Precept and Practice – JULY 29 – A dear Balm
Friendship is the forest to which we flee from the city of toil.
Friendship is the forest to which we flee from the city of toil.
Tyranny is always weakness.
The parable of the Rich Fool, and in fact the whole of Luke Chapter 12, is not about money, nor about bread, nor even about barns. It is about being, ‘rich towards God’ and so proving the faithfulness and loving kindness of God by living generous lives of active service. And being ever-ready to do so….
Our friendships are often clouded, especially in youth, by want of sympathy from our own people.
Happy is the house that shelters a friend.
But to get this real profit from persons one must really meet them, not merely encounter – ‘meet’ them and not merely their outsides.
Seek not your life – for that is death. But seek how you can best and most joyfully give your own life away
…sacrifice alone, bare and unrelieved, is ghastly, unnatural, and dead; but self-sacrifice, illuminated by love, is warmth and life; it is the death of Christ, the life of God, the blessedness, and only proper life of man.
And if by merely cultivating our own power of appreciation, by letting our light shine before men, we can do something to show the way upwards to those who have not yet seen it, still more potent is the influence of those who can actually create new delights and new interests in any branch of art or knowledge.
Happiness is the result of our own energy and cannot be poured upon the soul, and is almost independent of circumstances: it is made by us, not for us.