REFLECTION by Mrs. H. P. Booth

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jun 17, 1903

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 29, No. 24.

REFLECTION.

By Mrs. H. P. Booth

HE spake and all beauty sprang forth. The lily reflected His smile. That which dwelt within radiated the universe and shone from the garb of nature. It spoke fellowship with the great I AM. The angle of reflection being equal to the angle of vision, loving-kindness utters her voice through the silence of light, that gives back choicest fruitage of vale and hill, filling the freighted air-balm with praises richly due the Keeper—the Creator of all.

Fellowship with the Divinity becomes the perfect angle when the blinding hydra of self-glory no longer hides the adjusted prism. What joy in its strength-giving power. All hearts are akin. The weary, the weak, the helpless, the no-chance ones, whom we shall have always with us, reflect the cheering smile and tender words, which add gems to their fading crown. While these cost us nothing, they dispel the shades of critical prejudice from the hungry soul as it by faith looks to live, from dying hearts eager to gain an upward footstep in the rugged pathway of life.

The lighted, illuminated temple, reflecting the glory within, guides the lost, wandering feet in hope toward their waiting home.

MRS. H. P. BOOTH. Knoxville, Tenn.