THAT TIRED FEELING.
UNFAILING RESOURCES. “They that wait upon the Lord shall reney their strength. They shall mount up as with wings as eagles. They shall run and not he weary. They shall walk and not faint.” It is safe to say that many a person loves this promise of the prophet Isaiah, without taking it in anything like a literal sense. The words are considered to be so figurative and so highly spiritualised, that they seem scarcely to relate ai all to this earthly life, much less to the possibilities of these physical bodies. Besides the nervous folk who feel themselves so weary that they scarcely have strength to live, there are thousands upon thousands of men and women who are called normal but have lost much of the joy of lift* because they feel their bodies inadequate to meet the demands of everyday living.
To such men and women the Biblical promise, “As thy day so shall thy strength be,” comes now' as the message of modern science. Nature is not stingy. She has not given the human race a meagre inheritance. She did not blunder when she made the human body, nor did she allow the spirit of man to develop? a civilisation to whose demands his body is not equal. After its long process of development through ;lie survival of the fittest, the human body, unless definitely diseased, is a perfectly adequate instrument, as abundantly able to cope with the complex demands of modern society as with the simpler but more strenuous life of the stone age. The body has stored within its cells enough energy in the shape of protein, carbohydrate, and fat to meet and more than meet, any drains that are likely to be made upon it, either through the monotony of the daily grind, or the excitement of sudden emergency. Nature never runs on a narrow margin. Her motto
seems everywhere to be, provide for the emergency, enough and to spare, good measure, pressed dow'U. running over. She does not start her engines out with insufficient steam to complete the journey. On the contrary she has in most instances reserve boilers which are almost never touched. As a rule the trouble is not so much lack of steam as the ignorance of the engineer who is unacquainted with the engine and afraid to “let her cut.” Extract from “Outwitting Our Nerves,” one of the n**w books recently added to the Dominion Library. Postage 4 Ad; from M :*s Field, “The Rocks,” Nelson
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White Ribbon, Volume 30, Issue 356, 18 March 1925, Page 5
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