_There is no music in a rest, but there is the making of music in
it. In our whole life melody, the music is broken off here and
there by "rests," and we foolishly think we have come to the end of
time. God sends a time of forced leisure--sickness, disappointed
plans, frustrated efforts--and makes a sudden pause in the choral
hymn of our lives, and we lament that our voices must be silent,
and our part missing in the music which ever goes up to the ear of
the Creator. How does the musician read the rest? See him beat time
with unvarying count and catch up the next note true and steady, as
if no breaking place had come in between. Not without design does
God write the music of our lives. But be it ours to learn the time,
and not be dismayed at the "rests." They are not to be slurred
over, nor to be omitted, nor to destroy the melody, nor to change
the key-note. If we look up, God Himself will beat the time for us.
With the eye on Him we shall strike the next note full and clear._
JOHN RUSKIN.
O God, help us to trust where we cannot see, and to feel that life is
not necessarily a failure because we are shut out from its activities.
Grant us in sickness such visions and such communion with Thee that
disease of the body shall be transformed into a healer of the soul; and,
as the crushed rose the sweeter fragrance emits, so may our sorrows
chasten and refine us.
O Heavenly Father, grant that all our sickness and pain and
disappointment may so sweeten our dispositions, purify our character and
strengthen our souls that we shall bring heaven's sunlight into the
lives of all whom we meet. Amen.
MYRON W. HAYNES.
February 26
_Love is the greatest thing that God can give us, for Himself is
love; and it is the greatest thing we can give to God, for it will
also give ourselves, and carry with it all that is ours._
JEREMY TAYLOR.
_High thoughts and noble in all lands
Help me, my soul is fed by such;
But ah, the touch of lips and hands,
The human touch!
Warm, vital, close, life's symbols dear,
These need I most and now and here._
RICHARD BURTON.
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