“Christ And Christmas”

An Illustrated Poem

This poem and its illustrations are as hopelessly origi-

nal as is “Science and Health with Key to the Scrip-

tures.” When the latter was first issued, critics declared [1]

that it was incorrect, contradictory, unscientific, unchris-

tian; but those human opinions had not one feather's

weight in the scales of God. The fact remains, that

the textbook of Christian Science is transforming the [5]

universe.

“Christ and Christmas” voices Christian Science

through song and object-lesson. In two weeks from the

date of its publication in December, 1893, letters extoll-

ing it were pouring in from artists and poets. A mother [10]

wrote, “Looking at the pictures in your wonderful book

has healed my child.”

Knowing that this book would produce a stir, I sought

the judgment of sound critics familiar with the works

of masters in France and Italy. From them came such [15]

replies as the following: “The illustrations of your poem

are truly a work of art, and the artist seems quite familiar

with delineations from the old masters.” I am delighted

to find “Christ and Christmas” in accord with the

ancient and most distinguished artists. [20]

The Christian Science Journal gives no uncertain dec-

laration concerning the spirit and mission of “Christ and

Christmas.”

I aimed to reproduce, with reverent touch, the modest

glory of divine Science. Not by aid of foreign device [25]

or environment could I copy art,—never having seen

the painter's masterpieces; but the art of Christian

Science, with true hue and character of the living God,

is akin to its Science: and Science and Health gives

scopes and shades to the shadows of divinity, thus im- [30]

parting to humanity the true sense of meekness and

might.

One incident serves to illustrate the simple nature of [1]

art.

I insisted upon placing the serpent behind the woman

in the picture “Seeking and Finding.” My artist at the

easel objected, as he often did, to my sense of Soul's [5]

expression through the brush; but, as usual, he finally

yielded. A few days afterward, the following from Roth-

erham's translation of the New Testament was handed

to me,—I had never before seen it: “And the serpent

cast out of his mouth, behind the woman, water as a [10]

river, that he might cause her to be river-borne.” Neither

material finesse, standpoint, nor perspective guides the

infinite Mind and spiritual vision that should, does, guide

His children.

One great master clearly delineates Christ's appear- [15]

ing in the flesh, and his healing power, as clad not in

soft raiment or gorgeous apparel; and when forced out

of its proper channel, as living feebly, in kings' courts.

This master's thought presents a sketch of Christian-

ity's state, in the early part of the Christian era, as [20]

homelessness in a wilderness. But in due time Chris-

tianity entered into synagogues, and, as St. Mark

writes, it has rich possession here, with houses and

lands. In Genesis we read that God gave man do-

minion over all things; and this assurance is followed [25]

by Jesus' declaration, “All power is given unto me

in heaven and in earth,” and by his promise that the

Christlike shall finally sit down at the right hand of the

Father.

Christian Science is more than a prophet or a proph- [30]

ecy: it presents not words alone, but works,—the daily

demonstration of Truth and Love. Its healing and sav-

ing power was so great a proof of Immanuel and the [1]

realism of Christianity, that it caused even the publi-

cans to justify God. Although clad in panoply of power,

the Pharisees scorned the spirit of Christ in most of its

varied manifestations. To them it was cant and carica- [5]

ture,—always the opposite of what it was. Keen and

alert was their indignation at whatever rebuked hypocrisy

and demanded Christianity in life and religion. In view

of this, Jesus said, “Wisdom is justified of all her

children.” [10]

Above the fogs of sense and storms of passion, Chris-

tian Science and its art will rise triumphant; ignorance,

envy, and hatred—earth's harmless thunder—pluck

not their heaven-born wings. Angels, with overtures,

hold charge over both, and announce their Principle and [15]

idea.

It is most fitting that Christian Scientists memorize

the nativity of Jesus. To him who brought a great light

to all ages, and named his burdens light, homage is in-

deed due,—but is bankrupt. I never looked on my [20]

ideal of the face of the Nazarite Prophet; but the one

illustrating my poem approximates it.

Extremists in every age either doggedly deny or fran-

tically affirm what is what: one renders not unto Cæsar

“the things that are Cæsar's;” the other sees “Helen's [25]

beauty in a brow of Egypt.”

Pictures are portions of one's ideal, but this ideal is

not one's personality. Looking behind the veil, he that

perceives a semblance between the thinker and his thought

on canvas, blames him not. [30]

Because my ideal of an angel is a woman without

feathers on her wings,—is it less artistic or less natu-

ral? Pictures which present disordered phases of ma- [1]

terial conceptions and personality blind with animality,

are not my concepts of angels. What is the material ego,

but the counterfeit of the spiritual?

The truest art of Christian Science is to be a Chris- [5]

tian Scientist; and it demands more than a Raphael to

delineate this art.

The following is an extract from a letter reverting to

the illustrations of “Christ and Christmas”:—

“In my last letter, I did not utter all I felt about the [10]

wonderful new book you have given us. Years ago,

while in Italy, I studied the old masters and their great

works of art thoroughly, and so got quite an idea of

what constitutes true art. Then I spent two years in

Paris, devoting every moment to the study of music and [15]

art.

“The first thing that impressed me in your illustra-

tions was the conscientious application to detail, which is

is the foundation of true art. From that, I went on to

study each illustration thoroughly, and to my amazement [20]

and delight I find an almost identical resemblance, in

many things, to the old masters! In other words, the art

is perfect.

“The hands and feet of the figures—how many times

have I seen these hands and feet in Angelico's “Jesus,” [25]

or Botticelli's “Madonna”!

“It gave me such a thrill of joy as no words can ex-

press, to see produced to-day that art—the only true

art—that we have identified with the old masters, and

mourned as belonging to them exclusively,—a thing of [30]

the past, impossible of reproduction.

“All that I can say to you, as one who gives no mean

attention to such matters, is that the art is perfect. It [1]

is the true art of the oldest, most revered, most authen-

tic Italian school, revived. I use the words most au-

thentic in the following sense: the face, figure, and

drapery of Jesus, very closely resemble in detail the [5]

face, figure, and drapery of that Jesus portrayed by the

oldest of the old masters, and said to have been authen-

tic; the face having been taken by Fra Angelico from

Cæsar's Cameo, the figure and garments from a descrip-

tion, in The Galaxy, of a small sketch handed down [10]

from the living reality. Their productions are expres-

sionless copies of an engraving cut in a stone. Yours

is a palpitating, living Saviour engraven on the heart.

You have given us back our Jesus, and in a much better

is form.” [15]