A Christmas Gift to the American Home and the Youth of AmericaGravengaard, N. P. (Niels Peter)
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A Christmas Gift to the American Home and the Youth of America
Gravengaard, N. P. (Niels Peter)
Christmas -- Devotional literature; Devotional literature
But on a bench a little farther away in the garden Bertha's aunt sat
sewing; she overheard it all, and then said: "It is strange that a
little girl who loves her mother so much that she would be willing to
die for her, does not love her enough to wash dishes for her. I heard
this noon, Bertha, that you didn't want to do the dishes for your
mamma!"
It is strange, indeed!
"My little children, let us not love in word, neither in tongue, but in
deed and in truth."
* * * * *
The young man says to his bride: "I love you, darling, so much that
I could carry you on my hands all through life!"--A year after the
wedding it may happen that he cannot carry up a bucket of coal from the
basement for her.
That's strange, too.
The young woman says to her fiancé: "I love you so much that I could
die for you!"--But if it is a question of that new Easter bonnet, she
cannot save a dollar out of regard for her husband's pocketbook: She
doesn't love him that much.
You do not love each other enough to _sacrifice_ for each other's
sake--or to be a bit _patient_ with each other--or to _cut down a
little_ your own personal demands out of regard for each other.
Therefore we have so many divorces.
"My little children, let us not love in word, neither in tongue, but in
deed and in truth."
* * * * *
Charles Dickens tells in one of his books of two sisters who are
discussing how intently they wish to do something really great and
good. Under the petty circumstances at home they couldn't get the
chance. But if they might be sent out as missionaries among the
heathens--O, how they would toil just to help those poor people! It
didn't matter that perhaps they would have to suffer the pangs of
hunger and persecution--if they only could show people their love.
Just then their old grandmother who was sick abed in the next room,
said: "O, girls, won't one of you come and scratch my back?"
"You can do that," the one said. "No, you'd better do it," said the
other. "It's always up to me--you might do it once in a while!"
That was the end of the glory--and of the love. On distant shores;
under other circumstances they would do deeds of love. But in that
everyday life where God had placed them, it wasn't quite as easy as all
that to show their love.
We can all catch ourselves in similar shortcomings. We would like to
be charitable on a grand scale if we were _elsewhere_ or _differently
situated_; but in everyday life--it is so prosaic just to help an old
mother, or a grandfather, or some sick and poor person. And yet it is
that which submits us to the crucial test.
"My little children, let us love not in word, neither in tongue, but in
deed and in truth."
SEEST THOU THIS WOMAN?
(LU. 7, 44)
SIMEON is a benevolent Pharisee, deferential toward Jesus, but icy and
dignified.
The woman is a sinner, a former prostitute with whom Simeon is
disgusted; yes, he sees her, all right! He knows her!
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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