It
would almost seem that Christian Scientists have need to ponder daily the Master's warning to the little band of disciples whom he sent out "to preach the kingdom of God, and to heal the sick," Behold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of wolves: be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves;" for if one may judge by the letters and circulars received by practitioners whose cards appear in the Journal, there is an impression abroad that Christian Scientists are liberally supplied with money.
The
subject of apparel is often presented in the Scriptures, showing that from the earliest times mankind have considered clothing to be as necessary as food, a fact which Jesus commented upon in his Sermon on the Mount, when he bade his followers to take no thought for either, but to seek "first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness" and that then all these things would be "added.
No
thoughtful observer of the marvelously varied tints with which the hedges and hillsides are reporting autumn's advance, these days, can fail to understand the saying of one that he could never look upon the fading of nature's beauty, whether in the heart of a flower or in the face of a child, without a sense of sadness.
It
is said that the twenty-fourth psalm was written to celebrate the triumphal entry of David and his followers into Jerusalem, the last stronghold of the Jebusites to be given up.
Most
Christian people are familiar with Paul's statement, "Every man that striveth for the mastery is temperate in all things;" to which he adds that those to whom he chiefly referred, the Roman soldiers with whom he had been so closely associated during his two years' imprisonment in the fortress at Caesarea, did this "to obtain a corruptible crown; but we an incorruptible.
Unnumbered
people, these home-coming days, are bringing back to the "trivial round, the common task," abiding memories of the vacation's indulgence of what they would call a "passion for the sea," and the weariness and possible pain of the months to come will be lessened as winged remembrance bears them again and again to the sunny sand or the pine-clad promontory where they lounged and looked for many a long hour upon that ever-changing, ever-beautiful expanse,—heaven's floor of answering blue.