Article April 23, 1910 Issue

TIME AND ETERNITY

HARRY FRANKLIN PORTER.

To him who lives in consciousness of ever-present Love, whose every moment is devoted to good works, who lives to labor and labors to enjoy, there is no past, no future; there is only just today, the eternal now. A moment is a moment, ever just the same. An hour is a moment still, on just a little larger plan. And so it is with days and weeks and months and years—they are still but moments on an ascending scale.

So time is but a phantom—the image of man's fears, the grim and gruesome shadows of the past upon the dark, foreboding imageries of the future. It is in truth a limitation,—the compass of man's sins,—and as salvation upon the near horizon dawns, this with all else that limits must vanish into naught. God's spiritual man—all that really is—reflects his Maker's infinitude. To him indeed time is nothing; eternity is all.

How then can man wax old? How can one moment, one month, one year, one span of life, be different from the one just by, the one to be? God is the same forever, and the never ceasing emanation of infinite Love is an unfailing crystal stream whose smooth and rhythmic flow goes on eternally, bathing all the vast creation in loveliness and beauty beyond compare, while over and around it there broods an everlasting peace.

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