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and I will give you rest." When I first saw this statue of the Christ I wondered why it was placed there—the first thing that one would see upon crossing the thresh old of the hospital. Later, when I came to know some of the eminent physicians and surgeons and the nurses who cared for the suffering with tender skill, my wonder was answered. I found in this home of healing the rich from far, and the poor from the nearby streets and alleys, all alike treated with the same skill and de votion. Without respect to wealth or race or position, every physician and every nurse was answering with self-for getful devotion the call to human need. It was the spirit of Jesús reincarnate throughout the great hospital. That is’ a parable. Wherever the Chris tian Church has been planted, hospitals for the sick, homes for the homeless, and a hundred tender ministries to human need have sprung up.-P/‘77i£ New Soul in China," by Bishop G. R. Grose. —o — September 1, 1929 D a il y R eading s Aug. 26. Loyal Workers. Exod. 35:5, 30- 35. Aug. 27. Loyal Stewards. Matt. 25 :14-30. Aug. 28. Work with your Might. Eccles. 9:10.. /\ug. 29. Supreme Loyalty. Acts 20:17- 24. Aug. 30. Loyal unto Sacrifice. 1 Cor. 9: 11-15. Aug. 31. God’s Promise. Rev. 2:10. C h o ic e N uggets Loyalty Men may misjudge thy aim, men may not praise thy name, Think they have cause to blame, say thou art wrong— Hold on thy quiet way, heed not what men may say; Christ is the Judge—not they; fear not, be strong! Be brave, and dare to stand alone against the foe; The Saviour stood alone for thee long, long ago. Be not a coward in the fight, look up! be strong 1 The morn of victory is near—the day of song. With malice towards none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right, as God gives us to see the right.— Abraham Lin coln. Loyalty to God is alone fundamental. Feelings, words, deeds, must be beads strung on the string of duty. Let the world tell you in a hundred ways what your life is for. Say you, ever and only, “Lo, I come to do Thy will, O my God.” Out of that dutiful root grows the beau tiful life, the life radically and radiantly true to God—the only life that can be lived in both worlds.— Maltbie Babcock. There was a huge Montenegrin porter at the British embassy, and, of course, he Being Loyal to Our Work Matt. 16:21-25; Neh. 6:1-3 (Consecration Meeting)
gave notice, when he heard of the declara tion of war. His employers tried to re tain him. “What can we do without you?” The big man took these words seriously, and scratched his head with the slow, puzzled air of an illiterate peasant trying to find suitable language for (to him) a complex idea. Finally he said, “Your Empire, Effendi, is so large that you can get another porter, but my country is so small that it can ill afford to dispense with the service of even one man.” And away he went. Would that the King of kings had such" loyal and devoted servants!— S. S. Chronicle. A native pastor in central China was offered a salary ten times as large as the small ‘sum which was given him by the missionary board, but he replied: “Mat thew left the customs to follow Christ, and d o .you think I am going to leave Christ to follow customs?” With him it was not a question of easy position or money, but one of loyalty to Christ. If you walk Broadway, near the post- office, in New York City, you come in view of a bronze statue. The arms are pinioned, the feet are tied, the shirt col lar is thrown open, and, as you look into the handsome, sad face, you are reminded of an execution when a human being was hanged, and there is»nothing attractive in the thought; but read on the pedestal, “I regret that I have but one life to give for my country—Nathan Hale” ; and now you forget the repulsion of the hanging when you gaze at the beautiful picture of pa triotic loyalty unto death. Riding over the field at Aguaje, on the Mexican Northwestern Railway, where a battle had recently been fought, a ranch man came upon a horse saddled and bridled there, ready to perish with thirst and hunger. His rider, a Federal officer, lay dead on the ground with a rope clenched in his cold fingers fastened to the horse’s bit. The horse could have broken loose and found water and food, but he loved his master, and was dying out of devotion to him. What an eloquent lesson the dying creature taught on the fidelity of love!— The Christian HergJd. While studying for the. Bar at Lincoln’s Inn it was Lord Guthrie’s custom to hear the great preachers in . London. On one memorable Sunday he listened to the eloquent Canon Liddon in St. Paul’s, to the famous Spurgeon in the Tabernacle, and to the learned Oswald Dykes in Re gent Square. As he walked to church that day he paused for a moment to listen to a street preacher. He was a working man with the gift of utterance, a fine sim plicity of manner, and an arresting earn estness. Lord Guthrie confesses that, after the lapse of years, he cannot recall a single sentence which the great men ut tered in their pulpits, but that there will never ,slip from his memory a remark which fell from the lips of the lay preacher. The street preacher said, “I have never been to college, but I have been to Calvary,” Preach to dying men a crucified, risen, exalted, and returning Saviour, and they will not only listen to the message, but remember it. And we have the Lord’s assurance that His Word will not return void (Isa. 55:11). I cannot do great things for Him Who did so much,for me; But I should like to show my love, Dear Jesus, unto Thee. Faithful in very little things, O Saviour, may I be.
attention to our Lord in ways that are significant and encouraging. The other four faiths in China, while they have mul titudes of adherents and contain much valuable teaching, lack power to uplift and transform lives. Although in a sum mer visit it is impossible to have personal experience of many ordinary mission sta tions, I saw more than enough of the. con ditions to make me feel that our mission aries need and deserve all the sympathy, supplication, and support we can give them.-— IV. H. G. Thomas, D.D. At the seaport town of Po-hio, in China, during a Christian meeting a man arose and said: “Friends, you all know me. I have been a Christian less than a year. I own a seagoing junk, and yester day we came into port, having been out in the great typhoon that swept the coast last week. Right in the midst of the storm the crew struck. . . . I prayed God to send them back to work. He did. Now if I were still a worshiper of idols, I would have gone today to the temple on the hill and offered a great sacrifice to show my gratitude. I do not want to be less thankful to the God who heard my prayer. I have brought here an offering of fifty dollars. You know better what to do with it; I leave it with you.” This man had been out of heathenism less than a year. In one of his missionary tours Peter Cameron Scott, missionary to Africa, gives a most touching description of what was accomplished after having preached Jesus for nearly two hours or more. A very old heathen man, having most at tentively listened, came tottering up to where he stood, and after asking a few most searching questions, became some what satisfied that the blood of Jesus copld even cleanse away his sins, and while opening his heart to the Saviour closed his conversation by asking with deep pathos, in trembling tones (while the tears were glistening in his eyes) : “Why didn’t you tell us the story sooner ? Why didn’t you let us know?” When the pastor of a mission in Chile began recently to collect funds for a church school, an old woman, who was very poor, gave her part, which amounted to over fifty pesos. It was all she. had. She is a washerwoman, all alone in the world, and has to work hard for her bread. She had an interest in a little ranch, but she sold it and gave the pro ceeds to the school fund. She refused to reconsider her decision when urged to do so by the pastor’s wife. Such is the de velopment of the New Testament stand ard of living in the far corners of our world. Africa is coming to be belted with brickyards out of whose product houses, churches, schools, and all the structures of civilization are built. The artisans who built the splendid edifice of the Free Church of Scotland at Blantyre were na tives whose fathers had never seen a white man. It is the genius of the Chris tian religion to civilize where, it touches.—f, Cyrus C. Adams. On Matt. 14:14. .Near the entrance in the corridor of Johns Hopkins Hospital in the city of Baltimore,' stands a gigantic figure of the Christ in marble. There is a look of tender sympathy even in the face of stone. The arms are extended and the hands outspread as if welcoming the multitudes. On the base of the pedestal are inscribed His own words, “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden,
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