Careful Thinking When I was a lad I always enjoyed going to town with my folk, the same as did the little boy who was on a shopping tour with his mother. Com ing to the candy counter, the clerk invited the youngster to take a hand ful of the delectable hard candy. The youngster hesitated; he did not seem sure. Don’t you like them?” — “O, yes sir I do.” The clerk smiled and put his own hand into the glass container and, pulling out a generous portion, dumped it into the little fellow’s cap which was proudly held up. When they reached home, the mother asked the chap why he waited until the clerk gave the candy to him. His reply was simple but pro foundly wise — “Because his hand is bigger than mine.” Well, there is a lesson here for us. You can never out-give God. Those who wait upon the Lord will always receive the greatest blessing because God’s hand is bigger than ours, and He delights to do exceeding abun dantly above all that we ask or think. “My soul wait thou upon God, for my expectation is from Him.” The Christian and Dress A feminine journalist, in reporting the arrived of the Queen of Thailand in Washington, commented that she had a wardrobe of over 200 dresses, all originals, and each worn but one time. All who are saved are clothed in the garments of Christ’s righteousness that we might be fit to be in His pres ence. Now not only does the Word of God tell us that we are to be dressed in the robes of Christ’s righteousness, but it also tells us what clothing is to be put off. In Colossians we are re minded to put off anger, wrath, malice, blasphemy, and filthy com munications. Rather we are to put on the new man putting on love which is the bond of perfectness. 30
FRONTIERS (cont.) brought us back, a little more battle scarred, but with an awareness of the value of what friends we do have out there. Before leaving for Okinawa and the next hop in our brief missionary survey, I was given one of the greatest preach ing privileges of my life, and that to bring the morning message several Sundays ago at the Taiwan Leprosari um, the work which has been so blessed of the Lord through Mrs. Lillian Dick son. To see the ray of God’s light on the often sore-ridden and pocked marked faces was an experience beyond description. Again I realized what our missionaries had done which no amount of money could ever do. In summarizing just these few reports out of the many we would like to bring, but on which time does not permit us to dwell, I would like to press two thoughts to your heart. First of all, the extreme critical hour in which we are living. I was disturbed to get home and see how very little concern there is in the minds of most of the people of our land. They seem to say, “The Orient is too far away to be really concerned.” What folly. It is our very doorstep, and it is vitally threatened now as never before in the world’s history. Secondly, I have sensed the urgency for prayer on behalf of the missionaries. Where- ever we went, the note of warning was the same, “We don’t know how much longer it will be. It doesn’t seem pos sible that we can remain.” And they would frequently add, “Can’t you send us more helpers right away, before it is tt>o late? There is so much to be done, and so few to do the job. Send us more workers!” My friends, you just don’t forget challenges like this. I realize trying to paint word pictures is a far cry from your actually going to see it for yourself. But, my earnest prayer is that the Lord will burden your heart in a special way this day, as we leave the air, to just set aside a moment with us to pray . . . earnestly . . . for these special needs.
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