EVOLUTION (continued) I was talking to the Kiwanis Club- there about marvelous things in na ture. When I finished a dentist came to me and he said, “Dr. Wilson, I’m so glad you took that subject. I learned so many new things today and yester day. I learned something maybe you don’t know about.” And I’m sure of that. Nature has so many things to tell us about. He said, “I was out fishing in Mobile Bay and I saw a gull com ing down into a bunch of reeds. I rowed my boat over into these reeds and I found a nest of this gull. It was about as big as a great big dinner plate and on three sides of it that bird had woven a reed around an upright reed to make a runner or slide. When the tide came in, that nest would rise up. When the tide went out the nest went down again. I couldn’t tow it away because it was anchored to these three reeds.” He said, “Tell me, Dr. Wilson, how in the world did that bird know enough that the tide would come in and go out and that that reed had to be an chored and it knew how to do it?” I said, “Oh, the protoplasm told them that. Yes, the protoplasm told them all about it and through development that bird tried over and over again to build a nest and after a hundred mil lion years of trying, it finally got the idea that if she built her nest with three of these loops around the slides, then it would slide up and down.” Did you ever hear such foolishness in your life? Well, I believe God. I believe what God says. He made the things that are made and He gave each one its own nature. If I had time I’d tell you some things that you’d just want to shout, Hallelujah, what a Saviour! The Lord Jesus made the thing a n d they were made by Him and for Him, not for you and me. You and I get them by grace. This lovely Lord has made these wonderful things and He fills your heart with gladness as you see what He did. And when you place your life in His hands that you may “smile back” a Thanksgiving to God!
A FAITHFUL TEACHER A Sunday School Teacher I don't know his name, A wonderful teacher, Who never found fame. So faithful, so earnest When I was a boy— He stuck to his task, Tho' I tried to annoy. He never was missing In cold or in heat; A smile his face lighted The moment we'd meet. He taught by example As well as by word, This splendid old teacher Who honored the Lord. He helped my young life More than ever I knew. Later years I remembered And tried to be true. I suppose he has gone now To join heaven's ranks. As I meet him in glory
May I give him my thanks. FAITHLESS PRAYERS If you had been living, when Christ was on earth, And had met the Saviour kind, What would you have asked Him to do for you, Supposing you were stone blind? The child considered, and then re plied, " I expect that, without doubt, I'd have asked for a dog, with a collar and chain, To lead me dally about." And how often thus, in our faithless prayers, We acknowledge with shamed sur prise, We have only asked for a dog and a chain. When we might have had— opened eyes. — M. Cooley
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