Daily Word Articles
My mother was dying. There, I said it out loud. Her doctor was a compassionate man, but he needed to be blunt.
When I was a seminary student, one of my roommates was a portly, retired Jamaican restaurateur, Steven Samms, who went on to lead one of the most successful Unity ministries in Kingston, Jamaica’s
In springtime—as Earth turns toward renewal, fitfully and in starts, but with nature’s innate certainty—new seeds push their roots downward with dogged determination and tender buds begin their jou
I didn’t see it as an expression of love until decades later. What my mom did every morning of my childhood felt, instead, like rejection.
Moment to moment, our awareness resides either in a conventional or transcendental world or reality.
I arrived at my new home on January 10, four days after my 10th birthday. I had just spent my first Christmas in the Los Angeles juvenile protective custody system.
The full version of this article was first published in Unity Magazine in 1897 and is now part of the Unity Classic pamphlet series.
Faced with a diagnosis of cancer and multiple sclerosis, Chaz Wesley, in a moment of awakening, is guided to allow wholeness to take place in his body.
I love watching as people find the courage within them to take a risk, to be authentic, to face their fears. I admire it. It inspires me and brings me hope.
As long as I can remember, I’ve always had dreams.