Editorials

Observers of current trends discern a constantly rising tide of interest in the supernatural. Reputable city bookstores feature shelves full of books on various aspects of occult practice.

When Christ Jesus' public ministry broke onto the scene twenty centuries ago, human consciousness was stirred to its depths. Some people were deeply moved by his unparalleled healing work.

For spiritual development as well as human progress, we can take care of our time better. One thing we'll all benefit by is realizing the importance of this moment, and each moment.

We are pleased to announce a forward step in the administration of the Christian Science Benevolent Association Sanatorium at Chestnut Hill, Massachusetts, which is designed to increase the healing mission and efficiency of that facility in serving the northeastern region. A trusteeship has been established by this Board under Article I, Section 8, of the Manual of The Mother Church by our Leader, Mary Baker Eddy, to provide for administration of the facility by representatives of the northeastern region.

The capacity to see and hear clearly is an attainable goal for those seeking healing. And equally attainable is the preservation of clear sight and sharp hearing.

One of mankind's worst enemies is hatred. It may be discomforting to be hated, but it's injurious to do the hating.

Like every purposeful thing we do as Christian Scientists, writing for the periodicals should be placed on a metaphysical footing. This metaphysical basis has endless sparkling facets, and we view these individually.

A hundred years ago, the first step was taken toward founding the Church of Christ, Scientist. On April 12, 1879, Mary Baker Eddy and some of her students voted: "To organize a church designed to commemorate the word and works of our Master, which should reinstate primitive Christianity and its lost element of healing.

Looking across a chasm, we may be able to identify landmarks on the other side. Even though we've not been there before, maps, drawings—even that firsthand glimpse at a distance—may have given us at least a beginning feel of just what it is like over there.

A student on a subway platform reading a musical score, his lips pursed— finger and foot tapping, I noticed. I couldn't hear any music, but I'm sure he could.