the first World War, Lloyd George, the Prime Minister in speaking to the House of Commons concerning the slackness of the English people said, “I wonder whether it will not be too late. All are fatal words on this occasion — too late in moving here, too late in arriving there, too lating in coming to this decision, too late in starting with enterprises, too late in preparing. In this war, the footsteps of the allied forces have been dogged by the mocking spector of too late.” One writer in comment ing on this speech, said that it re minded him of Rosetti’s terrible lines, “Look in my face, my name is might have been. I am called no more — too late — farewell.” So every unprepared person with great finality of the coming of the Lord, can say concerning himself, “Look in my face, my name is might have been. I am called no more — too late — farewell.” God grant that Has someone seen Christ in you today? Christian, look to your heart, I pray; The little things you have done or said— Did they accord with the way you prayed? Have your thoughts been pure and your words been kind? Have you sought to have the Saviour's mind? The world with a criticizing view Has watched— but did it see Christ in you? Has someone seen Christ in you today? Christian, look to your life, we pray; There are aching and blighted souls Being lost on sin's destructive shoals. And perhaps of Christ their only view May be what of Him they see in you. Will they see enough to bring hope or cheer? Look to your life! Does it shine out clear? HAS SOMEONE SEEN CHRIST IN YOU TODAY?
no one listening to my voice today will be in this position when the Lord returns. A tourist who visited in the ex quisite gardens in one of the loveliest states in Italy wrote the following account of his conversation with the caretaker. “How long have you been here?” he asked. “Twenty-five years.” “How often has the owner been to see the estate?” “Four times.” “When did he come last?” “Twelve years ago.” “He writes to you, I suppose.” “Never.” “From whom do you get your orders?” “From the steward in Malan.” “Does he come here often?” “Never.” “Who comes then to look after things?” “I am left very much alone, very seldom do I see strang ers.” “Yet, you keep the garden so spic and span that one would think that you are expecting the owner tomorrow.” “Today, sir, today.” Wise is the person who lives his life as if the Lord were going to return today! PEACE Oh for a heart of calm repose Amid the world's loud roar, A life that like a river flows Along a peaceful shore! Come, Holy Spirit, still my heart With gentleness divine; Indwelling peace Thou canst impart: Oh, make that blessing mine! Come, Holy Spirit, breathe that peace, That victory make me win; Then shall my soul her conflict cease, And find a heaven within. JUST FOR TODAY Just for today, my Lord, I ask, For needed strength to do Thy will As I perform each daily task, And all life's varied calls fulfill. O give me, Lord, a lowly heart, A loyal mind, a quenchless zeal, Thy wisdom, peace and joy impart And on my labors set Thy seal.
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