Just at dusk one summer evening, when a dark veil or mist seemed to arise between our eyes and the setting sun, an immense pile of clouds, billowy in grace and motion, was outlined against the bluest of skies, in the south-east, touching neither the earth nor the heavens above.

Dark and earth-stained at the base, ceaselessly struggling and slowly rising majestically upward, the scene became lighter and brighter, until the summit of the mass shone out in snowy, dazzling whiteness, with a radiance caught from the unseen sun; and all so far above the earth, that the fact that the sun had disappeared on the plane below, did not affect their silvery shining.

The picture was likened in my thought to the body of Christian Scientists, "the cloud of witnesses" to the Truth. All have left materiality behind to a certain extent. Some are still darkened, at times, with much seeming error; yet all are constantly striving to reach the summit, to attain to the perfect man. As we rise higher and higher above materiality, the brighter grows the way, until we catch the light of the effulgence of the sun of righteousness, and are spiritually illumined in an atmosphere of Love Divine.

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Testimony of Healing
A Christian Scientist residing in St. Augustine, Florida,...
September 1, 1898

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