February 10, 1906
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The report of the Isthmian Canal Commission, recording its decision in favor of an eighty-five foot level lock canal, was submitted to Secretary Taft last week.
[The following excellent report of last year's work of the Reading Room Association in New York, which was sent to our Leader, will prove interesting reading.
And by a prophet the Lord brought Israel out of Egypt, and by a prophet was he preserved.
In The Interior which was published October 26, there is an editorial comment on my lecture, which includes a conclusion on your part that I would like to have revised, and which I trust you will modify after reading this letter.
Christian Science teaches that nothing less than a complete spiritualization of thought, motive, and desire will ever get us into heaven, and it does not picture physical luxury or sensuous ease as the goal of Christian striving.
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The long vista of cabs and carriages in West Regent Street last night [November 27] was suggestive of some fashionable social event in the Masonic Halls rather than a week-night religious meeting.
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The next admission of candidates to membership in The Mother Church will be June 5.
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The author of the Christian Science text-book takes no patients, does not consult on disease, nor read letters referring to these subjects.
IN
last week's issue we printed this article, a grand communication from Rev.
As
the years pass, material theories of God and man prove their inadequacy; the heart of humanity cries out after "the living and true God" and can be satisfied with nothing less.
THERE
are few errors of human sense which are more general in their distribution, or more persistent in their hold, than is that of mental laziness, —the inertia which is averse to hard work, and which seems to be indigenous to all countries and climates, and all conditions of men.
When Christian Science came to me, I had been taking medicine every day for twenty years, on account of constipation.
I feel that the time has come for me to join the ever-increasing "cloud of witnesses" who have been healed and otherwise benefited by Christian Science.
Christian Science has been the light of my life for eight years.
No one has greater reason to be thankful for this great truth than I have.
I wish to express my love and gratitude for the many blessings I have received through Christian Science.
The old dream of suffering and despair from which Christian Science awakened me, six years ago, has so faded to its native nothingness that the remembrance is only a jumble of doctors from Colorado to New York; baths, electricity, and morphine.
The Christian Science Hymnal tells us of the truth "that meets the heart's great needs".
From my earliest recollections I was a sufferer from rheumatism.
In the spring of 1892 I was taken ill with stomach trouble, which rapidly grew worse and brought on what my physician called valvular heart trouble, so bad that I often had to sit up at night in a large chair to sleep.
"Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O Lord.
Eleven years ago I was healed through Christian Science of stomach trouble,—a disease which the doctors had pronounced incurable.
In 1901 I had a serious stomach trouble which never yielded to medical treatment, but I steadily grew worse until within a year I suffered from three attacks of gastric fever and was given up to die by my family physician and his council.
In reading an article which appeared in the Sentinel I became conscious that I had failed to acknowledge the healing which had first turned my attention to Christian Science.
In 1878 I had a very serious trouble with my eyes, which was diagnosed as acute inflammation of the optic nerve.
I have felt for some time that I was not doing my duty in withholding my testimony of healing, as it may be of benefit to some one as hopeless and discouraged as I was when I turned to Christian Science for help.
No one has more to be thankful for than myself.
The color of the ground was in him, the red earth;The tang and odor of the primal things—The rectitude and patience of the rocks;The gladness of the wind that shakes the corn;The courage of the bird that dares the sea;The justice of the rain that loves all leaves;The pity of the snow that hides all scars;The loving-kindness of the wayside well;The tolerance and equity of lightThat gives as freely to the shrinking weedAs to the great oak flaring to the wind—To the grave's low hill as to the MatterhornThat shoulders out the sky.
There is a lazy fatalism that looks for increase from idle talents and harvests from unsown fields.
