Article December 12, 1903 Issue

Thanksgiving

CLARA LOUISE BURNHAM.

This is Thanksgiving Day, and it reminds me that I have never testified in our periodicals my thanksgiving for a share of the blessings of Christian Science.

A couple of mornings since, I wakened with a slight nervous headache, but having an appointment in town I kept it, thinking I might be able to work through the cloud; but when I returned all the conditions were worse, and in a general nauseating misery I made my way to my practitioner with no other idea than to take a treatment and get home and to bed. I did get home, but instead of going to bed I fulfilled, in entire comfort, an engagement to attend the theatre. This may not sound wonderful, but such has been the tenacity of that particular ailment in my case that the experience makes this doubly Thanksgiving Day.

Recently I received a letter from a stranger who had read something I had published on the subject of Christian Science, inquiring with a shade of impatience why I should be "devoted" to that faith. I mused after reading the letter on the length of the reply I should have to make in order to cover the ground. I have seen an occasional happy mortal begin to imbibe the truth when it was first offered, as unhesitatingly and eagerly as a hungry baby takes his milk. I was hungry too; but I fought this food long and strenuously. Mortal mind is of one piece, and doubtless I have plenty of company among those who virtuously demand that the gods of human intellectuality and rationality shall be appeased by many concessions and departures from the uncompromising statements of Science and Health before the text-book can be acceptable. I forgot another uncompromising statement. This: "Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven."

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