Man's wisdom finds no satisfaction in sin, but corporeal sense finds pleasure therein. The drunkard Drunkards. thinks he enjoys drunkenness; and you cannot make the inebriate leave his besottedness, until his physical sense of pleasure yields to a higher sense. Then he turns from his cups, as the startled dreamer who wakens from an incubus incurred through the pains of distorted sense. A man who likes to do wrong — finding pleasure in it, and refraining from it only through fear of consequences — is neither a safe temperance-man nor a reliable religionist.
The sharp experiences of belief in the supposititious life of matter, as well as our disappointments and ceaseless Weariness of error. woes, turn us, like tired children, to the arms of divine Love. Then we begin to learn Life, in Divine Science. Without this process of weaning, “who by searching can find out God?” It is easier to desire Truth than to rid one's self of error. Mortals may seek the understanding of Christian Science, but they will not be able to glean from it the facts of Being, without laboring for them. This strife consists in the endeavor to destroy error of every kind, and possess no other mind but God.
Through the wholesome chastisements of Love, we are helped onward in the march towards righteousness and Bright outlook. purity, which are the landmarks of Science. Pausing before the infinite tasks of Truth, we rest for a moment. Then we push onward, until boundless thought walks enraptured, and conception unconfined is winged to reach the divine glory.
In order to apprehend more, we must put into practice what we already know. We must recollect that
