Article May 5, 1945 Issue

Happy Day

JANE W. MC KEE

Like the baby otter in Kenneth Graham's classic, "The Wind and the Willows," we too pause spellbound before the "piper at the gates of dawn." What can be compared to the thrill of a new day! The fresh purity of everything waking up; the hush over all like a blanket ready to be thrown back; the stirring of life from the minute to the mammoth; the carol of birds in the breaking of the quiet; night flung off, clouds tossed back, and with a burst of sun, the day! Herald of hope; a fresh start; an unfailing promise!

To those uninstructed in Christian Science, day may mean only another long, hard pull, more suffering, just a space of time in which anything good or bad may happen. To mortal thought it is utterly undetermined at its dawning. Mortal man is as helpless in shaping his day, we are commonly taught, as he is in shaping his health. Accident may blight the mortal sense of day; bad news may invade it. It is the sport of chance, change, fear, weather, fate, and circumstance. It may start with good and end with bad, or it may reverse the order and commence unhappily and end well. The surest thing mortals know about it is that it is wholly unpredictable. Good human planning may tend to cushion the jolts, but mortal scheming has no proved recipe for a perfect day.

The revelator of the Science of Christ, Mary Baker Eddy, has made it possible for each of us, through the application of its rules, to shift the gloomy scene of dark days into light. Mrs. Eddy's definition, quoted from the textbook, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" (p. 584), is:

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