man who told me all that ever I did. Is not this the Christ?” She was on the job with the result that a tremen dous blessing was given^Many people believed on the Lord because of what they heard this converted woman tell them. The Lord used a little slave girl, a fallen woman, and a poor demon- possessed maniac to do personal evan- AS THE TWIG We, the youth who shock you so, Ask, "How much did you help us grow?" You gaze at us with astonishment. Where were you when the twig was bent? If you wanted saplings tall and straight, Why did you wait? Why did you wait? You gave us bread. Did that atone For the days and nights we were left alone? You laughed our heroes from their height And left them worthless in our sight. They lost their standards in the dust; Their weapons dulled with bitter rust. And when we asked for God, you turned Our answers back with doubt that burned. We watched you tempt the hand of fate • The world plunged into war and hate In mockery of brother-love; Nothing on earth, nothing above! You blame us for Skirting danger's brink— We want to feel, for we dare not think. Who asks good fruit from a well- grown tree Must take the time for husbandry. — Gertrude Ryder Bennett gelism. None of these had ever been to Bible school or seminary. Don’t ex cuse yourself for lack of training, un less you are just trying to find an excuse. Personal evangelism is some thing in which every believer must engage. ^All you need is a brain in your head, a tongue in your mouth, and Christ in your heart. If you have all three then you qualify.
Hitting the ceiling is no way to get up in the world. * * *
NO PEACE There can be no peace while the na tions wrangle. And great on the small their will impose; While some are jealous and some suspicious, And weak ones reckon the strong as foes; While their trust and hope is in more munitions, And the gods of force are their only stay— Though the hearts that sicken at nameless horrors May plead and ponder and plan and pray. There can be no peace in this age of bloodshed. Of strife and hatred and deep dis trust; The bow and the spear shall not be broken, The sword in the scabbard shall never rust, Though kings take counsel and states men promise, Though people with people a pact shall make, They can sign no truce that they will not sunder, And swear no oath that they will not break. There can be no peace till the King of glory Comes down to earth from the heavens above To rule the world with a rod of iron, To judge in justice and reign in love; Till the throne of David is set in Zion, And all the kingdoms of earth are , one; V No peace till His righteousness shall flourish, No peace till the will of God is done. — Annie Johnson Flint
Worry is the interest paid by those who borrow trouble. 13
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