Miss Ellis's MissionSmith, Mary P. Wells (Mary Prudence Wells)
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Miss Ellis's Mission
Smith, Mary P. Wells (Mary Prudence Wells)
Ellis, Sarah, 1835-1885; Home missions -- United States -- Unitarian Church
"But though disinterested and devoted to family interests and
helpful to the growing households of her brothers and sisters, the
crowning interest that came to absorb and inspire her advanced
Christian life was the propagation of her own Unitarian faith,
early learned, later disciplined, and mellowed and sanctified by
trial and years. What had been a stay and staff to her own mind and
heart she was anxious to communicate to others. Hence she sought
the instrumentalities of the pen and press, and the Post Office
Mission sprang into being,--the invention of a Christian woman's
heart, bent on doing good spiritually. The zeal, fidelity,
sympathy, and adaptation with which she developed and pursued this
work have been told elsewhere. It is another lesson to teach us
that ever new means will arise, as time and opportunity serve, for
the faithful in heart and life to hasten the coming of the Master's
kingdom of righteousness and love. Miss Ellis infused a sweetness
and sympathy all her own into her mission. To her it was no task,
but a delight, as her letters show,--her meat and drink to help
struggling souls to light and Christian faith. Peace to her
beautiful and saintly memory!"
* * * * *
(From Rev. S. J. Barrows, editor "Christian Register.")
A CANDLE OF THE LORD.
It was a feeble socket that held it. It was a constant surprise
that so small a candle could give forth so much light. But its
special mission was not so much to illumine the world with its own
light as it was to ignite other minds and hearts from its own
flame. "Behold how much wood is kindled by how small a fire!" says
the apostle. Nothing is small, it has been said, which is great in
its consequences. It does not need a stroke of lightning from
heaven to raze Chicago to the ground: a little lamp-flame near a
pile of hay is sufficient. We forget sometimes the power of a
single humble life to extend and duplicate its influence. We have
never learned yet how far the little candle can throw its beams,
when its waves of light and heat come in contact with minds and
hearts that are prepared for the illumination it may give. The wire
and the battery have not entirely superseded the torch-bearer. The
lamps in the house may have been filled, the gas may be ready to
turn on; what is needed is for some one to go about with match or
torch or candle, and tip the burner with its flame.
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