"The heart of the jewel"

DAISETTE D. S. MCKENZIE

"The earth has grown old with its burden
of care,
But at Christmas it always is young.
The heart of the jewel burns lustrous and
fair,
And the voice of the Christ-child rings out
on the air
That mankind are the children of God."

If we should ponder the word "Christ-child," with the emphasis upon "child," new light would be received. How surprised the disciples must have been when, in answer to their query as to who should be the greatest, their Master set a little child in the midst of them and declared that unless they became like-minded, the kingdom would be closed to them. There is no appeal from this heavenly law, and we now have the privilege of dropping the load of our adultism, and of feeling, instead, the joy, the teachableness, the trust, the universal friendliness, the continual expectancy of good, by which the child is able to make of life one glorious voyage of discovery, one divine adventure.

The heavenly comment on the children was, "Their angels do always behold the face of my Father which is in heaven." Jesus kept in touch with his own child-likeness, for his thoughts were always beholding the Father and His love.

"Not many great, not many noble are called," and if called, one and all pass through the only open door to the harmonies of the kingdom. The star still goes before us, and stands over where the young child lies. The lowly shepherds and the rich Magi alike must seek the Christ-child, and all will find him in one place, the manger of humility.

"It is coming, old earth, it is coming tonight.
On the snowflakes that cover thy sod
The feet of the Christ-child fall gentle and white,
And the voice of the Christ-child tells out with delight
That mankind are the children of God.

"This, this is the message to mortals revealed,
When the silvery trumpets of Christmas
have pealed."

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