Article July 7, 1973 Issue

The Prayer That Sets Us Free

WILLIAM ROBERT SUDDABY

The window in my bedroom opens out upon the upper branches of a venerable acacia tree and frames a view of the village and sea beyond. In summer this window is always open to the acacia's fragrant, cascading yellow blossoms. An occasional bee or tiger moth that strays into the room is a welcome guest to be helped out again on its way.

The giant acacia tree is also a favorite haunt of hummingbirds. One balmy evening one of these tiny jewellike creatures darted through the open window, across the room, and crashed into the opposite window, which was closed. I picked up the pitiful, limp form no bigger than a rosebud. How helpless I felt faced with this miniature tragedy! Was the world's good only an interval between misfortunes?

Christian Science has taught me to keep my home mentally peaceful, inwardly and outwardly beautiful, so that it will be refreshing and a comfort to those who step within its gates. It is the center of my love for mankind. Only by filling it with inner heaven can that love freely flow out.

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