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"Love's divine adventure"

What limited me as I went along When I was young, and day by day I tried to determine right from wrong, As I took each step and made my way? What limited me when I was older (To human sense) and faced each new task Of school and work and pressures bolder? Where could I look? And whom could I ask? What limits me now the children are grown? What have I done and what have I learned? What strength do I have? What do I own To light my path? For what have I yearned? What I have needed, and will ever need, Is to love God and to understand That God loves me and will gently lead When I build on Him, not on sand. Of course I was never away from Love, My Father-Mother, friend, and guide.

An idea of God

I am an idea of God—in Mind, in Love. Therefore, what will I do today? Can I do a thoughtless deed Or limit His grace to all? I can only express the love of my Maker.

The Shepherd is seeking you

Child of the street— Abandoned, thrown away? Your Father-Mother has never left you. Look, look for His hand.

"Give us this day our daily bread"*

Give us our God-given grace See Mary Baker Eddy, Science and Health 4:3-5; 17:5. — patient waiting for the occasion to bless, ever ready with kind word, charity.

A rose in full flower

The Bible was like a rose with petals tightly furled. Yet, its secrets I would know to help this hungry world.

A prayer for world peace and healing

God holds His children in the secret of His tabernacle, a spiritual home where nothing changes, not even day to night. God answers our prayer.

The little robin

Off I went to work one day. Opportunity came for me to pray.

It isn't always easy

How could she be so vindictive— especially when she knew I was trying to help her, and everyone said I was right? I rolled down the hill—faster and faster—gathering the dirt of resentment, self-pity, self-righteousness, and self-justification until I hit bottom. And it was "easy," rolling down.

Peace

The peace, the peace is so worth the struggle against futile human reasoning. Besieged by worldly ideals, I searched for morality, clarity, hardly expecting joy, much less bliss, as final reward.

So you want to know my pastor?

I'm in great need. Please tell me plainly what your pastor says.