December 1929
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of a boy sent to the House of Refuge, and therefore attending the school at that institution. One day, in one of the classes, he was asked to spell the word “friend.” The letters came slowly, “F-r-i-e-n-d,” and then the teacher asked, “What does the word mean?” The lit tle fellow studied for a moment for a way to express his thought. “Oh,” he said, “he’s a feller that knows all about ye, an’ likes ye just the same.” It was the high est thing in friendship his brief life had taught him. That is the wonderful tie that binds us to our Friend in heaven. He knows it all, the mistakes, the falls, the disloyalty, the far wanderings, and still He cares. The Elder Brother is the need of all the earth.— Forward. Oh, the bitter shame and sorrow, That a time could ever be, When I let the Saviour’s pity Plead in vain, and proudly answered, “All of self, and none of Thee.” Yet he found me, I beheld Him Bleeding on the accursed tree, Heard Him pray, “Forgive them, Father,” And my wistful heart said faintly, “Some of self, and some of Thee.” Day by day His tender mercy, Healing, helping, full and free, Sweet, and strong, and oh, so patient, Brought me lower while I whispered, “Less of self, and more of Thee.” Higher than the highest heaven, Deeper than the deepest sea, “Lord, thy love at last has conquered, Grant'me now my soul’s desire, None of self, and all of Thee.” A story is told of a woman who came to a minister, carrying in her hands a mass of wet sand. “Do you see what this is, Sir?” “Yes, it is wet sand.” “But do you know what it means?” “No, I can not say that I do. What does it mean?” “That is I,” she answered, in great dis tress, “and the multitude of my sins, which cannot be numbered.” The min ister spoke calmly to her, and inquired where she had got the sand. “Down on the beach.” “Go back there,” he said, “and take a spade with you. Heap up a big mound of sand; pile it as high as you can. Then stand back on the shore and watch what happens to it when the tide comes in.” Of course when the tide flowed in it completely swept away the pile of sand. And so when God forgives sin, He takes it away as completely as the incoming tide carries away the heaped-up sand. “The blood of Jesus Christ, his Son, cleanseth us from all sin." Many persons have foolish ideas of in dependence of the doctor and of medicine. They think that every day they can put off calling a physician or taking a pill, is so much clear gain. In point of fact it is so much loss, if the doctor and the pill are needed at all. Perhaps the delay may mean irreparable loss; in any case it means a hindered recovery. For medicine, real medicine, is a food for the body. It supplies what the body should supply but does not, or what the body should be getting from outside but —Theodore Monod.
Christ my leader, Christ my peace, Christ hath bought my soul’s release. Christ my righteousness divine, Christ for me, for He is mine. Christ my wisdom, Christ my meat, Christ restores my wandering feet. Christ my advocate and priest, Christ who ne’er forgets the least, Christ my teacher, Christ my guide, Christ my rock, in Christ I hide. Christ the ever-living bread, Christ His precious blood hath shed, Christ hath brought me nigh to God, Christ the everlasting Word. Christ my Master, Christ my head, Christ who for my sins hath bled, Christ my glory, Christ my crown, Christ the plant of great renown, Christ my Comforter on high, Christ my hope, draws ever nigh. Grace that never can be told, Flows for Jesus’ sake; No good thing does He withhold, Have we faith to take. Rise, my soul, begin to live; Free to ask as He to give, A boundless store Waits the asking; . Want no more. —John H. Sammis. Are you lost? Jesus can save you (Matt. 18:11). Are you sick? Jesus can heal you (James 5:14-16). Are you poor? Jesus can enrich you (Rev. 3:18). Are you blind? Jesus can help you (Rev. 3:18). Are you weak? Jesus can strengthen you (Isa. 40:29). Are you weary? Jesus can rest you (Matt. 11:28). Are you naked? Jesus can clothe you (Rev. 3:18). Are you hungry? Jesus can feed you (John 6:1-13, 48). Are you fearful? Jesus can reassure you (Mark 5 :36). Are you sorrowful? Jesus can comfort you (John 14:1, 18). Are you perplexed? Jesus can guide you (Isa. 30:21). Are you oppressed? Jesus can deliver you (Acts 10:38). Jesus “is able to do exceeding abun dantly above all that we ask or think" (Eph. 3 :20). He is “able to make all grace abound toward you; that ye, always having all sufficiency in all things, may abound to every good work” (2 Cor. 9:8). I have read of a bridge in Austria which has, in twelve niches, twelve dif ferent representations of Christ. In one of them is the figure of Christ the car penter; in another, Christ the physician, and so on ; and as the poor people pass over the bridge, the artisan offers his de votion to the carpenter, the sick man prays to the good physician, the shepherd stands before Christ the Good Shep herd. Christ adapts Himself to the special needs of every man. His love knows no limit. There is no end to His resources. —Rev. E. H. Moore, in “South African Pioneer.” A recent magazine article on the “Big Brother Movement” of New York tells
Night, Holy Night,” was written for an Austrian school festival in 1818, by Jo seph Mohr, who was the assistant clergy man in the Church of Rome there. The music was written by the village school master of a neighboring town: Silent night, holy night, All is calm, all is bright ’Round yon virgin mother and Child. Holy Infant so tender and mild, The whole air at the first Christmas- tide was tremulous with joy. It was a time for holy song, for inspired paean, for seraphic song. Let joy come still to our homes and hearts. Christ gives bright ness and beauty, gladness and glory, to the whole circle of life and duty. Come, Lord Jesus, there shall be room for Thee in our homes. Once there was none in the inn, but only in the stable; now our best is Thine. Only honor us with Thy beneficent presence. Let us away with strife at this season; now is the time to speak kindly words. Let us not carry into the new year the enmities of the old; let not the harsh notes of contention come into the heavenly song of peace. Christ came to give peace, and from heaven’s throne today He bends to give peace to all who trust Him. He was the only person ever born into the world who had His choice as to how He should come. He might have come man, as did the first Adam; He came a babe. He inserted Himself into our race at its lowest and weakest point. If He were to lift the race He must get under it. He glorified the cradle; He beautified boyhood; He sanc tified motherhood.— R ob e r t S. Mac- Arthur, D.D. —o— December 29, 1929 Youth’s Needs th a t Christ can Meet Matt. 4:1-11; Heb. 4:14-16 D aily R eadings Dec. 23. Need of Pardon. 1 John 1 :9. Dec. 24. Guidance. Heb. 12:1, 2. Dec. 25. Stability of Purpose. Luke 9:57- 62. Dec. 26. A Worthy Purpose. Matt. 4:18- 20. Dec. 27. Moral Education. Matt. 7 :24-29. Dec. 28. Self-Control. Matt. 5 :38-48. —o— C hoice N uggets CHRIST MY ALL Christ for sickness, Christ for health, Christ for poverty, Christ for wealth, Christ for joy, Christ for sorrow, Christ today and Christ tomorrow. Christ my life, and Christ my light, Christ for morning, noon and night, Christ when all around gives way, Christ my only hope and stay. Christ my rest and Christ my food, Christ above my highest good, Christ my well-beloved, my Friend, Christ my pleasure, without end. Christ my Saviour, Christ my Lord, Christ my portion, Christ my God. Christ my Shepherd, I His sheep, Christ Himself my soul doth keep, Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace.
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