Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-11-26

colors CLEAN from the fields; new figures
move across the clouds; new shades shine
on leaves and flowers. The accurate eye
will see that within the darkness of the
night all things have been changed and
that there is new heaven and new
earth.
we never look twice on the same
river is an old proverb. The stretch Of
water at which we gaZed has passed ere
We look again. So Is 1t with the stream
of the world lifess it is never the same:
new floods pour through the channels.
Though the current may appear very
much the same. it has received it's new
ness and a strange stream goes by with
perpetual mingling of the water behind
and before that prevents any definite
identification OF its own self. There is
story told of man who tried to find
two apples that were precisely alike. He
carefully examined great quantities of
fruit. only to find that. every apple had
its own popularity. and at last he gave
up his futile task in despair. A super
fetal glance over barrels of apples would
lead us to say that all We're very much
the same; We would be impressed by the
law of similarity. But a more careful
view would lead us to see that each sep
arate apple has its own special color and
shape: we would be impressed by the law
OF variety; There are no two trees that
are Just alike: closer than that, there are
no two leaves on all the trees of the
world that are just alike. God has SO
much respect for individuality that He
does not violate the law of freshness even
in the tissue of the small leaves. If we
would learn to take Gods material mer-
cies more carefully and seriously, we
would soon see that they We're new eve~y
morning and fresh every evening. When
our eyes become keen and we train our
minds to see the sharper distinctions we
shall find that the world will not tire Us
by Its seeming monotonies. 1t is a new
world on which We look today. We never
saw the world as it is now: we never
shall see just such world again. The
gifts of Gods hand are new each morn
ing. The fresh touches OF the divine
handiwork are in all the fields and ON all
the trees and over all the dome of the
Sky.
If man counts that companionshp is
| a mercy, he will find that here. too, God
has made provision for endless variety.
We may return here to the figure of the
stream. this time placing a human life
upon it's banks. William Canton gives
this 'Brookside Logic" from his child's
lips:
AS the brook caught the blossoms she cast,
Such wonder gazed ont from her face.
My, the water WAS all running past
Yet the brook never budsed from Its place!
20 the magic of what was so clear!
! explained. And enlightened her? Nay
Why. but. father. / couldn't stay here
IL always was running away"
Yet. in truth. that was what the child
| was ever doing-staying, and yet running
with this weird remark. This is what
makes the child so interesting. How in
trancing 1t Is TO see the newness that
keeps moving in upon the developing life!
How each new way or word fixes our at
tention.
The world of humanity offers us the
study OF many types. 1t is suggestion
often made that there are no two faces
In the world that are precisely alike. All
men may have eyes and noses and
mouths and ears. and may possess in
common certain general features; yet it
requires but little care to discover to the
observer that every man has his own
physical individuality. To the SUPER
| fetal observer men become monotonous;
TO the close locker they offer such an