around—and compress it until it was just molecular material you would have a ball 200 feet across. Blow it back up and you have countless billions of molecules. One of the main thrusts in physical science to day is to understand the nature of the molecules and their atoms. The linear accelerators and cycla- trons are hurling billions of electron volts to the center of an atom to see what it consists of. And what do they find? Just particles o f energy. You might call it electricity or light or radiation. The only difference between metal and your flesh and the water you drink or any other substance is the number and relationship and arrangement of the electrons that go around the nucleus, all of which are just little particles of energy. God’s Word says all these things are held together by Jesus Christ. E very K nee S hall B ow Friend, do you really love Jesus Christ? Is your heart filled with worship for the One who created this amazing universe? Do you personally know the One whose creative power made the uni verse, who became a babe in the Virgin Mary’s arms and pillowed His head in the straw amidst the oxen and asses, who lived and labored and finally died on the tree that you might be forgiven? The Saviour who displayed this love can take your selfish, soul and transform it, can wash out of your life all the bitterness and hatred and envy and jealousy. He can enable you by His Holy Spirit to see the majesty o f His person and the greatness of His power and the vastness o f His omnipotence. Hear these words: “ Though He was in the form of God, He did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but emptied Himself, taking the form of a servant, being bom in the likeness of men. And being found in human form He hum bled Himself and became obedient unto death, even death on a cross. Therefore God has highly exalted Him and bestowed on Him the name which is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow.” When He comes again, you will kneel. You will not be able to refrain from it. Will you kneel in fear? In terror? Will you kneel in adora tion and love because He is your Saviour, your Redeemer, your King? The angels, surrounded by the very stars cre ated by the One whose birth they announced, told the shepherds they would find their Saviour in Bethlehem. Led by a star created by Christ, the Magi came to Bethlehem and worshipped the One bom King of the Jews. If the newborn Son of God merited such adoration and praise, how much more should we give our love and allegience to the One now enthroned in the heavens. DU Reprinted, from THE STANDARD, December 1966 with permission of its Editors.
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I knew a man whose name was Homer Who used to live in grumble corner Grumble comer in crosspatch town And he never was seen without a frown. He grumbled at this, and he grumbled at that, He growled at the dog. He growled at the cat. He grumbled at morning. He grumbled at night, And to grumble and growl was his chief delight. He grumbled so much at his wife that she Began to grumble as well as he. And all the children, wherever they went, Reflected their parents’ discontent. If the sky was dark and betokened rain, Then Mr. Homer was sure to complain. And if there was not a cloud about, He grumbled because o f a threatened drought. His meals were never to suit his taste— He grumbled at having to eat in haste. The bread was poor, or the meat was tough— Or else he hadn’t had half enough. No matter how hard his wife would try To please her husband, with scornful eye He’d look around and then with a scowl At something or other he’d begin to growl. One day as I walked down the street, My old acquaintance I chanced to meet Whose face was without the look of care And the ugly frown that had drifted there. “ I may be mistaken” perhaps I said As after saluting I turned my head. “ But it is, and it isn’t the Mr. Homer Who used to live on grumble comer.” I met him next day and I met him again In melting weather and in pelting rain When stocks were up, and when stocks were down, But a smile, somehow, had replaced the frown. It puzzled me much, and so one day, I seized his hand in a friendly way and said, “Mr. Homer, I’d like to know What can have happened to change you so?” He laughed a laugh that was good to hear For it told of a conscience, calm and clear. And he said with none of his old-time drawl, “Why I’ve changed my residence, that is all. “ Yes,” said Homer, “ It wasn’t healthy on grumble comer “And so I’ve moved: twas a change complete, “ And you will find me now on Thanksgiving Street.”
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