Pulpit and Press, by Mary Baker Eddy
Books by Mary Baker Eddy

Dedicatory Sermon
page 388


or suffer?  Our surety is in our confidence that we are
indeed dwellers in Truth and Love, man's eternal mansion.
Such a heavenly assurance ends all warfare, and bids tumult
cease, for the good fight we have waged is over, and
divine Love gives us the true sense of victory.  "They
shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of Thy house;
and Thou shalt make them drink of the river of Thy
pleasures."  No longer are we of the church militant, but
of the church triumphant; and with Job of old we exclaim,
"Yet in my flesh shall I see God."  The river of
His pleasures is a tributary of divine Love, whose living
waters have their source in God, and flow into everlasting
Life.  We drink of this river when all human desires are
quenched, satisfied with what is pleasing to the divine
Mind.
   Perchance some one of you may say, "The evidence of
spiritual verity in me is so small that I am afraid.  I feel
so far from victory over the flesh that to reach out for a
present realization of my hope savors of temerity.  Because
of my own unfitness for such a spiritual animus my


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strength is naught and my faith fails."  O thou "weak
and infirm of purpose."  Jesus said, "Be not afraid"!


       "What if the little rain should say,
         'So small a drop as I
       Can ne'er refresh a drooping earth,
         I'll tarry in the sky.'"


   Is not a man metaphysically and mathematically number
one, a unit, and therefore whole number, governed
and protected by his divine Principle, God?  You have
simply to preserve a scientific, positive sense of unity with
your divine source, and daily demonstrate this.  Then you
will find that one is as important a factor as duodecillions
in being and doing right, and thus demonstrating deific
Principle.  A dewdrop reflects the sun.  Each of Christ's
little ones reflects the infinite One, and therefore is the
seer's declaration true, that "one on God's side is a
majority."
   A single drop of water may help to hide the stars, or
crown the tree with blossoms.
   Who lives in good, lives also in God, - lives in all Life,
through all space.  His is an individual kingdom, his diadem
a crown of crowns.  His existence is deathless, forever
unfolding its eternal Principle.  Wait patiently on
illimitable Love, the lord and giver of Life.  Reflect this
Life, and with it cometh the full power of being.  "They
shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of Thy
house."
   In 1893 the World's Parliament of Religions, held in
Chicago, used, in all its public sessions, my form of prayer

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since 1866; and one of the very clergymen who had publicly
proclaimed me "the prayerless Mrs. Eddy," offered
his audible adoration in the words I use, besides listening
to an address on Christian Science from my pen, read by
Judge S. J. Hanna, in that unique assembly.
   When the light of one friendship after another passes
from earth to heaven, we kindle in place thereof the glow
of some deathless reality.  Memory, faithful to goodness,
holds in her secret chambers those characters of holiest
sort, bravest to endure, firmest to suffer, soonest to renounce.
Such was the founder of the Concord School of
Philosophy - the late A. Bronson Alcott.
   After the publication of "Science and Health with Key
to the Scriptures," his athletic mind, scholarly and serene,
was the first to bedew my hope with a drop of humanity.
When the press and pulpit cannonaded this book, he

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