ONE morning, a few weeks ago, I awoke repeating the above significant words— significant, indeed, to all Christian Scientists. I had even forgotten the location of the material structure bearing the name, but it seemed so typical of our Cause, that I felt it had come to me for some good purpose.
I have since looked up the subject of the Eddystone Lighthouse, and find it situated in Great Britain, fourteen miles off Plymouth sound, and directly in the path of ships coming up the channel. The rock on which it stands was for centuries a place of death for mariners. There have been three lighthouses built upon this material rock. The present structure was completed in 1759, and still bears aloft its beacon light to warn of danger and guide travelers to the way of safety.
The picture before me as I write, is that of a tall stone tower, having visible at its base a few jagged rocks; while the waves, almost as high as the tower itself, are lashing it with fury. The forked lightning, darting from out the angry clouds, seems eager to put out the beacon light which shines resplendent through all the howling fury of the storm.
