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IT IS MORNING NOW

From the September 1899 issue of The Christian Science Journal


"Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures," the precious text-book given us by one anointed of God to proclaim His Truth to the world, defines "Morning" as "Light; symbol of Truth; revelation and progress" (Page 582). First, the faint dawn that comes to us in the darkness of human belief; then progress, as the understanding of Truth unfolds to our consciousness until the bright morning light is revealed; then the perfect day of divine Love, wherein "No night drops down upon the troubled breast" (Mrs. Eddy in "Mother's Evening Prayer"). How often in a night of darkness and suffering we longingly wait for the morning. Our faith is tried, and understanding is put to a severe test. Mortal sense tells us that for us there is no morning, but we know that God is Light, and that there is a morning after every night so faith looks up trustingly in the darkness, and we "wait patiently on the Lord," until in the very denseness of the night, we begin to hare a consciousness of day.

One summer night I sat beside the bed of a sufferer. Before me was an open window, and with thought winged with earnest prayer I gazed into the darkness. The sky was studded with bright stars, but away back of the stars, as it seemed, the darkness was dense, black. I had lost all sense of time as the hours slowly passed. One moment the darkness seemed, if possible, to increase, but in the next moment, suddenly, there came to me a consciousness of approaching dawn. My eyes told me of no change, but I knew that I should soon see the dawn, and while I waited for the fulfilment of this intuitive prophecy, faint rays of light shot up into the darkness, and gradually a soft flush permeated the sky, and the stars grew dim, until, the sun arisen. I could see them no more.

Thus in the night of human belief with its sorrow and woe believing God's promise that there shall be light: faithfully watching for Love's morning, we intuitively know before we see it, that it is near. Hope foretells it. Love whispers it to our waiting hearts, and while we wait the Sun of Righteousness arises, and every earth-light goes out in the full effulgence of the true Light.

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