It is the failure to stand by the things of Almighty Spirit, to the leap of authority, that accounts for the seemingly unmanageable misfortunes of aspiring men in all ages. They have supposed, in unguarded moments, that the yielding they must make was to the overbearing three dimensionals of misfortune, old age and dying.

Let us heed the voice of inspiration. That yielding which the sons of earth are dimly tending to make, is not to the three dimensions but to the God law that works above them. Although now, apparently, by my past downward viewing I have walled myself into feebleness, sickness, defeat, yet, speaking boldly from my bright secret Self, I am Strength itself -- I am flawless Confidence, I am Master of the willing God of my universe. This is the "opening of the lips with right things," and all the divine forces stand ready to minister to my leaping Word.

As the young eagle presses his leathery joints against the cracking she, all nature waiting in mute sympathy, expecting to be governed by his new born demands, so the Still God of the universe waits to move through all visible and invisible items to minister in willing docility to my undiverted high confidence.

Although "the flocks shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls; yet will I joy in the God of my salvation," still forever we hear the voice of the poverty-surrounded Habakkuk singing through the night watches, our steadfast example through the ages.

The meekness of the mind, the will, the heart, opening to the Healing Good, is moving aside for a lordship not of the flesh to act. "Watch therefore; for ye know not what hour" your lordship rises.