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<h2>To a Young Friend</h2>
<p class="c3">Who Has Become Interested in the Metaphysical
Thoughts of the Day
</p>
<p>Your letter bubbled with enthusiasm, and steamed with optimism.
I am rejoiced that you have come into so healthful a line of
thought, for I know of no one who was in more immediate need of it
than you, when we last met.
</p>
<p>As your hostess, I could not tell you how wearing to the nerves
your continual reverting to your physical ills became: and I hope I
did not seem wholly unsympathetic to you when I so frequently made
the effort to change the conversation to more cheerful topics.
</p>
<p>And now you tell me that you are astounded to find how universal
is this topic with all classes, and on all occasions when one or
two human beings gather together even in "His name." Your recital
of the church sewing-bee, where all the good Christian women
described their diseases and the different operations they and
their friends had undergone, is as amusing as it is distressingly
realistic.
</p>
<p>What a pity that the old theology fostered the idea that God
especially loved the people he afflicted with illness and poverty
and trouble! It has filled the world with egotistical and selfish
invalids and idlers, who have believed they were "God's chosen
ones," instead of realizing that they were the natural results of
broken laws, which might be mended by the aid of the God-power in
themselves, once they understood it.
</p>
<p>How Christians have reconciled the idea of a God of love with a
God who wanted his chosen ones to be sick and poor, is a problem I
cannot solve.
</p>
<p>Of course you are well, and growing stronger daily, now that you
realize the fact that God made only health, wealth, and love, and
that he intended all his children to share his opulence.
</p>
<p>As soon as the mind is filled with a dominating idea, no lesser
ones can find lodgment therein.
</p>
<p>A woman of my acquaintance suffered agonies from seasickness.
</p>
<p>She crossed the ocean twice each year, yet seemed unable to
accustom herself to the experience.
</p>
<p>On her last voyage her child fell dangerously sick with typhoid
fever on the second day out at sea.
</p>
<p>So wrought up was the mother, and so filled with the thought of
her child, that she never felt one moment's seasickness. Her mind
was otherwise occupied.
</p>
<p>Now you have filled your mind with a consciousness of your
divine right to health and happiness, and the thought of sickness
and disease has no room.
</p>
<p>Yet do not be discouraged if you feel the old ailments and
indispositions returning at times. A complete change in mental
habits, is difficult to obtain in a moment.
</p>
<p>Be satisfied to grow slowly. A wise philosopher has said, "It is
not in never falling that we show our strength, but in our ability
to rise after repeated falls, and to continue our journey in
triumph."
</p>
<p>Avoid talking your belief to every individual you meet. It will
be breaking your string of pearls for the feet of swine to tread
upon. Those who are ready for these truths will indicate the fact
to you, and then will be your time for speech. And when you do
speak, say little, and say it briefly and to the point.
</p>
<p>Leave some things for other minds to study out alone. The people
who are not ready for higher ideals of religion and life, will only
ridicule or combat your theories and beliefs, if you force them to
listen.
</p>
<p>Wait until you have fully illustrated by your own conduct of
life, that you have something beside vague theories to prove your
statements of the power of the mind to conquer circumstance. The
world is full to-day of bedraggled and haggard men and women, who
are talking loudly of the power of mind to restore youth and
health, and bestow riches and success.
</p>
<p>Do not add yourself to the unlovely and tiresome army of
talkers, until you prove yourself a doer.
</p>
<p>And even after you have shown a record of health and prosperity
and usefulness, let your silent influence speak louder than your
uttered words.
</p>
<p>The moment a philosopher becomes a bore, he ceases to be a
philosopher.
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