Here, at this humble water source a woman of Samaria encountered a man from Nazareth Where she saw him a travel-weary Jew thirsty, foreign he saw himself the blessed bearer of a gift eternally fulfilling Where she saw herself a scorned outcast mired in a shameful past He saw her the beloved heir of a fathomless wellspring of blessing And in the end, of course his view prevailed, and she set out, rejoicing— her waterpot abandoned— to lead even those who’d scorned her to that wellspring of the Christ —Joanne Otto.
When Jesus was upon the cross, friends may have thought all hope was lost. The good he shared looked all undone, but, oh, the best was yet to come.
In the mountain of His holiness Truth rejoices thought And Love is seen supreme As reality is sought Oh, let us climb the mountain To reach the Horeb height The pathway thereof luminous Through Christly inner light A light so strong it cannot wane Earth is not its source The law of omniactive Mind Its operating force And everywhere reflected Affirming God’s domain Shines the brightness of His glory An everlasting reign —G. Gershala Goldsmith.
Behold, a woman in the city, which was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus sat at meat in the Pharisee’s house, brought an alabaster box of ointment, and stood at his feet behind him weeping, and began to wash his feet with tears, and did wipe them with the hairs of her head, and kissed his feet, and anointed them with the ointment. — Luke 7:37, 38 i may not be welcome here but somehow cannot stop myself the Light calls out and light pours out of me— irrepressible offering to give give give every drop of thanks to let this love be rivers washing please … take, receive my hands my hair my tears my every inkling and turn them to divine Love’s anointing blessing thanking how is it then that it is I who comes forth washed so clean? —Joni Overton-Jung.
Many are at least somewhat familiar with the biblical account, beginning in Exodus, of Moses leading the children of Israel out of bondage in Egypt toward the Promised Land—Canaan, promised by God to Abraham, who would be made “a father of many nations” (see Genesis 17:1–8 ). All along the way God guided the children of Israel, protected them, fed them, and taught them about His nature and relation to them.
So loving, so kind, the Christian Science nurse smiles with tenderness and compassion, inspires and lifts our thought. The littlest deeds, the smallest considerations, the heartfelt constancy are a glow of brightness that surrounds us.
One night I dreamed I fell into a pit. I dreamed I prayed for God to rescue me.
The practitioner averred, “I have no sympathy with terror, but utmost compassion for you— God’s beloved idea is not afraid. I have no sympathy with error, but utmost compassion for you, God’s cherished and nurtured— you are not afraid.
Daughter, be of good comfort: thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace. — Luke 8:48 Your freedom came so quickly, when trembling humble hope met his all-knowing mercy unlimited in scope.
Fresh upon the listening ear Of one who waits upon the Word, Comes inspiration, calm and clear, As whispers of God’s truth are heard. New concepts only Mind can give Call gently at the open door Of consciousness, which longs to live In heavenly places, more and more! The Reader, moved to holy thought So sweetly furnished from above, Receives the manna, humbly sought In grateful prayer—embraced by Love.