July 17

OH, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west,
Toll slowly.
And I said in underbreath,—All our life is mixed with death,
And who knoweth which is best?
Oh, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west,
Toll slowly.
And I smiled to think God’s greatness flowed around our incompleteness,
Round our restlessness, His rest.
Elizabeth B. Browning


THE light of life is a constant consciousness of Divine Fellowship. But we should not expect a sudden manifestation of the Infinite One to our souls. Gradually we must attain to this serene trust in God’s all-protecting care, incessant mercy, and inspiring influence. The blessing will not be less real, because it comes upon us gently, according to our spiritual progress. There is no rest for our souls except in this ever-growing communion with the All-Perfect One.
William E. Channing


GOD is a kind Father. He sets us all in the places where He wishes us to be employed; and that employment is truly “our Father’s business.” He chooses work for every creature which will be delightful to them, if they do it simply and humbly.
John Ruskin

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