Article April 22, 1911 Issue

UPON THE MOUNTAIN-TOP

F. W. S. BLOXHAM.

Experiences that come to one during holiday time are often of a unique kind. First of all there is the change of environment, and then—to the worker at least—there is the feeling of freedom in being able to do what he likes without being restricted as to time. Part of the writer's last holiday was spent in the Black Forest at an elevation of eight hundred and twelve meters above the sea. The spot chosen was a particularly sequestered one; no diligence, no mountain railway, and rather out of the tourist's beaten track,—in short, an ideal spot for those who wished to be "far from the madding crowd." The one thing needful, however, to the ordinary visitor, would seem to be fine weather, but there were days when everything was shrouded in a gray veil of mist and the beautiful view which was known to be there was completely hidden; so completely, indeed, that those ignorant of the locality might easily have assumed that there was no view at all,—no stretch of distant hills, no valley, no beyond! Then, again, the gray veil would lift, and, lo, there were the tall, straight forest trees standing like sentinels around the house; there, too, directly in front, the long sweep of grassy meadows stretching down into the valley. And when, at last, the sun did shine, everybody hailed it with delight, for the gray veil was rent asunder and hung in fragments and tatters till finally it disappeared.

To the Christian Scientist this parable of nature is so self-evident as hardly to need interpreting. The gray veil of mortal sense is ever ready to shut out a view of spiritual things, to hide from us the beautiful and the true which in reality are all around us. But the remedy for all this is at hand, for our understanding of the Principle of divine Science, promptly applied, will dispel "the mists of earth" and lay bare the deception. Even upon the mountain-top of spiritual longings, the clouds of sense may sometimes gather and temporarily obstruct the view, but the calm of a settled conviction of the ever-presence of God, good, in whom each spiritual idea lives and moves and has its being, will never forsake the faithful worker until the last shred of mortal sense vanishes in the full light of spiritual understanding.

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