Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-12-24

told men that they were children of hell, born of
the devil, of their nature inclined to evil,
while Jesus Christ had said to them constantly
that they were children of God. These ecclesias-
tics declared that no man is accounted righteous
before God, but by the merit of Jesus Christ
Some of their followers say this today. And
whenever any artist, man woman, looked in
either Gospel for the word of Christ he was told
that for such as he this well-beoved Son of Cod
this Saviour of Man, had no word! The Saviour
was sent into the world to die on the cross and to
rise again-that was His work and that was all.
Imagine, on the other hand, some visitor from
the planet Mars who wants to take home to
Marian cathedral picture of this Son of God,
he has learned of Him through the Gospels. I'm
agine his instruction to the Raphael or the Hol-
bein who is to paint it Paint for picture of
that well-beloved Son of God who is Son Of Man.
He is to be leader of men. He is to re-ereate the
world. He is to make this world part Of heaven.
He is to address all sorts and conditions of men.
"This King of Kings and Lord of Lords is to
be laid in n1anger when He is born. He is to
work in carpenters shop when He is a boy and
man. Then He goes forth as the leader of men.
He never tires in His endeavor; He speaks to all
sorts and conditions of men. He is with the null
ttudes now, then He is alone. He talks with
publicans and sinners as He talks with noblemen
and centurions. If there is multitude to lead He
leads the multitude if there are weeping sisters
at tomb He weeps with the sisters. If a troop
of lepers come down the highway He shakes
hands with the lepers; if young nobleman needs
counsel He is friend with the noblernan.
Paint me portrait of this Son of God who is
Son of Man. Remember that He is to change the
world; that kingdoms and empires shall crunble
at His word Remember that kings and princes
shall profess to reign by His authority. Remen,-
Der that all the empires of the world to be
changed in obedience to His laws. Remember
that from first to last what He bids is done if they
know Him and He knows them Remember that
He chose twelve men for His personal companions
who never forgot His words and who went to
their death His mission. Remember that
what they said SO renewed the world that after a
few centuries the rulers of the world pretended
to kneel at His bidding. Paint for me such a por-
trait of the Son Of God who is the Son of Man."
he baby born in the manger grows up to be
man and in His short life He becomes in such
wise the leader of mankind. To Him it is not
vain thing that He is the Son of God and He calls
on you and me to take up His work, to come as He
came to Our Father and to proclaim everywhere
the glad t1dlngs that we are children and that
God is our Father. "My Father worketl hitherto
and work, He says. And then He sends forth,
first twelve men, then seventy then hundred
and twenty, to go out to all the world and to make
real to every one in the world these glad tidngs.
That message comes to you and me. We are
sent as the twelve were sent, or the seventy.
"How great thing is this, that we should be
called the Sous of God" This is what the below
ed apostle, the aged St John, says to US. This is
the glad tidings, and on Christmas morning the
lesson is renewed, it is made real shall say, as it
is in no other moment of our lives; that with new
life, with the very inspiration of the Holy Spirit,
we go forth as the Sons and Daughters of the
Living God-of the God who is at hand And we
are to deliver such glad tidngs in all the world,
to every man and woman.
Not mine to mount to courts where seraphs sing.
Or glad archange1s soar outstretched wing;
Not mine In union with celestial chors
To sound heavens trump strkeSthe gentler wires:
Not mine to enrolled at crystal gates
Where Michael thunders Urie waits.
But lesser worlds Fathers kindness know;
Be mine some simple service here below
To weep with those who weep their joys share,
Their grief to solace their burdens bear
Some widow in her agony to meet;
Some exile stranded on the shore to greet,
To child of thine. and
Lo, here am a send me!
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