As we allow principles of intelligence supremacy—you may call it God or infinite wisdom clothed with an embodiment as significant of power—we care not what it is called, we know this—that we find it a fountain of light, love, intelligence—power with order and harmony embodied with heat, life and growth. We find matter worlds or planets and stars whose fixed position renders them habitable and all controlled by one and the same and call it God—for it pervades all things and is therefor deific. From these material conditions we change to the spiritual, passing through sphere after sphere until we are received into the seventh where we are freed from all material condition that has retarded our progress toward that illimitable sphere of soul life where the fullest love and unbounded joy awaits the perfected soul. This is the acme of life—the soul centre of God's love—a fountain of eternal joy from which radiations are ever expanding toward all spheres—a world whose atmosphere is tinged with roseate hues—where rarest music is chanted through the sylvan glades and the echoing vespers make harmony, which fills the soul with joy where fountains of life are ever flowing, and where eternal beauty reigns supreme.
―MARTHA WASHINGTON

No comments:
Post a Comment