The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1925-06-06


itual,
Ny Christian brethren -. -
nat was the way he began the address.
nd he spoke very nicely.
How vain is human life"-he continued. ooh
Die, people, wherefore do ye believe that your
means anything upon this earthly road, which
Is from the finite into the infinite. There is no
ian body, there is only human soul. Fine
stalls float in the air. Fine srystal grains, lit |
crystals of the sould float onward on
d . Poor humanity These fine crystal
ms could glide on toward salvation. They
Id arise from the earthly road into the heavenly
mite. People could fly toward paradise without
n, without sickness, without earthly troubles i
For everything my Christian brethren, isl
vision. Is there sickness? No. The human
stalls are healthy. The great faith is sufficient
do away with any disturbance in the crystal
yements. Our faith In our Lord, Jesus Christ,
fees to heal the broken bone. To regulate again
'scirculation of the blood in the decayed lung
This magnificent prohpesying did not quite over
ne the audience The atmosphere was not yet
h that the people there could be warmed up
u and thru. The Christian Scientist and poet
Lized this, and he was always extremely proud
1T he could establish full spiritual contact with
hearers. A deep stiffness prevailed in the room.
voice flowed deeper and deeper thru the hall.
'People! People! Ye are soul-crystals on
g earthly road. Oh, how foolish are those who
Iieve that earthly welfare means anything. The
ul-crystals feel no connection with that which of
IS earthly comforts, with that which is bound
with the worldly. To u.s. soul crystals, it is all
same, whether we live in a hut or in palace.
IT bread is the word Of Jesus, and our wine his
Ood, which he shed for us :" ,@"
The eyes of few hearers became filed with
ars 9 t
"Oh vain wish,-to become rich. The radiant
tbs are open to all. We are all one in the Lord.
1eryone remains where he has beheld the light of
is world, on whichever way it was decided for
N to tread. All is vision. Imagination. And
ere is only one reality :. Our soul :.
ad our body soul-crystal ="
The heavy fragrance of the flowers made the
~ils tremble. The twilight cast its spell upon
udience. All waited for the deep voice. The
qlhaired, holy poets deep voice wandering in
aven s,.
/" And what is poverty? Imagination.
here is no poverty. Everyone of us is rich. The
Jul is pure gold. Trembling presentiment of ex-
tence Poor? There is no such thing. 1t is but
|ul, that it may glide on upon the silver road,
ght as feather of fame. And the way is so short
lat even the bit of bread is not always necessary.
here is no hunger. Hunger too is only magma
bn. The crystal sould floats on and on = :.
pon the road which leads into the infinite, death
30 is only imagination. Ours is eternal life. The
rystal soul descends into the deep. And there it
evolves This is understanding This
rings joy All men are equally fortunate,
neither poor, or rich. We must do nothing else
han to give this knowledge in equal measure to
he poor and rich, and the soul-crystals will find
heYselves in eternal brotherhood at the feet of
4 Lord Jesus Christ" Ensr
Z N sank on his knees. And all bent their heads.
'rhat was real success"-Mrs. Broidin con-
luded
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