  Beloved Brethren:—The spreading branches of The Church of Christ, Scientist, are fast reaching out their broad shelter to the entire world. Your faith has not [5] been without works,—and God's love for His flock is manifest in His care. He will dig about this little church, prune its encumbering branches, water it with the dews of heaven, enrich its roots, and enlarge its borders with divine Love. God only waits for man's worthiness to [10] enhance the means and measure of His grace. You have already proof of the prosperity of His Zion. You sit beneath your own vine and fig-tree as the growth of spirituality—even that vine whereof our Father is husbandman. [15] It is the purpose of divine Love to resurrect the under- standing, and the kingdom of God, the reign of har- mony already within us. Through the word that is spoken unto you, are you made free. Abide in His word, and it shall abide in you; and the healing Christ will [20] again be made manifest in the flesh—understood and glorified. Honor thy Father and Mother, God. Continue in His love. Bring forth fruit—“signs following”—that your prayers be not hindered. Pray without ceasing. [25] Watch diligently; never desert the post of spiritual ob- servation and self-examination. Strive for self-abnega- tion, justice, meekness, mercy, purity, love. Let your light reflect Light. Have no ambition, affection, nor aim apart from holiness. Forget not for a moment, that [30] God is All-in-all—therefore, that in reality there is but [1] one cause and effect. The pride of circumstance or power is the prince of this world that has nothing in Christ. All power and happiness are spiritual, and proceed from goodness. [5] Sacrifice self to bless one another, even as God has blessed you. Forget self in laboring for mankind; then will you woo the weary wanderer to your door, win the pilgrim and stranger to your church, and find access to the heart of humanity. While pressing meekly on, be [10] faithful, be valiant in the Christian's warfare, and peace will crown your joy. Lovingly yours, Mary Baker Eddy |
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