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Golden Rule Meditations

De: Amos R. Wells
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 ON SABBATHS HOW beautiful is this Sabbath day! Spirits of rest brood in the heavens and walk about the earth. Something is missing from my shoulders; it is the burden of yesterday. My mind, yesterday so oppressed with cares, forgets even what load has been lifted. I have not planned for this peace. God, far back in the creation, and through all the wise ordering of the ages, has been preparing it for me. God has thrust it upon me, though yesterday I should have rejected it to continue my tasks. Ah! why has he not forced upon me a continual Sabbath? Indeed, may I not have it? These bird-songs are the same as Saturday. Saturday's sunshine was as holy, air as clear, and trees as gracious. The Sabbath has come within me, for God and his world keep Sabbath all the time. Yield me the secret, O Father, by which thou dost carry on works so mighty with such abiding peacefulness. Let me teach my tasks to sing a Sabbath anthem with me. Let me teach my heart to cease from fretting on thy Sabbath days. Here on earth let me begin the Sabbath of eternity, whose toil is fruitful because it is untroubled, whose rest is perfect because it sings with labor. Draw me, Father of Sabbaths, close to thee and to thy peace. *** ON UNDESERVED LOVE MY loved ones love me as if I deserved their love. It is poured out unearned, slighted, and even rebuked. It is so great that a little kindness satisfies it, and it goes on. It is so foolish that it even transforms my faults into virtues, and sees something to love in all my ugliness. What angers others only pains my loved ones; and the evil in me that others do not try to forget, they do not even remember. Or do they hide their pain when I slight them, as I afterwards hide my remorse and shame? and is their contentment with me partly feigned, like my carelessness? Let me cease to brood over such thoughts, that I may the more manfully make them impossible. O thou who dost see in all true disciples thy mother and sister and brother, I cast upon thee all my burden of sin against my loved ones. Thy great love will fill up the great lack in mine. Thou wilt unburden me of the past, and thou wilt direct me into worthier ways. O thou who didst never cause a heartache, teach thy servant to love. O thou from whom affection never shrank abashed, teach thy servant to love. O thou who wert never too busy to be kind, teach thy servant to love. I will be taught of thee, and win myself from shame. *** ON PALTRY SUCCESSES I DID the best God then gave me to do, and felt depressed because God gave me no better. When shall I gain the healthy mind, the cheery spirit, that is triumphant when God works his will with me? Is not that to be illustrious enough? What matters it whether his will deals with my failures or my successes, with great deeds or petty deeds, so that it deals with me? It is more blessed to be used of God in small deeds than in great, because then I shall be sure that God honors me for myself and not for my works. It is better that the applause of men should be hushed, that in the silence I may hear God's approval. Would I have my patent of nobility signed by the scullion as well as by the king? Father, grant me the power to leave my work, after it is done, with thee and not with men. Father, I would have no rival to thy "Well done!" Help me to such love for thee that I can spare men's praise. Nay, help me, Father, to such love for men that I can spare men's praise. What are we, that we should judge each other scornfully? Ah, what are we, that we should judge each other praisefully? Thou art the Judge, whether to exalt or depress. To thee alone we rise; from thee alone we fall; and not from men. Be thou so near me that, with all faithfulness to the world's work and all love for men, whether they love me or slight me, I may yet live to none but thee.
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