The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1920-11-19

was entrusting all His power to these
Galileans, incarnating Himself in their
personalities. They were to be the
human dynamite to blast thru rocky
indifference a channel for streams of
new life. The climax of this complete
Identification of the Master with the
man came ir the sublime words of
Jesus: whatsoever receives you, re-
ceives mr." There is a Turkish
proverb that THE pasha's servant is
the pasha.' All the authority of the
King goes along with His ambassador.
All human tendency is to exah the
institution: Jesus instead, exalted the
man. His confidepce, now as ever, is
in the discipleship. What is to be done
in His name for the world today is to
be done by His friends. Each of us,
in characteristic fashion, is to be an
innovation and IN apostle for Christ.
One will serve Him by a beautiful
character; another by dedicated
voice; another by pen; another by con-
secrated business ability or political
talent: the ways are as diverse as
human personalities, but the motive
and the might are one.
A reawakening to the responsible
ties of discipleship on the part of
Christians would solve most of the
world'sN present perplexities. That
would be the swiftest, surest answer
to such clarion calls as the familiar
lines of j. G. Holland:
God give us men! A time like this de-
Strong minds, great hearts, true faith,
and ready hands:
Men whom the lust of office does not kill ::
Men whom the spoil of office does not
Men who possess opinions and n will.
Men who have honor, men who will not
Men who can stand before a demagogue..
And damn IA.
without winking,
the fog
In public duty and in private thinking
A leadership for Today.
It's education we need to solve the
Gays problem" 1 heard one man say
at a little conference of public-minded
persons. Not So" rejoined the other;
the world knows enough to do right:
it is moral impulse we need Lead
ershlp is the supreme lack" echoes an
opinion from every side: I'VE wander
and wabble and wreak woe because
we have got adequate leadership. God
give us nfen."
All three diagnoses of our worlds
need are met by the clear, ancient
truth, hidden beneath hackneyed
phrases, that Jesus alone is sufficient
leader for these time. He still lives
and leads. His path is plain. Nobody
need have any doubt about the way
He is going. Nor will He, like human
leaders, fall by the wayside or be led
astray. Christ's highway may be mar
row, but it is straight and clear. Not
mental confusion, but moral fog, is re-
sponsible for the failure of followers
to hold the path
The strength of our national life to-
day is the character of the uncounted
host of men and women, who, without
special cognizance of social or political
problems, measure up to the level of
all new needs by the simple fact that
they are trying to meet each situation
of life in the spirit of Christ. Chris
tian citizens are the bulwark of law,
the leaveR~of common good will, the
mainstay of altruism and the saving
salt of idealism. In these quiet, I'M
noticed and unrecorded ways Jesus is
making his many-sfded impact upon
our world.
There is no need of new organ
iZation to save society. "A movement
is not called for. No official positions
have to be created and no books kept.
All that is needed is that men and
earth, shall quietly resolve, in the Sc
crecy of their own hearts, that they
will join the farflung discip1eship of
Christ; and that they will demonstrate
the paradox of power by spending
themselves lavishly in the service of
Tie 1hdStSl. LII OtACt WOAdSy liSy Will
make to their basic life purpose to
strive to do always whatever Jesus
would like to have them do. For His
sake they will subordinate all other
al1egiences to His service of love. And
whatever betide, they will stand fast
by Him.
zone shall grow weary of Thy narrow
way
The homeless wanderings by night ana
day,
The hungry hearts that throng with their
demands,
The sick and sinful waiting for Thy hands.
One shall grow weary while the days
go by.
Lord, is it ~
zone shall walk on. reluctant in Thy train.
Counting each toll. remembering every
pain,
The solitude in desert paths Of prayer,
The mounting scorn of men, the scanty
fare:
Weighing each pity loss with selfish sigh.
Lord, is it I?'''