GREAT tones and waves of Cosmic Ether are coming to the darkness of the earth. Licking slowly, as do ocean’s waves, the high tide of Cosmic Knowledge is reaching many.

This tide, like that of the ocean, may be reached by those who seek, and no one, even he who is only flecked by the foam, can ever be the same in his consciousness again.

The inoculation sometimes takes years to mature, but once the germ is planted, that man is marked, and soon or late will be drawn into the field of service in the Work of the Master.

Out from the Cosmic Fortress, legions of mighty hosts march, relieving the duress of earth’s weary and lost.

Hold the flame of Faith high. Only by Faith may ye all survive. Mankind stands upon the brink of a deep abyss. By careful discipline he may build steps and hand-holds upon which to sustain himself ever at the top. Otherwise the erosion of self will wash all the foundation from beneath his feet, and the slimy ooze of past sinfulness will slip from beneath his fingers as he is hurled howling into the boiling current in the depths of the abyss.

And so I say unto you, “Hold to your Faith—Faith in the divinity of thy Maker and thyself! Faith in the ultimate good in all things. Faith that all paths, however devious, emerge at last at the foot of the throne of that Omnipotent Being, Whose commands we obey always, however willingly, or unwillingly.

But it is he who, with willing and glad heart, obeys the commands of his Maker, that climbs the path with less thorns to tear his flesh and with less obstacles in his way.

GIVE YOUR aid to the few strong hands that keep back the powers of darkness from obtaining complete victory. Then do you enter on a partnership of joy that brings indeed terrible toil and profound sadness, but also a great and ever-increasing delight. —From Light on the Path.