who will have a similar experience. If you turn to God, seeking His com fort, you will find a supply sufficient for your own need, as well as to help another. Grace has a ready way of multiplying. “Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort; Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort where with we ourselves are comforted of God.” Turn to the Lord in a new way! Truly look to Him for comfort and strength. Experience His won drous and promised grace and then go share it with others for a life of fruitful victory. * * * Where prayer focuses, power falls. * * * EXAM INATION TIME Do you know that we all, young and old alike, have an examination sched uled today? That’s right, as we go out into the world, other people will he examining carefully our lives to see if in practice they really measure up to what we may profess spiritually. How much time do you spend prepar ing for this examination? When the widow of the famed composer Schumann was asked to perform any of her hus band’s compositions, she would always spend several days preceding the con cert reading over the love letters he had written her before and after their marriage. She explained that before she even attempted to perform his beautiful melodic selections she wanted to have his life again possess and permeate h e r every thought. Only thereby could she rightly interpret his moods in music. Even so, we need con tinually to feast upon the Bible, read ing Christ’s words of love, until His divine life enters into o u r every thought. Then, when the world exam ines us, even in all our imperfections, actually it will be seeing Him. The exhortation of Scripture is rightly, “Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, in all wisdom, teaching and ad monishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord.’’
THE SAME HOUSE
Jesus had brothers and sisters, The house was crowded and small With not enough room for them nearly. But they didn't mind at all For He was their elder brother, He must have been dear, so dear To all of the younger children Who grew up together there. I wonder if He remembered The home where He used to live. Where things were so lovely and different; If so, I think He would give The least little sign for remembrance; But I'm sure that they .never knew Him to be discouraged And never impatient, untrue. I wish I'd been in that family In that precious and simple way, Just to be living with Jesus In the same house day after day. But some day I shall be living, Oh, it makes me catch my breath, In the same house with Jesus, my Saviour, And this is what men call death. — Martha Snell Nicholson JUDGING ANOTHER We cannot judge by what we see, I can't judge you, you can't judge me. Because I smile and hide my pain And seem day after day the same. It doesn't mean that I go through life, Without sorrow, care or strife; I've learned to hide them in my heart And to keep my sorrow there apart. There's sorrow for us all, dear one, Yours may not be as hard as some We cannot see into the heart, It may be bleeding, it may smart. It may be behind that smile so bright, That tears flow freely through the night; But just a word of friendly cheer. May lift the load or dry a tear. No matter how our hearts may ache, Let's hide our grief for others' sake And point to Him who gives us grace To wear that smile upon our face. The Man of Sorrows, acquainted with grief. Will bring such blessed, sweet relief And we'll awaken some glad day To find our clouds all blown away.
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