Los Angeles herald., 1907-07-01

AS you grow In wisdom, you will learn 10
smile at the knowledge of Chaldea. which
once seemed so unfathomably profound.
Far, far behind you, you will leave the
driftwood, floating with the currents of
the sea; the islands of seaweed; the beau
tiful mirage with its wonderful illusions.
The brain will hesitate, conscience will
question, the heart will ache as you leave
some of these things Day by day, as you
open your sealed orders at the hour of
the morning prayer, God will unfold to
you soul inspiriting revelations of new
forms of truth--truths and faiths as new
as his mercies-which are new every
morning and yet are ever of DID, The
sun will not change The stars are stead
fast. You will sail under consultations of
beautiful splendor, but they are new only
to you. The truth is like the God who
whispers tlto your listening spirit, the
same yesterday, today and forever Men
sailed the seas long before there was a
chronometer in the world. The stars will
correct the uncertain compass, falsely in
fluenced. The map of the consultations
God spread in his heavens led men long
before they made many Inventions You
can't get lost If you open your sealed
orders and read the will of God morning
by morning.
'"'Get thee out of thy country unto a
land that will show thee You can't
thither. Only God knows where lies the
fair land which is the frution of all your
fairest hopes; the fufilment of the glori-
GUS promises; the awakening into reality
of all your brightest dreams; the perfect
goal of your noblest ambitions-the true
port of your life voyage. Men may steer
you upon the hidden reefs that surround
the quiet lagoons that beckon you to their
ease and beauty.
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and leave you a CHASTITY derelict, a broken
and shattered warning upon the sands of
the treacherous shadows. Sefishness
greed of gain hunger of power, human
ambition, false pilots all, can toss you a
battered wreck toy of the winds and
waves. upon the rocks of death and night
Only God can lead you out of the land
in which your fathers were sojourners-
'Syrians ready to perish'-into the land
which Omniscience alone can show you,
You he will guide through stormy
ways. and your faith shall shine in
the dark nights of conflict like a star-you
shall come forth as the morning. Your
course he will lay through sobbing, rest
less waves of pain, and the songs you
sing will be sweet balsam to the wounded
hearts that hear. You will sail into chill
banks of fogs of doubt and fear, and
through the enswathing mists you will
sail by dead reckoning-by what you know
of God-and you will shout one day in
triumph over every doubt questioning
doubt, My Lord and my God!' You will
sail under the lowering clouds. black and
gray, that hide the stars Sail on, oh,
grieving, sobbing, trusting soul, sail on!
Far out on the edge Of the world-away
down on the faint rim of the horizon
where the sun goes down and star comes
out-the mists will clear away, and at
evening time there shall be light And
you shall have fearful storms to test your
soul. Lurid lightnings will play about
your lives. Sail oni For 10, the world
will hear you sing above the shriekiug
tempest as your ship sweeps down the
fearful slope of the curling wave into the |
black abyss of the deeper shadows, and
faint hearted mariners on life's stormy
seas hearing your songs of faith and trust,
will take new courage and answer with
their shout, Though he slay me, yet will |
trust him! And you? Oh, you shall sail |
over laughing seas under sunny skies, and |
all the way your song shall be My cup |
runneth over!' And the sad-hearted world |
will laugh with your happiness, forgetting
its own sorrows. You will sail alone, |
standing at the fretful, fretting chafing |
wheel through long weary watches of the |
night, but, oh, the priceless courage that
God will whisper into your heart, standing
at your shoulder and now and again |
putting out the hand that guides the
worlds to steady the wheel against the !
sudden shock Of buffeting wave or the set
of stealthy current. So each one of you
will sail the little ship of life-each one |
master of the craft with God the pilot for |
each one-the pilot always w.Fer and !
mightier than the captain. Each one of |
you will sail under sealed orders, not |
knowing what day may bring forth, |
taking no anxious thought for Gods to-
morrows, knowing that each one will |
bring new orders to open with the sun
rise. And all the many, multiplied con-
verging wakes that fade upon the path
less seas will lead at last into the safe
harbor of all your hopes-the beautiful, |
glorious haven of Gods grace-the sum-
mer port of Gods unchanging love-"