Martyrs are human links, connecting one stage with another in the history of religion. They are luminaries that sink below the horizon of personal sense, but reappear in the amplitude of Soul. Consciousness of right brings its own reward; but not amid the smoke of the battle is merit seen or appreciated. The right spirit is expressed in Miss Coolidge's poem: —
| If I were told that I must die to-morrow, |
| That the next sun |
| Which sinks should bear me past all fear and sorrow |
| For any one, — |
| All the fight fought, all the short journey through, — |
| What should I do? |
| I do not think that I should shrink or falter, |
| But just go on, |
| Doing my work, nor change nor seek to alter |
| Aught that is gone; |
| But rise and move and love and smile, and pray |
| For one more day. |
The belief that Spirit is finite instead of infinite has darkened all history. Finite spirit would be mortal, and this is the physical error included in the belief that the Infinite can be contained in the finite. This belief tends to becloud the apprehension of the coming of the kingdom of heaven, in the reign of harmony and Science of Being.
Jesus taught but One God, One Spirit. Spirit made man in the image and likeness of Himself — that of Spirit, not of matter; and man reflects infinite Truth, Life, and Love. This nature of man includes more than is implied by the term person.
From this comes Jesus' divine logic, expressed by the words “I and the Father are one.” This truly scientific
