"COME UNTO ME"

As the oasis in the desert refreshes the weary traveler, cools the parched tongue, and slakes the burning thirst, imparting new energy and courage to press onward, so the words of truth spoken by Jesus were the fountain in the desert to my weary sense at one time. I had been doing some work to which I was unaccustomed. I felt hurried and anxious, and found myself in a state of nervous trembling, seemingly worn out with fatigue. I dropped into a chair to rest for a moment and to rebuke this sense of inharmony, for I recalled the words "Physician, heal thyself." Involuntarily I raised my eyes to the wall, where hung a card with the Scripture text, "Jesus said, Come unto me, ... and I will give you rest." My attention was absorbed; I forgot all else save the spiritual significance of this message. "Jesus said." Who, what, and where was Jesus? The man of Galilee, the two-thousand-years-ago experience of human life,—yea, and more,—the "Word" "made flesh;" Mind, Spirit, Soul revealed. "Thou shalt call his name Jesus: for he shall save his people from their sins." Jesus, then, was the Word "made flesh"—Mind manifested; the messenger from the Father, bearing the message to earth's weary ones, "Come unto Me!" Come to whom? Me! the Word of Life. "I will give you rest." Come into the consciousness of man's sonship with God—the consciousness of God-given inheritance.

With this came the realization that man is spiritual and not material, and that all may come into the consciousness of a divine origin. I saw that man is not flesh, but the reflection of infinite Mind, unto whom all things are possible. I saw that Christ Jesus was the voice of Truth, clothed with the mentality which men call flesh that he might be seen and heard by their mortal senses, and thus speak the words of Truth to the world-weary hearts. And thus Christ, Truth, speaks to-day, "Come unto me, ... and I will give you rest." Yes, the consciousness, the realization of man's true, divine nature rests us; it heals all our sorrow and sickness and sin.

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TO OUR LEADER
December 8, 1906
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