Article June 21, 1900 Issue

My First Visit to the Mother Church

BY. A. E. V.

Summing up the results of my first visit to the Mother Church at the annual Communion service, I am led to submit to the readers of the Sentinel some impressions made upon me on the occasion.

The admonitory remarks to me of a friend in Science, on my departure from my home fifty miles away from the church, "Remember, do not go with great expectations, but with the feeling that you are going into the atmosphere of the Truth realized, and it is yours to understand," prepared me and helped me to be part in the harmonious atmosphere that did prevail throughout. I found myself in a crowd, free from fear that I would not be able to enter the church and enjoy the only privilege that my limited time would permit, as I had to allow for returning train to make connections with my home train.

There was no pushing or scrambling for the best seats, rather there were those who had gained entrance to the vestibule of the church who waited patiently about, having given away to others. Once in the church, the beautiful coloring of the brightly arrayed assemblage reflected a happy spirit that prevailed through the service. The congregational singing was spirited and sounded as one voice, so earnestly did each one endeavor to do his part. In that vast assemblage there was hardly a movement perceptible through the reading of the Mother's message. No fluttering of fans or nervous coughing as is generally perceptible in large gatherings, was in evidence during the impressive service. In the atmosphere of unity of thought, the congregation with one accord bowed their knees, at the conclusion of the service and repeated the Lord's Prayer unhesitatingly and with an earnestness that made plain each word throughout the church.

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