Exactly, as in everything that grows, there is a tiny germ of life, which is Divine, which makes even the little seed planted in the dark ground struggle to gather to itself exactly the particles needed for its growth—which makes the seed keep on growing and growing until it is firmly rooted and able to put up its shoots above ground, so, in every human heart, there is this divine knowledge that the God of Love has impregnated the soil of its life—or let us say, the surrounding circumstances of its life, with exactly the conditions, which will make it strong. Then it finds that every struggle helps it to take root more deeply, and finally, through this rooting and the discriminating following of the Divine instinct, at last it will put up a spiritual shoot into the sunshine.
Then it will find the corroboration of all its inner convictions.
It will find that while underground it may have dreamed that the sun shone and the rain fell and the wind blew, and that flowers did blossom and grow, but now, after its long struggle, it has at last proved that all this is true.
Therefore, one of the most convincing, yet mystical sayings, is that the soul must grow, as the flower grows, silently, yet surely opening its heart to the spiritual Sun.
Only as the soul thus follows this Light and keeps on struggling will the proof ultimately come to it that indeed it is all true.
The things we are personally inclined to are the things we cannot help believing, but commonsense says that we must put them to the proof.

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