Some months ago I had a severe claim of neuralgia in my eyes. I tried to realize its nothingness, but it seemed so intensely painful, I grew impatient, and instead of working harder for harmony, allowed error to tempt me by suggesting the use of hot water to alleviate the suffering. I did get it ready, but as I was about to use it the words from our Hymnal came clearly to me,—
Whatever dims thy sense of Truth,
Or stains thy purity,
Though light as breath of summer air,
Count it as sin to thee.
My extremity was God's opportunity to teach me that I needed no help but His, no water, but the pure, invigorating water of Life which needs no preparation, but is ever ready to allay all pain, and which cleanses all impurities. I was glad for the lesson, and as its meaning became clear to me it brought relief from pain. It left with me a stronger faith in the Infinite Love which is "an everpresent help," a prayer for more grace and humility.
Macon, Ga.
