VOICES OF SPRING – 12
Midst the falling leaves of old-time faiths, above the frozen crust of creed and dogma, the divine Mind-force, filling all space and having all power, upheaves the earth. In sacred solitude divine Science evolved nature as thought, and thought as things. This supreme potential Principle reigns in the realm of the real, and is “God with us,” the I AM. (Eddy, Mary Baker, Misc Writ 331:22-28)
VOICES OF SPRING – 11
When the white-winged dove feeds her callow brood, nestles them under her wings, and, in tones tremulous with tenderness, calls them to her breast, do mortals remember their cradle hymns, and thank God for those redemptive words from a mother’s lips which taught them the Lord’s Prayer?
O gentle presence, peace and joy and power; O Life divine, that owns each waiting hour; Thou Love that guards the nestling’s faltering flight! Keep Thou my child on upward wing to-night.
VOICES OF SPRING – 10
When downtrodden like the grass, did it make them humble, loving, obedient, full of good odor, and cause them to wait patiently on God for man’s rich heritage, — “dominion over all the earth”? Thus abiding in Truth, the warmth and sunlight of prayer and praise and understanding will ripen the fruits of Spirit, and goodness will have its springtide of freedom and greatness. (Eddy, Mary Baker, Misc Writ 330:4-11)
VOICES OF SPRING – 9
When gentle violet lifts its blue eye to heaven, and crown imperial unveils its regal splendor to the sun; when the modest grass, inhabiting the whole earth, stoops meekly before the blast; when the patient corn waits on the elements to put forth its slender blade, construct the stalk, instruct the ear, and crown the full corn in the ear, — then, are mortals looking up, waiting on God, and committing their way unto Him who tosses earth’s mass of wonders into their hands? (Eddy, Mary Baker, Misc Writ 330:28-4)
VOICES OF SPRING – 8
With each returning year, higher joys, holier aims, a purer peace and diviner energy, should freshen the fragrance of being. Nature’s first and last lessons teach man to be kind, and even pride should sanction what our natures need. Popularity, — what is it? A mere mendicant that boasts and begs, and God denies charity. (Eddy, Mary Baker, Misc Writ 330:21-27)
VOICES OF SPRING – 7
The alders bend over the streams to shake out their tresses in the water-mirrors; let mortals bow before the creator, and, looking through Love’s transparency, behold man in God’s own image and likeness, arranging in the beauty of holiness each budding thought. It is good to talk with our past hours, and learn what report they bear, and how they might have reported more spiritual growth. (Eddy, Mary Baker, Misc Writ 330:14-21)
VOICES OF SPRING – 5
What is the anthem of human life?
Has love ceased to moan over the new-made grave, and, looking upward, does it patiently pray for the perpetual springtide wherein no arrow wounds the dove? Human hope and faith should join in nature’s grand harmony, and, if on minor key, make music in the heart. (Eddy, Mary Baker, Misc Writ 330:3-8)
VOICES OF SPRING – 4
“The voice of the turtle is heard in our land.” The snow-bird that tarried through the storm, now chirps to the breeze; the cuckoo sounds her invisible lute, calling the feathered tribe back to their summer homes. Old robin, though stricken to the heart with winter’s snow, prophesies of fair earth and sunny skies. The brooklet sings melting murmurs to merry meadows; the leaves clap their hands, and the winds make melody through dark pine groves. (Eddy, Mary Baker, Misc Writ 329:24-2)