COLOMBE looked very thoughtful as she watched the many new farm animals moving contentedly about and heard her Daddy planning improvements to their farm.

“And to think, Mother,” she said later, “that all of this is due to our having the right kind of thought-pictures for God’s Light to shine through! It hardly seems possible that thoughts could be so powerful! But why does Daddy say he got our animals when it was God who sent them to us?”

“Why, Colombe!” laughed Mother, “Don’t you suppose God can work through Daddy to accomplish His Will? You remember from your Live Doll stories that God is the Life moving all of us. So how easy, then, for God to walk Daddy over to get the animals! It’s the same way with everything. You made a strong thought-picture of a new dress you wanted and put your interest into the picture—then God walked Aunt Amy over to a store to bring it to you. Do you understand?”

“Well, Mother, I get a little mixed up, because you tell a story one time about God being in us as a Hand of Light moving us about, and then another time the story tells that we are just pictures.”

“Oh, my! Colombe, I should say you are confused. I never said that you, the real you was just a picture. We had better straighten all this out for you. Now first, let’s think of God everywhere and in everything, and to make it clear we will imagine him as a blazing Light of Love. Next, think of the many, many rays of light shining from Him, and being a part of Him, just as is the sunshine a part of the Sun; each of these rays we will call the Christ self of some person.

Now each Christ-ray is “wearing” about It—just as we are wearing our bodies—a wonderful “live doll” like a sort of glove; but this “live doll” isn’t a cloth one like we made, but instead is a glorious shining angel—is our soul—the real of us. Now each wonderful, beautiful soul has a mind. To make that clear to you, try to imagine a “live doll” made of light, with a moving-machine in its head for the Christ light-ray to shine through and a marvelous “radio” which can send out and receive thoughts. Can you see this beautiful live-doll-Angel moved about by the Christ-ray hand within it and shining through it? Now can you imagine this same Christ-light-ray shining through the moving-machine in our soul’s head? Of course the pictures which the soul’s moving-machine mind makes is its body and its world.”

“But Mother, how could my moving-machine mind make the world, when Aunt Amy said it was here before I was born?”

“That’s a good question, Colombe,” smiled Mother. “But remember that this is not the only body which you have worn. You, the real you have been here in different bodies longer than the sun, the moon, or the earth which you see, as they all came from the feeling-pictures which you and all the other souls have made while ‘wearing’ or picturing many, many bodies. You see, each person’s lifetime is somewhat like a film run through the soul’s moving-machine. You, a soul, like every other soul, have run many, many different films, or lives, through your moving-mind, or in other words have ‘lived’ in many different bodies. And since our mind, besides being a moving-machine, is also a radio which can send and receive thoughts from any distance, it must then be connected up with all other minds and can tune in on any sort of thoughts desired. However, most souls just leave their radio open to whatever comes along, and accept it as their thought, sending it out into the world through their moving-machine.

Now you have already seen what one or two minds can create by the right sort of pictures. Imagine, then, all the people on earth receiving and sending forth the same thought for a long, long time, each thinking it to be his own thought, and making it stronger by his feeling of interest in it. Wouldn’t that make a strong picture?”

“Oh yes,” cried Colombe. “I begin to see! You told me in the last story about rolling a thought around in our minds like a snowball until it got real big. If all those people rolled a thought around, it would certainly get awfully big, wouldn’t it? Boy! What a snowball we could make with so many ‘pushers’!”

“And that’s just how this big powerful earth with everything on it came to be made—all by many minds believing and feeling the same thing! Do you understand all that puzzled you now?”

“All but one thing, Mother. In the Bible stories Aunt Amy reads me, it says that God made the sun, the moon, and the earth!”

“Yes, Colombe,” replied her mother, “God did make the real sun, moon, stars, earth, and people. But very few of us see the sun, earth, etc., that God made, because it is hidden back of the ones we have made with our minds. God made everything good and bright and beautiful, but our minds have covered most of these with dark, ugly pictures.”

“The ugly pictures could be removed easily, couldn’t they?” asked the little girl.

“If we really wanted to, they most certainly could,” was the answer. “We need only to shut out all those loud clamoring thoughts outside of us, coming from so many other minds, and tune into the beautiful thoughts coming from within—and then put these Godthoughts into our movie machine, and what a different world we would see!”