Questions & Answers
Man is God's image. This absolute fact is the only truth of why I act and think and am—in divine Mind; there is no other cause to find for my life.
Where Jesus walked, hearts caught fire, were annealed—strengthened and tempered— transformed. Darkness to light.
Newness and sincerity are one. For whoever, in honesty, doth draw upon Thee, his source, And, scorning loss or gain, hews to the lines Revealed to him, content in yielding Accumulated theories of years of soul-dim thinking For this moment's spiritual truth, Will cut through cloying creed, mistaken views or vows, And, rising clean and clear, will find new vistas— Vast uncluttered beauty, and immensity of heart and mind and soul; For, Truth-impelled, thought soars like an eagle, Free and strong and wider, higher still; And honest love stands fearless and enduring, True to its own, yet ever reaching out Until no bounds can bind its great heart's giving; And every living thing will feel its pulse Of tenderness and pure divine devotion! Yes, sincerity and newness must be one.
Not for the applause or the contentment of physical well-being, but to Thy glory, God, do I practice spiritual healing.
If you peer through a window tinted red or blue, Your cat just won't look her natural white; It certainly appears as if she's changed Into a different color before your sight. This game never alarms you, though, For you know she's not really red or blue, And moving to a clear windowpane, You see what has always actually been true! Likewise, mortal mind may try to tell us About illness, loss, hurt, or fear— But God's child is spiritual, complete, and well, Because His love is ever near.
How perfect is the peace that comes as yielding thought obediently prays "Thy will be done. " How hushed the heart that finds, through storm or furnace fire, an understanding faith that naught can overcome.
I sat there under the selfsame sun Among the springtime flowers in meadows warm, And looked upon the waters peaceful and clear, Which once he stilled when tossed by raging storm. Around these waters as the sun set low, Gathered the lame, the deaf, the dumb, the sad, And with his Father's gentle healing power He'd sent them on their way, restored, made glad.
Serene and solitary the Master stood In momentous days long past. The tempest's raging onslaught could No harm upon him cast.
Last night, I had a great need, and the pastor came at my call. But not from a far-off pulpit did my pastor enter in the midnight hour.
This word is a pressing one; It implies urging, Insistence in asking, Persistence in requesting, Repeated imploring. Our yearning?— To know that whatever the appearance, God, the all-knowing, all-acting, all-wise, all-loving See Mary Baker Eddy, Science and Health , p.