God

A Poem About Trust & Faith by Caroline Atwater Mason

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Whichever way the wind doth blow,
Some heart is glad to have it so;
Then blow it east or blow it west,
The wind that blows, that wind is best.

My little craft sails not alone:
A thousand fleets from every zone
Are out upon a thousand seas;
And what for me were favoring breeze
Might dash another, with the shock
Of doom, upon some hidden rock.
And so I do not dare to pray
For winds to waft me on my way,
But leave it to a Higher Will
To stay or speed me; trusting still
That all is well, and sure that He
Who launched my bark will sail with me
Through storm and calm, and will not fail,
Whatever breezes may prevail,
To land me, every peril past,
Within His sheltering heaven at last.

Caroline Atwater Mason.

Excerpt From
The Optimist’s Good Morning

Poem by John Greenleaf Whittier

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“Through the harsh noises of our day
A low sweet prelude finds its way:
Through clouds of doubt and creeds of fear
A light is breaking, calm and clear.

Henceforth my heart shall sigh no more
For olden time and holier shore:
God’s love and blessing, then and there
Are now and here and everywhere.”

John Greenleaf Whittier

Stars – Poem of Gratitude by Sara Teasdale

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Stars

by Sara Teasdale

  Alone in the night

   On a dark hill

  With pines around me

   Spicy and still,

  And a heaven full of stars

   Over my head,

  White and topaz

   And misty red;

  Myriads with beating

   Hearts of fire

  That aeons

   Cannot vex or tire;

  Up the dome of heaven

   Like a great hill,

  I watch them marching

   Stately and still,

  And I know that I

   Am honored to be

  Witness

   Of so much majesty.

Today’s Quote by Aretha Franklin

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Being a singer is a natural gift. It means I’m using to the highest degree possible the gift that God gave me to use. I’m happy with that.

Aretha Franklin

“How Do I Love Thee” Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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How Do I love Thee

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

I love thee to the level of every day’s

Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.

I love thee freely, as men strive for right.

I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death.

“A Prayer” Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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A Prayer

“Master of sweet and loving lore,
   Give us the open mind
To know religion means no more,
   No less, than being kind.

Give us the comprehensive sight
   That sees another’s need;
And let our aim to set things right
   Prove God inspired our creed.

Give us the soul to know our kin
   That dwell in flock and herd,
The voice to fight man’s shameful sin
   Against the beast and bird.

Give us a heart with love so fraught
   For all created things,
That even our unspoken thought
   Bears healing on its wings.

Give us religion that will cope
   With life’s colossal woes,
And turn a radiant face of hope
   On troops of pigmy foes.

Give us the mastery of our fate
   In thoughts so warm and white,
They stamp upon the brows of hate
   Love’s glorious seal of light.

Give us the strong, courageous faith
   That makes of pain a friend,
And calls the secret word of death
   ‘Beginning,’ and not ‘end.”

Excerpt From
Poems of Progress and New Thought Pastels
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

“The Sermon” Poem by Herman Melville

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The Sermon

     “The ribs and terrors in the whale,

     Arched over me a dismal gloom,

     While all God’s sun-lit waves rolled by,

     And lift me deepening down to doom.

     “I saw the opening maw of hell,

     With endless pains and sorrows there;

     Which none but they that feel can tell—

     Oh, I was plunging to despair.

     “In black distress, I called my God,

     When I could scarce believe him mine,

     He bowed his ear to my complaints—

     No more the whale did me confine.

     “With speed he flew to my relief,

     As on a radiant dolphin borne;

     Awful, yet bright, as lightning shone

     The face of my Deliverer God.

     “My song for ever shall record

     That terrible, that joyful hour;

     I give the glory to my God,

     His all the mercy and the power.”

Today’s Quote about Discovering Your True Self

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Be who God meant you to be and you will set the world on fire.

St. Catherine of Siena

Today’s Quote by Meister Eckhart on Inner Peace

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“ Let God work in you, give the work to God, and have peace. Don’t worry if He works through your nature or above your nature, because both are His, nature and grace.”

― Meister Eckhart,

Today’s Quote by Martin Buber on Love

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When two people relate to each other authentically and humanly, God is the electricity that surges between them.

Martin Buber

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