Article January 10, 1959 Issue

RESTING IN TRUTH

BERNICE KING BRIGHAM

In a so-called material world filled with unsettled conditions and with the pressure of many things to be done in a limited time, a sense of fatigue sometimes claims to interrupt right activity. Then mortals long for rest or for a quiet place where they may escape from the cares of the world. Perhaps, like the poet, they think,

"Oh for a lodge in some vast wilderness,
Some boundless contiguity of shade,
Where rumour of oppression and deceit,
Of unsuccessful or successful war,
Might never reach me more!"