Article September 18, 1902 Issue

Love

EDGAR McLEOD

During a western lecture tour, a prominent minister being asked by a press representative what the vital element of religion of the twentieth century would be, without a moment's hesitation answered, "Love." He said, "Love will be the slogan of the twentieth century."

In reading the First Epistle of John, who perhaps most clearly caught the radiant tone of Love from the Master, it is significant to note, after a life of prayer and divorcement from earthly ambitions, the beautiful simplicity and directness with which he tells these little churches primarily, and all the world eventually, that Love is all, and that the only measure of our progress that is at all reliable, is the depth of our love for our brothers and sisters, not a particular few, but all of them.

Before experiencing the healing, regenerating touch of Christian Science, I had not the remotest idea that there was a healing, benevolent agency outside and all around us, that was nourishing, guarding, and cherishing every condition of life, from the humblest little animal up to man, but with this idea I began to see what Jesus meant when he brings out the thought that not even a sparrow falleth to the ground forgotten of the Father. There may be those so obscure or degenerate that we regard them with contempt or aversion, or even some animal the lowliness of whose condition makes it despised, but Love loves them all without any reference to human estimate.

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