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At first it may be no more than a peep at good— simple control. But the practicing scout climbs higher.

Man is not fragile as glittering snowflake clutched in fist But solid beyond rock more faceted than diamond grasped in Spirit. Geoffrey J.

Extinguish shallow mortal peering, plunge deep!— beyond flimsy mortal impressions For inspiration continue penetrating deeper, crushing self-stones of apathy, hate, sensuality. For actual inspiration advance now!—stand to view in new, crisp focus firsthand, radiant man.

Our world contains a wealth of walls: walls to protect and walls to limit to imprison to prevent. And there are also other kinds of walls: thick walls of fear high walls of intellectualism (almost too high to hurdle) and walls for selfishness to hoard behind.

With pointed inquiry dig about the roots of thought, let in Life's irradiance. Here's no fallow ground; growth is not by seasons.

Don't let on. Keep it dark.

I was standing in the damp, cramped Underground room at Philippi, said to have been Where Paul was cast after many stripes were laid upon him. A small finger-smudged icon and footworn step Broke the foreboding flatness of four uneven crumbling clay walls And, standing in the damp, cramped Underground at Philippi, Picturing Paul thrust there, his feet fast in the stocks, I prayed aspiringly: God, make the singing of my soul Break prison bands for others, at midnight, and in every hour! Leaving the damp, cramped Underground at Philippi, I stood in Paul's bright sun, Expecting Love's eternal promise of its unshackled likeness— Knowing Spirit's joy could sing its song through me.

is Soul's cry the Word's meaning sung the sound of God being— His euphony of joy Godfrey John.

Seeing my friend in church (after a long absence) I think, "How wonderful! He's come home again. " Then I hear the Father say to me—quite plainly— "My son has never been away.

"Church heals the sick," I thought, "so why not me?" and searched the definition See Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy, p.