replied, "what you call the human babe is only your mental
concept of the babe. And you see that mental concept as a blind one.
Now _un-see_ it. Look at it in the right way. See only God's child,
with perfect sight. And, Padre, after a while _you will see that babe
seeing things, just as we do_!

"Don't you understand?" she exclaimed, as he sat looking fixedly at
her. "Don't you see that if you have the right thought about the babe,
and hold to it, and put out every thought that says it is blind, why,
your right thought will be externalized in a mental concept of a babe
that sees? Don't you know that that is exactly what Jesus did? He
didn't affect the real man at all. But he did change the mental
concepts which we call human beings. And we can do the same, if we
only know it, and follow him, and spiritualize our thought, as he did,
by putting out and keeping out every thought that we know does not
come from God, and that is, therefore, only a part of the lie about
Him. Here is a case where we have got to quit thinking that two and
two are seven. And I have done it. It is God's business to make our
concepts right. And He has done so--long since. And we will see these,
right concepts if we will put out the wrong ones!"

"Well?" he queried lamely, wholly at a loss for any other answer.

"Well, Padre, I am not a bit afraid. I don't see a blind babe at all,
because there just can't be any. And neither do you. The babe sees
because God sees."

"In other words, you don't intend to allow yourself to be deceived by
appearances?" he suggested.

"That is just it, Padre!" she exclaimed. "Blindness is only an
appearance. But it doesn't appear to God, It appears only to the human
mind--which isn't any mind at all! And the appearance can be made to
disappear, if we know the truth and stick to it. For any appearance of
a human body is a mental concept, that's all."

"A thing of thought, then?" he said.

"Yes, a thing of _wrong_ thought. But all wrong thought is subject
to God's right thought. We've proved that, haven't we, lots of
times? Well, this wrong thought about a babe that is blind can be
changed--made to disappear--just as any lie can be made to disappear
when we know the truth. And so you and I are not going to be afraid,
are we? I told Anita this morning not to worry, but to just _know_
all the time that her babe did see, no matter what the appearance
was. And she smiled at me, Padre, she smiled. And I know that she