Article September 19, 1925 Issue

"Each waiting hour"

BEATRICE LILIAS MARGARET INGLIS

To many the hours of waiting seem long, wearisome periods of inactivity, mere waste of time, when every one seems rushing on towards some achievement, some goal or object, that appears necessary to still further advancement. And when one is called upon simply to wait and let things go rushing by, the thought may come: Why? What a waste of time and opportunity! Why should this be expected of me? It seems at times the hardest thing possible just to wait.

But surely in the infinite plan of divine Love there can be no waste of time. In God's plan there can be neither a waste of anything nor a lack of anything. In that beautiful hymn by our Leader, Mary Baker Eddy (Poems, p. 4), we find the line, "O Life divine, that owns each waiting hour." Here, then, is the thought to replace the murmuring and agitation that creep in when we are off guard for a moment. Every waiting hour is owned by divine Life! Therefore, each little pause is not, cannot be, irksome; it is a gift rather, given to us by our heavenly Father, which we are to use and to profit by.

On page 130 of "Miscellaneous Writings" Mrs. Eddy says, "Know ye not that he who exercises the largest charity, and waits on God, renews his strength, and is exalted?" Thus, the waiting time is not meant to be a period of inactivity, but one in which to renew our strength, to be used as a quiet time of preparation and mental work to fit us for higher achievements in our progress towards the attaining of the true understanding of the perfect, ideal man.

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