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Let us not believe that God exhausted Himself in that primal time, but rather that He is as near us as to Aaron and Joshua, Isaiah, Jeremiah, or the twelve. If any would convince us that our lives are less mysterious and awful than any in the past; that God loves us less, or can come less intimately to us; that our being is less sacred; that Christ walked through other cities and beside other seas and lakes in a land holier than ours, but is not to be found here, let us not believe him. This is to make the Christ a legend more successfully than did Strauss. This is to dissever us from the energy, wisdom, and love of the universe. This is to leave us orphaned, praying to our Father and mocked by our own echoes.—Western Christian Advocate.

If one is concerned about religion, and believes religion to be a most potent force for good in human affairs, it is his business to teach the world the reason why he should believe in God. This is the most tremendous question of both philosophy and religion. If we want a solid, permanent revival of religion, we must first make present to the intellect of intelligent men the existence of God. If we can make people see and believe that such a God there is, then we have the fulcrum and the lever which religion requires.—The Independent.

To expect to reach God only at the end of long study and much work implies that He is a mysterious somewhat, hidden in a corner of the universe, or at best an architect who has no living connection with his work. But not so: God is an omnipresent Father, a pervading, uplifting Presence. So far from having to wait till we reach our goal in order to know Him, or to take long journeys of thought in order to find Him, He is the Life and the Love that will go with us on our way if we but open our hearts to Him.

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