THE WORLD ADJUSTING TO TRUTH.
I hold that the world to-day, more perfectly than ever before, is urging an accurate adjustment of the human soul to truth—that which alone the body demands for health, the mind for development, the deeper self for peace and power.
The old adjustments no longer satisfy. Truth is, indeed, eternal, but our relation must keep pace with it as we swing through the vast heavens of time. The photographs of yesterday do not speak correctly for to-day. We do not deny the stars; we only deny the science that is past.
This adjustment is a huge PRAYER. It is a request for truth, in a sense, but for truth only. And it is an ASSURANCE. It expects the truth. Now, that is the best kind of praying I know—Expectation in Adjustment.
When you plant your seed or properly place your telescope, you have created adjustment, and you expect harvest and picture. EXPECTATION IN ADJUSTMENT IS ASSUMPTION.
The world no longer merely ASKS for truth; it harmonizes with
Nature and Life, and so, APPROPRIATES.
The World's New Dawn.
You are invited to make this thought a lifelong affirmation: IN
HARMONY I APPROPRIATE ALL GOOD.
Such is one of my reasons for believing that the world is growing better. This attitude toward Truth has influenced for the better every legitimate activity of man. The results are seen in Benevolence, Business, Education, Government, Religion. A new day of splendid, unhampered, happy and growing spiritual life is bursting over the earth. Souls are coming free. Hearts are thrilling with courage. In minds has begun the swing and heave of the sea.
I ask you to take the following lines as a symbol of the world's wonderful sense of appropriation that is everywhere evident.
The sea, the pine, the stars, the forest deep,
Bequeath to me at will their subtle wealth.
Or still days brood, or rough winds round me sweep,
Mine is the buoyant earth-man's vibrant health:
All things for love of me their vigils keep—
I am the soul of health, of wealth.
Run, sea, in my heart!
Pine, sing in my heart!
Stars, glow in my heart!
For ye are mine, and my soul,
Like ye, is a part
Of the Marvelous Whole.
There's no thing dear to me is not my wealth,
And none that sees me I would distant keep;
For swift possession is my earth-man's health,
Or still days brood, or rough winds round me sweep:
All things for love of me their vigils keep—
I am the soul of health, of wealth.
You are invited, now, to seize and use the spirit of this attitude of appropriation for your own welfare and power.