the ages came out of all walks of life. Many who were most blessed by God were those who performed menial tasks. And know you, there is not one among you who knows in his mortal mind, what place awaits him on that path that leads to the Perfection which God has marked for him. Dear Father:
For our lives we thank Thee and for our bodies, and for all things which are brought to us, whether good or bad. And make us to know that those things of good which we meet are blessings sent to us openly by Thee, and those things which seem bitter and sorrowful are also blessings sent by Thee, by which we may learn some lesson we have not known, and so by sorrow and suffering we may become better in mortality, and purer in spirit.
Give us Thy protection, and open our souls to Thy words, that we may become spiritually stronger, and thus may lighten our lives and those that are around us. Amen. —Through Mary and Marta—Oregon.
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By S. B.
Will-o’-the wisp, where leadest thou
My feet o’er hill and vale,
Dancing sprightly, glancing lightly,
Every picture painting brightly,
Have you lost the trail?
Will-o’-the wisp, I long have followed—
Now we twain must part.
Through life’s yearning, I am learning
God is Love—and so I’m turning
Deep within the heart.
Will-o’-the wisp, O fare thee well!
Love shall lead me on;
Near me staying, ne’er betraying,
Ever on the journey saying,
“Hail, eternal dawn!”
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