Miscellaneous Writings (1883-1896) by Mary Baker Eddy
Books by Mary Baker Eddy
LOVE YOUR ENEMIES
LOVE YOUR ENEMIES
Who is thine enemy that thou shouldst love him? Is
it a creature or a thing outside thine own creation?
Can you see an enemy, except you first formulate this
enemy and then look upon the object of your own
conception? What is it that harms you? Can height, or
depth, or any other creature separate you from the
Love that is omnipresent good, - that blesses infinitely
one and all?
Simply count your enemy to be that which defiles,
defaces, and dethrones the Christ-image that you should
reflect. Whatever purifies, sanctifies, and consecrates
human life, is not an enemy, however much we suffer in
the process. Shakespeare writes: "Sweet are the uses
of adversity." Jesus said: "Blessed are ye, when men
shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all
manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake; . . .
for so persecuted they the prophets which were before
The Hebrew law with its "Thou shalt not," its demand
and sentence, can only be fulfilled through the
gospel's benediction. Then, "Blessed are ye," insomuch
as the consciousness of good, grace, and peace,
comes through affliction rightly understood, as sanctified
by the purification it brings to the flesh, - to pride,
self-ignorance, self-will, self-love, self-justification. Sweet,
indeed, are these uses of His rod! Well is it that the
Shepherd of Israel passes all His flock under His rod
into His fold; thereby numbering them, and giving them
refuge at last from the elements of earth.
"Love thine enemies" is identical with "Thou hast
no enemies." Wherein is this conclusion relative to
those who have hated thee without a cause? Simply, in
that those unfortunate individuals are virtually thy best
friends. Primarily and ultimately, they are doing thee
good far beyond the present sense which thou canst entertain
Whom we call friends seem to sweeten life's cup and
to fill it with the nectar of the gods. We lift this cup
to our lips; but it slips from our grasp, to fall in fragments
before our eyes. Perchance, having tasted its
tempting wine, we become intoxicated; become lethargic,
dreamy objects of self-satisfaction; else, the contents
of this cup of selfish human enjoyment having lost
its flavor, we voluntarily set it aside as tasteless and
unworthy of human aims.
And wherefore our failure longer to relish this fleeting
sense, with its delicious forms of friendship,
wherewith mortals become educated to gratification in
personal pleasure and trained in treacherous peace?
Because it is the great and only danger in the path
that winds upward. A false sense of what constitutes
happiness is more disastrous to human progress
than all that an enemy or enmity can obtrude upon
the mind or engraft upon its purposes and achievements
wherewith to obstruct life's joys and enhance its sorrows.
We have no enemies. Whatever envy, hatred, revenge
- the most remorseless motives that govern mortal mind
- whatever these try to do, shall "work together for good
to them that love God."
Because He has called His own, armed them, equipped
them, and furnished them defenses impregnable. Their
God will not let them be lost; and if they fall they shall
rise again, stronger than before the stumble. The good
cannot lose their God, their help in times of trouble.
If they mistake the divine command, they will recover
it, countermand their order, retrace their steps, and
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