It was a warm, sunny day in March, and the brown earth was fairly laughing with joy over its promised release from the thraldom of winter. To many a weary, suffering heart, it had seemed a very real and mighty potentate, in whose train had come misery, death, and disease with rapid strides. But now its reign was well-nigh over, for it could not long resist the secret power of the ever increasing hours of genial sunshine.

Two friends stood by a large upper window that looked out over a busy town nestled in the valley below. One of them had been speaking very dejectedly about a certain physical trouble which had not yet yielded to treatment. "I have been helped by Christian Science in many ways," she said, "and some things have been healed entirely; but this one ailment does not yield a particle," she added hopelessly. A little hush fell upon them, while her companion searched for some message of Truth that would give the needed comfort. Then as her eyes caught the sunlit view beneath, her thought was illumined with the meaning of the marvelous transformation that was going on all about them, and she said:—

"My dear, has it never occurred to you that every springtime is but the symbol and promise of our perfect healing, of the complete and certain destruction of all material error? Just take one long look down that street and see the rapid changes that have been wrought of late! The grass is actually showing green on the southern slopes, the robins are coming back, the crocuses are peeping through the brown mold, and men are walking free and joyous, grateful for the liberty that has come. To be sure, there are still some ugly humps of dirty snow and ice in the fence corners and behind that old barn, and they look very substantial; but we know, beyond any question, that the same sunshine and soft winds which have carried away the rest of the winter's deposit, will complete their work in a little while, and the warm, moist earth will everywhere respond to the thought of life and beauty."

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Egoism, Not Egotism
April 17, 1915

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