A call had come to me to carry the message of Truth to one in need. It was necessary to rise early in order to catch the train, but a half hour's walk in the dawning light and the brisk morning air helped to prepare my thought for the message I was to receive and give. I bought my ticket, and as the train started Mrs. Eddy's words came to me: "Mind produces all action" (Science and Health, p. 419); then the thought followed that all the activity of right thinking is from God.

At this moment I looked out of the window. We had just left the town behind us and were coming into the open country. I watched the sun rise, and low down on the horizon a thick bank of dark clouds seemed to me to illustrate the darkness of material beliefs bearing one down to earth. From north to south, as far as the eye could see, they lay, trying to tell a tale of darkness and doubt, gloom and fear, typical of mortal thought without the light of Truth, till one was led to ask, Is there no brightness anywhere? Yes, for on raising my eyes I saw a message of hope, a golden glow in the center of the cloud which seemed to foretell the brightness of the coming dawn. As I looked at this the words in the fourth gospel about the "man sent from God," came forcibly to me: "He was not that Light, but was sent to bear witness of that Light." Gradually the light, which to me symbolized the message of Truth, spread, and as it was carried, more and more brightness illumined the clouds. So too may we each one carry the good tidings of light to those in doubt and fear. Presently there appeared a wondrous silver light, away up in the sky, and it recalled the angel message, "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men." Long the light stayed, and the sense of peace filled my consciousness.

But what was this? Behind the golden cloud the circle of the sun was faintly visible. Slowly indeed it seemed to rise, and as I watched, another message came to thought, "Unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings." Slowly, grandly, majestically, the orb of day rose above the clouds, and as its light spread here and there the very clouds became shining, white, and beautiful. No sign of darkness now; the light had come!

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The Fourth Commandment
November 11, 1916

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