Article August 15, 1901 Issue

Our Ark

BY A. C. V.

DURING the recent prolonged wet weather, a dear one writing to me said, "I think we had better begin building our arks." Quick as a flash came the realization, "My ark is built; it rests in the secret place of the Most High, where no evil shall befall nor any plague come nigh, neither can floods overwhelm it. I dwell in absolute safety." Thinking further, I realized that I cannot take any one into this ark with me, for I can work out only my own salvation (safety), but all may enter through the door of individual effort, and find therein safe abiding from everything unlike divine Love, —sin, disease, death, fear, all the flood of error with which mortal mind would overwhelm us.

Such a comforting train of thought that one little sentence, jokingly written, awakened, bringing with it such a realization of Truth, and an unspeakable sense of gratitude to divine Love, and to her who, through "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" and long years of patient, unwearied effort has made understanding and realization a reality to us; has made us to know that we are the sons and daughters of God now, and has shown us the way into our ark of safety, even into the "secret place of the Most High."

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