Royalty
e get what we give.
I have never
known this rule to fail in the
Long run. If we give sympathy,
appreciation, goodwill, charitable
thoughts, admiration and love--
we receive all these back from
humanity in time.
We may bestow them unworthily, as the
sower of good seed may cast it on a rocky surface;
but the winds of heaven will scatter it broadcast,
and, while the rock remains barren, the fields
shall yield a golden harvest.
The seed must be good, however.
If I say to myself without any real regard for
another in my heart, "I want that person to like
me, I will do all in my power to please him,"
I need not be surprised if my efforts fail or prove
of only temporary efficacy.
Neither need I feel surprised or pained if I find
by-and-by that other people are bestowing policy
friendship upon me, actions with no feeling for
a foundation.
No matter how kind and useful I make my
conduct toward an individual, if in my secret
heart I am criticising him severely and condemn-
ing him, I must expect criticism and condem-
nation from others as my portion.
We reap what we sow. Some harvests are
longer in growing than others, but they all grow
in time.
Servility in love, or friendship, or duty, is
never commendable. I do not believe God Him-
self feels complimented when the beings He
created as the highest type of His workmanship
declare themselves worthless worms, unworthy
of His regard!
We are heirs of God's kingdom, and rightful
inheritors of happiness, and health, and success.
What monarch would feel pleasure in having his
children crawl in the dust, saying, "We are less
than nothing, miserable, unworthy creatures?"
Would he not prefer to hear them say,
proudly: "We are of royal blood"?
We ought always to believe in our best selves,
in our right to love and be loved, to give and
receive happiness, and to toil and be rewarded.
And then we should bestow our love, our gifts
and our toil with no anxious thoughts about the
returns. If we chance to love a loveless indi-
vidual, to give to one bankrupt in gratitude,
to toil for the unappreciative, it is but a tem-
porary deprivation for us. The love, the
gratitude and the recompense will all come to
us in time from some source, or many sources.
It cannot fail.
The Heart of the New Thought by Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
Chicago : The Psychic Research Company, c1902.
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