LIFE is too short to waste
In critic peep or cynic bark,
Quarrel or reprimand:
’Twill soon be dark;
Up! mind thine own aim, and
God speed the mark!
Ralph Waldo Emerson
THE question is, What do you more than others? Where is your extra? In what do you surpass other people? The world is not quarrelling with Christianity as a revelation of ideas, or as an organization created for work, but with the low morality of Christian people.
WE are here on earth not to contemplate, but to transform created things; to found as far as in us lies the image of the “Kingdom of God” on earth—not to admire earth’s contrasts. Egotism nearly always lurks beneath contemplation. Our world is not a spectacle; it is a field of battle, upon which all who in their hearts love justice, beauty, and holiness, are bound—whether as leaders or soldiers, conquerors or martyrs—to play their part.
NOR war, or battle’s sound
Was heard the world around:
The idle spear and shield were high up hung.
The hooked chariot stood
Unstain’d with hostile blood,
The trumpet spake not to the armed throng,
And kings sat still with awful eye,
As if they knew their sov’reign Lord was by.
CHRISTMAS is Emmanuel: God, God Himself with us, and not merely His gifts; with us though sin is in us, yea, because it is in us, cleansing us from its stains by the fires of His love and purity. God is with us, not to extinguish us, but to make us realize ourselves, to save us from being daunted and overcome by things; God is with us, enlarging our world by making us new “creatures,” and thereby He finds for us more and more in the world that has affinity with us, more and more potencies that we can use. With the sons of God it is always Christmas and the dawning of the newest of the years.
WE celebrate this incident of the Birth of Jesus in our churches. Poets sing of it. Painters illustrate it. But do we recall it when we meet the beggar in the streets, or pass the hovel with its patched windows, leaking roof, and smoky walls?
William E. Channing
YEA, thro’ life, death, thro’ sorrow and thro’ sinning,
He shall suffice me, for He hath sufficed:
Christ is the end, for Christ was the beginning,
Christ the beginning, for the end is Christ.
F. W. H. Myers
IF you have not accepted Jesus Christ as your Master, do not think it is because you have thought too much; it is because you have thought too little.
IF we estimate the greatness of a man by the influence which he has exerted on mankind, there can be no question, even from the secular point of view, that Christ is much the greatest man who has ever lived.
George J. Romanes
CHRIST is the realized idea of our Humanity. He is God’s idea of Man completed.
Frederick W. Robertson