The Lost Art of Meditation #221323

Haste and worry are anything but helpful to that purest devotion and loftiest thought which are essential in the making of char acter. He who sees God's mountains from the window of the speeding express train, or from the thronging streets of mountain cities, will never see their real glory. One must stand alone in the vast solitudes surrounded by snow-capped giants and let the mountains grow on him to experience the soul touch of majesty. And he who would know God must be much alone with God.