A SICKLY sentimentalism foists itself upon the public and says "I am Love. I am too pure and sweet and gentle to recognize evil or hate, and if I see my brother doing wrong I hold him in thought as doing right so it is unnecessary to speak to him and point out his error lest he be angry with me and seek to injure me." Such sentiments are advocated by some who claim to represent Christian Science, and pride themselves on their fidelity to Science and Health, and the Way-shower, who is going before us so patiently, and lovingly, and dealing with malignant evil, in forms we cannot yet apprehend, but must some day meet in a less degree, because she has seen and conquered it for herself before us.
Such exponents of Christian Science, are like shepherds who seek to care for large flocks, content with numbers, rather than quality; who fail to see the wolves who sneak in the very midst of the flock, concealed under the stolen fleece, until they are well inside the fold.
Such an one, fails at last to see any difference between sheep and wolves, and welcomes all who will follow him as their leader; fondly hoping that smoothness, gentleness, and this false claim of love, will at last bring even wolves and wild beasts to lie down with his lambs in peace and safety.
