Editorial May 28, 1910 Issue

"MY PEACE."

John B. Willis

No characteristic of the present time is more proverbial than that tensity of life which has rendered satisfaction and content well-nigh obsolete, not only in the realm of business, but in the haunts of recreation and the retirement of home. This is particularly true in the domain of thought, where faiths and opinions are undergoing such rapid and revolutionary change. The great deep of human belief is being broken up, and the disturbance of the waters is reported in the surf that thunders upon every shore. With very pertinent interest, therefore, do we recall the fact that the birth of the Bethlehem babe was announced by one of many who sang, "On earth peace;" and that near the close of his ministry Jesus said to his disciples, "Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you."

Other creatures seem to find a full measure of satisfaction in their living, but men are ever plunged into the turmoils of discontent, even by their so-called successes. Their empty palms are always extended. They are continually longing for an unnamed fruition, and this speaks for the unfathomed capacity of a higher order of being. True poets are ever voicing this yearning. Says Richard Jeffries,—

There lives on in me an unquenchable belief that there is yet something to be found, something real, something to give each separate personality sunshine and flowers in his own existence now: ... something to shape this million-handed labor to an end and outcome that will leave more sunshine and more flowers for those who must succeed. Something real now!

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