power, The glad willing yielding, the clear inner sight.

I talked with God, omniscient good, And light encircled where I stood. Not blazing sun, volcanic glare, But Truth revealed: pure light was there.

We cannot with unopened eyes Or doubting heart Know tender, constant care, nor see In smallest part How Love's impartial good pours forth Abundantly. But listening, those humble hearts Find answer where Pure gratitude wells up within A silent prayer.