TO-MORROW.

The work and cares of to-day easy if we do not worry about those of

To-morrow--The mysterious To-morrow and its terrors--The way to meet

the cares of To-morrow--To-morrow's opportunities will come as surely

as To-morrow's cares--Law supreme--No need to be afraid--The real

To-morrow.

The work of each day would be a pleasure if we would refrain from

attempting to perform at the same time the work of to-morrow. The

cares of to-day would cease to disturb us, if we would refuse to

anticipate the cares of to-morrow. The work of to-day is easily

performed, notwithstanding the fact that we spoiled the pleasure of

yesterday by fretting about the tasks of the coming day. The cares of

to-day do not seem half so terrible as they appeared viewed from the

distance of yesterday, nor do we suffer nearly as much from to-day's

burdens as we did yesterday in bearing these burdens in anticipation.

To-day is comparatively easy for us, but Oh, to-morrow. Aye, there's

the trouble--to-morrow. The past is gone, and its sorrows, cares,

troubles, misfortunes and work do not seem so terrible viewed from

this distance--the misfortunes of the past are now often known as

blessings in disguise. To-day is here, and we seem to be getting along

fairly well--excepting fearing the dawn of to-morrow. But

to-morrow--Oh! mysterious to-morrow--that delight of the child--that

bugaboo of the "grown up"--what shall we say of to-morrow? Who knows

what terrible monsters are lurking in its gloomy recesses--what

frightful cares are slumbering there--what dreadful shapes are there

crouching, with glowering eyes, awaiting our coming? No frightful tale

of childhood begins to compare in horror with this fantasy of

maturity--to-morrow.

Yesterday, with all its troubles--to-day, with its pressing

tasks--affright us not, but to-morrow, ah! to-morrow. Tell us of the

morrow! Who knows what a day may bring forth? Tell us how to meet the

terrors of to-morrow! Forsooth, an easy task, good friends. The way to

meet the terrors of to-morrow is to--wait until to-morrow.

The cares of to-morrow indeed! 'Twould be laughable if it were not so

pitiful. To-morrow's cares may come, will come, must come, but what of

to-morrow's opportunities, to-morrow's strength, to-morrow's chances,

circumstances, helpers? Don't you know that the supply of good things

does not cease with the close of to-day? Don't you know that in the

womb of the future sleep opportunities intended for your use when the

time comes? Don't you know that an earnest, confident expectation of

the good things to come will cause these good things to grow for your

use in the future? Well, it's so; they'll grow and grow and grow, and

then when you need them you will find them ripe and ready to pick.

Water them with Faith; surround them with the rich soil of Hope; let

them receive the full rays of the sun of Love, and the nourishing

fruit of Opportunity will be your reward--to-morrow.

Did you ever shiver with dread at the thought of what would happen if

the sun should not rise to-morrow? Did you ever doubt that the grass

would grow and the trees take on leaves next Spring? Did you ever fear

that perhaps the Summer would not come? Oh, no, of course not! These

things have always happened and you have sufficient faith to know that

they will occur again. Yes, but you have been fearing that

opportunities, chances, circumstances, may not be present to-morrow.

Oh, ye of little faith do you not know that this is no world of

chance? Do you not know that you are working under the operations of a

great Law, and that these things are as much amenable to that Law as

are the seasons, the crops, the motion of the earth, the planets, this

and countless other solar systems, the UNIVERSE!

The Law which regulates the motions of the millions of worlds, and

whose jurisdiction extends over Space--that Space the abstract idea of

which cannot be grasped by the puny intellect of man of to-day--also

takes cognizance of the tiny living organism too small to be seen

through our strongest microscope. The sparrow's fall comes under the

Law as well as the building of a magnificent series of solar systems.

And yet, man fears to-morrow.

Of all living beings, man alone fears to-morrow. Children, lovers and

philosophers escape the curse. The first two look forward to it with

joy and confidence, having the love that casteth out fear; the

philosopher's reason teaches him that which the intuition of the other

two has grasped. The child intuitively recognizes that the infinite

supply is inexhaustible and naturally expects to-morrow's supply as he

does to-morrow's sun. He has faith in the Law, until Fear is suggested

into his receptive mind by those who have grown old enough to fear.

The child knows that "there are just as good fish in the sea as ever

were caught," but the "grown-up" fears that to-day's fish is the last

in the sea, and fails to appreciate to-day's haul by reason of his

worry about the possible future failure of the fishing industry.

Oh No! I do not believe in just sitting down and folding my hands and

waiting for "mine own to come to me." I know that "mine own will come

to me," because I am doing well the work that the Law has placed

before me to do--that which lies nearest to my hand to-day. I believe

in work, good work, honest work, cheerful work, hopeful work,

confident work. I believe in the joy of work--the pleasure of

creating. And I believe that he who does his best work one day at a

time working with faith, hope and confidence in the morrow, with Fear

eliminated from his mind and replaced with Courage--I believe, I say,

that such a man will never find his cupboard empty, nor will his

children want for bread.

And furthermore, I believe that to-morrow is what we make it by our

thoughts to-day. I believe that we are sowing thought-seeds to-day,

which will grow up over night and bear fruit to-morrow. I believe that

"Thought takes form in Action," and that we are, and will be, just

what we think ourselves into being. I believe that our minds and

bodies are constantly being molded by our thoughts, and that the

measure of man's success is determined by the character of his

thoughts. And I believe that when man will throw off the incubus of

Fear, the frightful vision of the night will vanish, and, opening his

eyes, in the place of the monster he will see the fair form and

smiling face of a radiant creature, who, bending over him with

love-lit eyes, will softly whisper, "I am TO-MORROW."