The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. XX. No. 1013, May 27, 1899 — John Shaqi
The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. XX. No. 1013, May 27, 1899Various
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The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. XX. No. 1013, May 27, 1899
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Children's literature -- Periodicals
This rest means “peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ,” which
those who love and trust in Him enjoy even in this troublesome world.
With this soul restfulness all the trials of life lose much of their
keenness; without it they pierce more deeply and are doubly hard to
bear. Yet there are so many worries and anxieties in daily life to give
us unquiet minds. Even when our own paths are fairly smooth, we often
have uneasy minds and sleepless nights on account of those we love, or
we are harassed by mental visions of coming evil, till we are ready to
cry, as David did, “O that I had wings like a dove! for then would I
flee away and be at rest.”
A little later, in the same Psalm, comes the remedy: “Cast thy burden
upon the Lord, and He shall sustain thee.”
From Psalmist, Apostle, and, better than all, from the lips of Jesus
Himself, we receive unfailing guidance to the one source of rest, both
for troubled souls and disquieted minds. When all the world fails us,
let us, my dear ones, try to remember that He is faithful Who promised,
“I will give you rest.”
Then there are these poor frail bodies of ours that have to bear
weariness and the pain which makes the rest they cry out for
impossible. How many of us have felt our utter helplessness at the
sight of suffering which we could not relieve, though we would gladly
have borne it for a while in order to purchase an interval of rest for
one we loved?
One of you, who asked that the subject of “Rest” might be considered
at a Twilight gathering, told me that she was an invalid, crippled
with sciatica and muscular rheumatism, only able to move from place
to place by means of a wheeled chair, seldom free from pain, and
sleeping but little. Yet she was able to show me that her mind was
active in planning for the good of others, and that her thoughts shaped
themselves into songs of thankfulness and longings for a more complete
submission to God’s will. So, as I read, I said to myself, “Thank God
for this record! Though it tells of pain, it also tells of patience.
The body suffers, and the burden is a heavy one; but it is borne by
means of God-given strength, and ‘There is a rest that remaineth’ for
His people.”
When this world, with its sorrow, suffering, trouble, and weariness,
shall have passed away they shall find eternal rest in the Father’s
home above. “And God shall wipe away all tears from their faces, and
there shall be no more death, neither sorrow nor crying, neither shall
there be any more pain.”
“Rest comes at length; though life be long and dreary,
The day must dawn, and darksome night be past;
Faith’s journey ends in welcome to the weary,
And Heaven, the heart’s true home, will come at last.”
(_To be continued._)
FOOTNOTES:
[2] See Rev. xxi. 2, 9.
SHEILA.
BY EVELYN EVERETT-GREEN, Author of “Greyfriars,” “Half-a-dozen
Sisters,” etc.
CHAPTER VIII.
MONCKTON MANOR.
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