Christian fiction; Neighborhoods -- Scotland -- Fiction
“Many things will look hard in so many words, which yet will be found
kindness itself when they are interpreted by a higher theory. If the
one thing is to let people have everything they want, then of course
everyone ought to be rich. I have no doubt such a man as we were reading
of in the papers the other day, who saw his servant girl drown without
making the least effort to save her, and then bemoaned the loss of her
labour for the coming harvest, thinking himself ill-used in her death,
would hug his own selfishness on hearing my words, and say, ‘All right,
parson! Every man for himself! I made my own money, and they may make
theirs!’ _You_ know that is not exactly the way I should think or act
with regard to my neighbour. But if it were only that I have seen such
noble characters cast in the mould of poverty, I should be compelled
to regard poverty as one of God’s powers in the world for raising the
children of the kingdom, and to believe that it was not because it could
not be helped that our Lord said, ‘The poor ye have always with you.’
But what I wanted to say was, that there can be no reason why Connie
should not enjoy what God has given her, although he has not thought
fit to give as much to everybody; and above all, that we shall not help
those right whom God gives us to help, if we do not believe that God is
caring for every one of them as much as he is caring for every one of
us. There was once a baby born in a stable, because his poor mother
could get no room in a decent house. Where she lay I can hardly think.
They must have made a bed of hay and straw for her in the stall, for we
know the baby’s cradle was the manger. Had God forsaken them? or would
they not have been more _comfortable_, if that was the main thing,
somewhere else? Ah! if the disciples, who were being born about the same
time of fisher-fathers and cottage-mothers, to get ready for him to call
and teach by the time he should be thirty years of age--if they had only
been old enough, and had known that he was coming--would they not have
got everything ready for him? They would have clubbed their little
savings together, and worked day and night, and some rich women would
have helped them, and they would have dressed the baby in fine linen,
and got him the richest room their money would get, and they would have
made the gold that the wise men brought into a crown for his little
head, and would have burnt the frankincense before him. And so our
little manger-baby would have been taken away from us. No more the
stable-born Saviour--no more the poor Son of God born for us all, as
strong, as noble, as loving, as worshipful, as beautiful as he was poor!
And we should not have learned that God does not care for money; that
if he does not give more of it it is not that it is scarce with him, or
that he is unkind, but that he does not value it himself. And if he sent
his own son to be not merely brought up in the house of the carpenter of
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