The Impersonal Life

by Joseph Sieber Benner

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The Inner Life

THE HERALD OF THE NEW AGE | JANUARY 1935

A MIRACLE

THE following story is told about a certain well known and much loved Truth Teacher. As it came to us through several channels all the details may not be correct, but the main parts we believe are so, and because it conveys a very significant suggestion to those who are students of the Mind articles in this magazine and to those who are preparing and perfecting themselves for Inner Work, we use it at this time to show all such the great possibilities of thinking the truth, and holding it in consciousness, despite what is appearing outwardly, until the truth outmanifests.

This Truth Teacher in the early days of his spiritual life, after he had come into his soul awakening and the realization that God is All in all, and that His Holy Spirit, the Christ, is the Light and Life of every man, was led by that Spirit to prove this Truth to the satisfaction of his outer mind.

So he was inspired to go to a certain notorious saloon in New York City patronized by the criminal class, and to ask a bartender if he could rest there. He probably gave him a dollar or so to quiet his wonder and suspicions, and took a seat in the corner of the room with his back to the bar and its patrons, apparently paying no attention to them.

He sat there all through the morning, the afternoon and the evening. About one o’clock the next morning, the owner of the saloon came to him and shook him by the shoulder, apparently keeping him from deep slumber—at least so thought the saloon-keeper.

“Here my man, do you know what time it is? It is closing time, and I guess you will have to go.”

“Why, I did not think you closed so early; do you not keep open all night?”

“Yes, we usually do, but something has got into this d—d place today and tonight. For some reason almost every customer that came in—even old-timers who never knew when to quit—took only one drink and left. I could see something seemed to come to each one as they lifted their glasses, and then a funny look came into their faces. I do not know what to make of it. There has been something d—d queer about the place all day,


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