Not seeing and knowing it, he will never be at rest; seeing and knowing
it, his existence will yet indeed be a mystery to him and an awe, but no
more a dismay. To know that it is, and that it has power neither to
continue nor to cease, must to any soul alive enough to appreciate the
fact, be merest terror, save also it knows one with it the Power by
which it exists. From the man who comes to know and feel that Power in
him and one with him, loneliness, anxiety, and fear vanish; he is no
more an orphan without a home, a little one astray on the cold waste of
a helpless consciousness. 'Father,' he cries, 'hold me fast to thy
creating will, that I may know myself one with it, know myself its
outcome, its willed embodiment, and rejoice without trembling. Be this
the delight of my being, that thou hast willed, hast loved me forth; let
me know that I am thy child, born to obey thee. Dost thou not justify
thy deed to thyself by thy tenderness toward me? dost thou not justify
it to thy child by revealing to him his claim on thee because of thy
disparture of him from thyself, because of his utter dependence on thee?
Father, thou art in me, else I could not be in thee, could have no house
for my soul to dwell in, or any world in which to walk abroad,'

These truths are, I believe, the very necessities of fact, but a man
does not therefore, at a given moment, necessarily know them. It is
absolutely necessary, none the less, to his real being, that he should
know these spiritual relations in which he stands to his Origin; yea,
that they should be always present and potent with him, and become the
heart and sphere and all-pervading substance of his consciousness, of
which they are the ground and foundation. Once to have seen them, is not
always to see them. There are times, and those times many, when the
cares of this world--with no right to any part in our thought, seeing
either they are unreasonable or God imperfect--so blind the eyes of the
soul to the radiance of the eternally true, that they see it only as if