Article January 12, 1981 Issue

A safe harbor

IRENE LODGE

One day I was traveling along the slopes of a mountain range rising out of the sea. Where the formation of the coastline was suitable, a small harbor had been formed by the construction of a breakwater. Here small boats lying at anchor were rocking gently even though huge waves were breaking against the protecting wall.

I was reminded of Mrs. Eddy's words, "Into His haven of Soul there enters no element of earth to cast out angels, to silence the right intuition which guides you safely home." Miscellaneous Writings, p. 152.

In a world of tension and aggression, can we find such a harbor of peace, a place where angels—good thoughts—keep watch over us so distress cannot disrupt our lives?

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