The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1912-06-06

our upward and onward progress.
1t remains with the individual to de-
eide, because no two people are con-
stitutrd exactly alike, what might
help one might, on the other hand,
! almost ruin another. Each must
measure herself for herself, as each
must be required to give her seperate
and individual account in the end.
Some one has said, I'VE are all sparks
from the same infinite flame; all
thoughts from the Infinite Mind. The
most valuable thing in the world is
just life-human life
Let us grasp every chance for SER
vice both in club work and as in
dividuals. The service may seem so
little, so insignificant, but with our
Heavenly Father, nothing, in the way
OF opportunity sent 20 us, is small and
insignificant. This thought is brought
out very beautifully, | think in a
poem by Edward Markham, called
'The Great Guest COmeS.'
The Master had promised to visit
a certain old cobbler on certain day.
The cobbler had milk and bread
ready for his guest,
"While the cobbler unused, there
passed his pane,
a beggar, drenched by the driving
rain;
He called him in from the stony street
And gave him shoes for his bruised
feet,
The beggar went. There came a
crOne,
Her face with wrinkles and sorrow
shone;
A bundle of faggots bowed her back,
And she was spent with the wrench
and rack.
He gave her his loaf and steadied
her load,
AS she took her way on the weary
road.
Then to his door came a little child
Lost and afraid in the world so
wild,
| In the big dark world catching it up,
He gave it milk in the waiting cup,
And led it home to it's mothers arms,
Out of the reach of the worlds
alarms
The day went down in the crimson
west,
And with it the hope of the
blessed Guest.
And Conrad sighed, as the world
turned gray;
Why is it, Lord, that your feet
delay?
Did you forget that this is the day?
Then soft in the silence, voice he
heard
Lift up your heart for I kept my
word.
Three times I came to your friendly
door.
Three times my shadow was on your
floor.
was the beggar with bruised feet.
l was the woman you gave to eat,
l was the child on the homeless
street. -
THE best example of liberality in
| the bible is that Of a woman. The
best example of service to the mas
ter was that Of a woman, the best
example of conquering prayer was
that of woman.
The gift was small, but she gave
| it in self denial and Jesus said of
| her, She hath cast in more than
you ALL
When Mary broke the alabaster
box on the Savior's feet and wiped
his feet with her hair, it wasn't out
wardly such a great service, but the
| Master who knew the spirit back of
the service said; 4
She hath done what she could."y
And to the mother who was he
| seeching him for her hayward
daughter, he said, 20 woman Great
| is thy faith, be it unto thee even as
| thou wilt
Now all Of these things are so small
and seemingly so simple, but to Lord,
they were the highest service, the
| best gifts.
There are examples of things
We may all do. If we cant do much,
We can do what we can, whether we
| have much or little, whether we are
| high or low, whether we are young or
old, we can each and every one re-
sDond to the call of christianity.
There are treasures Of our Lord
awaiting our miles, There are ala
! baster boxes we may break for Jesus,
There are daughters around us every
where near and far, whom by faith
and example we may lead to the heal
ing fountain. Shall we not respond
to the call of service? Where ever
we can work best, inside a club or
outside, that is our place. Let us
not think of the results, God takes
care of them, let us just work.
| ''The work is all we know,
Enough for our faint sight;
The end, God knows-press on.
The crown is light