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Class instruction: remembered journey

Yes, our hearts did burn within us! For Cleopas and the other one So for us the Scriptures were opened As teacher and pupils alike were taught by the Christ. Begun in Jerusalem, This journey to Emmaus by Cleopas and the other one Can begin in many cities now, and for all Emmaus is reached: bread of Truth broken, Eyes opened to the journey that never began, never ends— Instruction by the Christ.

He lived!

He lived! Brought forth in cold and dark, he made it warm. No place he ever went stayed dark.

Streams in the desert

Heat pulses; unbelievable undulations pumping the abstractions of the desert. Sweat in my eyes.

Perfection

Perfection— not a state of "is to be" for all to see; not a state of being past, which did not last; but a state of being present "with the Lord. " Being.

Stephen's story

begins in Acts 6:5. It seems to end as stones turn red with Stephen's blood.

Beauty of holiness

Not bland truths powderpuffed on— cosmetic glossover of evil's ugliness— but affirmation of the irresistible root-radical error-wrenching death-defying foundation of faith, that dynamic Principle of gentle omnipotence, which effaces whatever seems to hide God's reflected beauty— perfect man. Jean M.

Church service

Thought-joined prayers fill the room with understanding Jagged thoughts are gentled by reassurances of love Peace thoughts touch calm the frantic Unity of thought leaves the room together. Kristin J.

A new grammar for the new tongue

Thought ramifies forevering Soulward; whole Love overunders and throughouts creation, routing the notlike. God alls; man vasts along the truthfast way, proving surefully (beyond mere thinginess, above everywho) that Soul, I, is the sole Us.

Eloquence of us

The eloquence of Word makes each Variform, so fitting, neat: With loving eye it sees It speaks with tongue It writes by hand It runs on feet With action-ease To please concordant Mind As fully activated man. The fountainhead of function Has, it seems to me, But one vocabulary: all and each; So that which bubbles in us all (with no account of clock) Goes out as messenger with purpose All programmed from the heart, Darting in travel-time of Soul To praise another.

Out of this world

The way to leave the world? Not by dying. Impossible that way.