He works, and works well. He finds Joy in his work--pleasure in the humblest tasks. He likes to Create things--and he is proud of that desire, for he feels that it is an inheritance from his Father. He does not seem to hurry--nor is he rushed. He has plenty of time--Eternity lasts a long while, and he is in it NOW. He is not afraid of Death--or even Life--he knows them as one. He goes about his way--doing his best--and letting the other fellow alone. He has an abiding Faith in the Absolute--he believes in Infinite Justice and Ultimate Good. He does not fear his Father--he cannot find room for Fear where Love abides. He does not believe that there is a bottomless pit into which his loving Father intends to plunge him--he has too much confidence in his Father to think that. He believes that there is enough Hell on earth to burn away the mistakes and ignorance of Man. And he believes that all the burning ones will eventually emerge purged of their dross. He knows that his Father is near him, for he has felt the pressure of his hand. In the darkness of the night he has felt the Father's presence--by the glare of the lightning flash he has seen His form, for a moment, and that memory is burned into his brain. He faces the Sun--this man with the "Southern Exposure." He is Simple, Loving, Kind. He is of the Elect. He is a prophecy of the Future. And he is on the increase. On the Tree of Life are many promising buds, which the Sun of the Spirit is nursing into beautiful blossoms that will yet fill the world with the delicious fragrance of Love. There are certain people who have come into our midst silently and without announcement. They have found places waiting for them. They have come to prepare the way for their brothers and sisters who are in the womb of the future--they are working quietly to prepare a home for their unborn brothers and sisters when they come. They are the forerunners of the Coming Race. Smiled at--sneered at--persecuted--reviled--pitied--it matters not. God has sent them--they have his message to deliver--that's why they are here. The world may raise its eyebrows--shrug its shoulders--tap its forehead significantly--but these new people smile, they know, they know. They see the misunderstanding multitude as mere babes in the Spiritual knowing--many of them babes unborn--and they heed them not. Take notice of these people--they are making their presence felt. They are wielding a silent powerful influence, and are molding public opinion far more than are the blatant reformers, the boastful leaders, the bespangled figures strutting at the front of the stage. The people who are thus being used--instruments in God's hands--are these quiet men and women who are facing the Sun--these people with the "Southern Exposure."