Questions & Answers
"But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things. " (John 14:-26) Through centuries of cold, pedantic creeds The Master's promise of the Comforter, Whom God would send, Meant only Scriptural words That fell on dull and inattentive ears.
Who is he who Knows the interpretation Scholars search for? Plato and Berkeley, Kant and Locke, our teachers, Probe as they reason all Meaning of wisdom. God is wisdom, Sheltering tabernacle, Solving problems.
Just as a child who trustingly An older brother's hand will take And follow unafraid and free Through pathways dim, where shadows make Weird patterns, upward to the wide And open spaces, hilltops high, Into the golden light beside Still waters, so we, eager, try The upward way. Supported, led By Life and Truth, our vision clears, Our needs by Love divine are fed.
Love , let me, like the hundredth sheep, come back. Pride's towering mountains loom so grim and black.
Let me give a gift, Lord, And let it be acceptable. In what rage of jealousy Did Cain slay Abel? Why should Abel's lambs please God? Why should Cain's fruits be ignored? God in mercy told him why: "Sin lieth at the door, Cain.
I awoke early this morning And in my heart I heard His voice say: "I am the loving God. Kingdoms of the earth Come and go.
There was a time when what I thought was day Was filled with burdened hours of weariness Holding a heavy weight of arduous tasks Unlightened and unsolved—nor ever less. And then I learned to know what God's day is— Timeless, unfolding, bringing joy and peace.
As surely as the dawn will break after the darkest night; As surely as the birds will sing before the morning's light; As surely as the buds unfold before the flowers appear, So healing is inevitable when Love has conquered fear. To him who sees the angel host upon the mountainside; To him who sees the well of water when tears of self are dried; To him who thanks God first of all and waits not for the light, Shall surely come the healing sign, the proof, that all is right.
Let not the troubled senses dim The light of God's fair day: Beyond the seeming, seek and find Love's bright, eternal ray. Claim now the verities of Life, The gift of endless good That lies within the shining bounds Of heaven understood.
Dear Master, we would leave our nets Of willful strivings, unpaid debts, Self-centered hopes, and vain regrets To follow Thee! For Thou wilt teach us to release False fears that pure love may increase Within our hearts to bring us peace, And we shall see Unclean things cleansed, diseases healed, Sin cast out, true Life revealed— True Life to which the grave must yield Its victory!