Late one night, while waiting for his train in the crowded waiting-room of one of our large depots, a humble seeker of Truth was conversing with a Christian Science practitioner. The man was desirous of receiving present treatment in Christian Science, but there was not time to go to the practitioner's office. It was agreed that the treatment could be given immediately, right where they were. There was the usual confusion incident to such places,—conversation was going on, people were passing in and out, and some practitioners might not have thought it advisable to treat a patient under such conditions; but in this instance treatment was given, and no one save the two individuals mentioned knew what was taking place. When the treatment was concluded, the patient remarked, "My brother, I am healed." The man was well.

The lesson to be derived from this experience should prove helpful to all. Too often, "amid the jarring testimony of the material senses" (Science and Health, p. 306), one is prone to forget that Truth is enthroned, and almost unconsciously he begins to argue on the side of discord, and possibly to yearn for "a lodge in some vast wilderness" where no discordant note can reach him. The plea of false or negative environment is allowed to displace the conscious recognition of God's presence and power. Discord is admitted to be in the ascendency and the harmony that should prevail is barred out.

March 30, 1912

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