The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1904-11-26

ways to home and friends and the old
avocations and activities, and forgot TO
be thankful. Only one turned back 10
acknowledge the blessing which had
come into his life and to recognize the
One from Whom had come this gracious
gift. Only one out OF ten! what
proportion! Does Il fairly represent the
amount OF gratitude in the world, to-day,
among the peoples who recognize God
as the supreme ruler and creator and
giver OF all things? May we accept II
as true index to conditions to-day!
These are questions which we may well
ponder at this season OF the year when
the harvests have been gathered and
prosperity Is browning the land as the
golden harvest moon crowns the star
gemmed heavens. The nation Is called
to give thanks; to render unto God graf
itude and praise for His manifold gifts
and blessings. Will you and I be among
the thankful minority, or shall We for
get To be grateful?
THE legend or story Is told that two
i angels were once sent to earth to
gather up the prayers OF men. One was
to Ali his basket with the petitions OF
mankind and the other was to gather
their thanksgiving. Ere many days they
wendell their way back to the Fathers
house, one with his basket heaped and
running over and heavy with the in
Vulnerable petitions Of men, the other
with sad and heavy heart, but light and
well-nigh empty basket for the thanks
giving of men was but seldom heard and
then SO briefly that there was little to
be found by the angel, diligent though
his search had been. This legend
though it be but story, forcibly en-
phasizes the sad lack there Is in the
human heart of true gratitude to God fol
His manifold gifts and mercies. 1t re
minds us that while the few are thank
full, the vast majority are either care
iessly or willfully ungrateful. TIL,
sweet notes of the lark never came from
the hoarse, Shiny throat Of the bull frol
in the bog, and the sweet strains o
thanksgiving never came from the hear
Immersed in the cares and self-interests
and self-desires of this life. Tharce De-
be a soaring ah-sweII with new song
-~~--rne voice will vibrate with the CRATE
full chords Of praise.
WYE MAY not reach Paul's ideal.
w and in everything give thanks"
We may not realize that state of per-
petual thanksgiving which It Is the
privilege Of Gods children to enioy.
but we may >have our seasons OF
thanksgiving, nay we must have them
IL the heart is to be kept sweet and
the life free from sordidness. For the
1866 days Of blessing Of the past year.
there should have been 366 days in
which grateful recognition was given
unto God for all His benefits and mer-
cies, for not day has come and gone
but has been laden with its gifts for
you. Perhaps you have not realized
1t. because your eyes have been holden
by your own desires. You were looking
for sunshine when you needed the
darkness to mellow your life and pre-
pare you to find new beauties in the
sunbeams when they should again fall
athwart your pathway. You had set
your sail for the placid sea and the
favoring breeze, and when your bark
was caught in the storm, and contrary
winds drove 1t away from the desired
haven into strange and unpromisinp
harbor, you rebelliously refused to ac-
commodate yourself to the new and
unexpected conditions. The cargo
with which your craft was laden was
just what was needed In that place.
and II was there you could have found
Just what you required ere you set
sail for the harbor you had before
wished to reach. Yes, each day has
had its treasure for you, and the
spade of gratitude would have dug
down and uncovered 1t Cor you IL you
would but have used It.
DUT IL you have not reached the
- ideal and studded each day with the
Jewel OF Thanksgiving, surely there is
room for one day OF Thanksgiving. one
day In which you may search for the
blessings ana kindls the fires on graft,
tude's hearthstone. Don't say that the
blessings are not there; do not declare
that the year has been the darkest of
all your life; do not marshal before
you ali the black days; do not bid
rice TO bring fresh grief tho ghosts OF
all the disappointments. and sorrow VS.
and trials Of the year! You can shut
out all the sunshine and warmth that
furroundD you In lavish rlentitude by
Just plunsing into the dark, damp
cave. You can shut yourself in the
of ingratitude and feel only
The blacianess and gloom which frs
the placs. but you cannot shut out OF
your life the manifold blessings and
nerc'c] OF your Heavenly Father
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