-2 THESS. ii. 16, 17
WHEN sorrow all our heart would ask,
We need not shun our daily task,
And hide ourselves for calm;
The herbs we seek to heal our woe
Familiar by our path way grow, Our common air is balm.." -J. Keble
OH, when we turn away from some duty or some fellow creature, saying that our hearts are too sick and sore with some great yearning of our own, we nay often sever the line on which a divine message was coming to us. We shut out the man, and we shut out the angel who had sent Him on to open the door. There is a plan working in our lives; and if we keep our hearts quiet and our eyes open, it all works together; and if we don't, it all fights together; and goes on fighting till it comes right somehow, somewhere.
-ANNI E KEARY