Unfinished Rainbows, and Other EssaysAnderson, George Wood
Religion
Unfinished Rainbows, and Other Essays
Anderson, George Wood
Christianity
We must also remember that the increase is determined, not by divine
limitations, but by our own capacity. The command to the widow
was, “Borrow empty vessels, and borrow _not a few_.” God placed no
limitations, but, rather, gave urgent command to plan for large things.
She could have borrowed a thousand empty vessels and a thousand vessels
would have been filled. Her blessing was determined the moment she said
to the boys who were securing the jars from the excited neighbors,
“That is enough, you need not borrow more.” That moment she determined
the amount of answer her prayers would receive. The oil ceased to flow
when she had reached the limit of her preparation. What a tremendous
truth! Our growth and spiritual attainments are unlimited so far as
God is concerned. The possibility of development is unlimited so far
as this world is concerned, for empty vessels and empty hearts are
everywhere. Our growth is limited only by the breadth of our sympathies
and the scope of our interests.
Borrow empty vessels, and _borrow not a few_. What a challenge to the
church of the living God! Begin to think and plan in big terms. “_Not
a few._” These are the words of One who thinks in numbers large enough
to include all the grains of sand in all the oceans and all the stars
of the universe. Count the forest leaves and the grass-blades and
raindrops, and then ask yourself what God means when he says “_not a
few_.” May the Christ of social service show the church of to-day that
her power is limited only by her vision of her opportunity.
XIX
SEEING LOVE
The value of life is measured by the power of vision. The savage,
tramping the diamond beneath his feet, and clinging to tooth and claw
of the wild animals he has slain, represents a very narrow, restricted
life, for he possessed a narrow vision. Beholding fruit-bearing trees,
he saw only the crab and wild cherry of bitter taste. Looking across
the open fields, he saw only the wind-tossed, tangled grass whose
matted meshes made slow his travel. Along the wayside he saw only the
daisy, and the thorn-mass of the wild rose bush forming a convenient
place in which to hide while making observations. Because in the crab
he could not see the possibilities of the Northern Spy, and because
in the wild cherry he could not see the luscious Oxheart, his travel
lacked refreshing fruit. Because in the tangled grass he could not see
the gleaming gold of ripened grain, he had no food in time of famine.
Because the weedlike daisy did not suggest the chrysanthemum, and the
wild rose foretell the American Beauty, his pathway was commonplace.
Following the savage came those of wider vision, and soon the fields
assumed the golden vesture of the ripened harvests, the hillsides
became rich with luscious fruit, and life’s pathway was fringed with
beauty.
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