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 a little village, but to be
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