Christ is the Light of the World. Followers of Christ are described also as lights kindled from the great central Light. In Christ’s life the love of God broke like a glorious sunrise into the darkness of the earth. We all know how Jesus lived. He was a benediction wherever He went. He blessed the people by His words, which told them of God’s compassion, love and truth. He blessed them by His life, in which the bitterest enemy could find no fault—a life full of sweetness, gentleness, sympathy, purity and whatsoever things are lovely. He blessed them by His deeds. He went about doing good, healing, comforting, helping, lifting up, cleansing lepers, opening blind eyes, scattering kindnesses everywhere. Christ has passed into heaven, but He wants us to continue His life, with all its goodness, its beauty, its sweet service. He kindles the life in me that we may shine as He did,—J.R. Miller, D.D., in United Presbyterian. * * * * * Needed at All Times. Faith is a daily requisite. It is more than a pair of spiritual wings, with which the soul may fly to heaven. We want it in all that we attempt to do. The work may be insignificant, but faith in its success will give it dignity and worth. Without this hopeful hopefulness no man can please God nor even himself.—Presbyterian Journal. * * * * * Spiritual Life. God has made everyday humanity, the common duties, the common affections, so fair, so full of tenderness, so full of claims on our love and admiration, that were we to watch for them and take their joy the path would be filled with music and our souls with grace.—Stopford A. Brooke. * * * * * The Great Decision The voice of my departed lord—“Go, teach all the nations”— Comes on the night air and awakes my spirit. And I will go! Henceforth for me it matters not if storm or sunshine be my future lot. Bitter or sweet my cup. I may not stop to play with shadows or pluck earthly flowers by the way Till I my work have done and rendered up account, And when I come at last to lay me down and die, Perhaps all unattended, ’neath the cocoa’s shade, It will be sweet to me to know that I have toiled For other worlds than this, And, oh, if any for whom satan has struggled as he has for me Should through my labors ever reach yon blissful shore. Through all the ages of eternal years My happy spirit never shall regret That toil and suffering once were mine below! —Selected. * * * * * [Illustration: ST. BERNARD COAL COMPANY INCORPORATED Miners and Shippers of COAL AND COKE. General Office, Earlington, Kentucky. Branch Offices