Well Doinge Is The Fruite Of Doinge Well

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         This period is big with events. Fraught with history,
15    it repeats the past and portends much for the future.

         The Scriptural metaphors,—of the woman in travail,
         the great red dragon that stood ready to devour the child
         as soon as it was born, and the husbandmen that said,
         “This is the heir: come, let us kill him, that the in-
20    heritance may be ours,”—are type and shadow of this

         A mother’s love touches the heart of God, and should
         it not appeal to human sympathy? Can a mother tell
         her child one tithe of the agonies that gave that child
25    birth? Can that child conceive of the anguish, until she
         herself is become a mother?

         Do the children of this period dream of the spiritual
         Mother’s sore travail, through the long night, that has
         opened their eyes to the light of Christian Science? Cherish

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1      these new-born children that filial obedience to which the
         Decalogue points with promise of prosperity? Should not
         the loving warning, the far-seeing wisdom, the gentle entreaty,
         the stern rebuke have been heeded, in return for
5      all that love which brooded tireless over their tender
         years? for all that love that hath fed them with Truth,—
         even the bread that cometh down from heaven,—as the
         mother-bird tendeth her young in the rock-ribbed nest of
         the raven’s callow brood!

10    And what of the hope of that parent whose children
         rise up against her; when brother slays brother, and
         the strength of union grows weak with wickedness?
         The victim of mad ambition that saith, “This is
         the heir: come, let us kill him, that the inheritance
15    may be ours,” goes on to learn that he must at last
         kill this evil in “self” in order to gain the kingdom
         of God.

         Envy, the great red dragon of this hour, would obscure
         the light of Science, take away a third part of the stars
20    from the spiritual heavens, and cast them to the earth.
         This is not Science. Per contra, it is the mortal mind
         sense—mental healing on a material basis—hurling
         its so-called healing at random, filling with hate its
         deluded victims, or resting in silly peace upon the
25    laurels of headlong human will. “What shall, therefore,
         the Lord of the vineyard do? He will come and destroy
         the husbandmen, and will give the vineyard unto

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