We Do Not Want To Lose Our

The Earth Has Grown Old With Its Burden Of Care, But At Christmas It Always Is Young.

To Whatever World He Carries Our Souls When They Shall Pass Out Of These Imprisoning Bodies, In Those Worlds These Souls Of Ours Shall Find Themselves Part Of The Same Great Temple; For It Belongs Not To This Earth Alone.

The Danger Is That We May Fail To Perceive Life's Greatest Meaning, Fall Short Of Its Highest Good, Miss Its Deepest And Most Abiding Happiness, Be Unable To Render The Most Needed Service, Be Unconscious Of Life Ablaze With The Light Of The Presence Of God - And Be Content To Have It So - That Is The Danger. That Some Day We May Wake Up And Find That Always We Have Been Busy With The Husks And Trappings Of Life - And Have Really Missed Life Itself.

If Man Is Man And God Is God, To Live Without Prayer Is Not Merely An Awful Thing: It Is An Infinitely Foolish Thing.

It Is God's World Still. It Has Been Given To Man Not Absolutely, But In Trust, That Man May Work Out In It The Will Of God; Given-may We Not Say?-just As A Father Gives A Child A Corner Of His Great Garden, And Says, "there, That Is Yours; Now Cultivate It."