Morsels

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park, Washington, D. C. · May 23, 1912

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 89, No. 21.

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Morsels

THE motto of the fanatical bigot is, I will put you off the earth, if you don't travel my way to heaven. But no bigot has conscience big enough to supply himself and any other.
The gateway, unless passed through in time, will become a gate in the way for eternity. "When once the Master of the house is risen up, and hath shut to the door," the opening is forever closed.
The key-note of a piece is identical with the last note in the last measure of the bass. He whose life is keyed in Christ, through whatever changes in positions, in notes and tones, will have Christ as his base whereon he sweetly rests at the close of Time's song. "All things work together for good to them that love God." "Mark the perfect man, and behold the upright: for the end of that man is peace."
Some would wish the essay was spelled easy; but true ease comes after essay, as rest follows wrestle.
Your trials are the stony base of Bethel's ladder, whose top reaches to marble pillars and precious stones. "Him that overcometh will I make a pillar in the temple of my God." Rev. 3:12. Jacob's all-night wrestling at Peniel broke the day with Israel—prince of God.
Where wicked men, demons, or conspiracy of circumstances hit hardest at you, that you may falter, fail, and fall, there by divine grace lies the sublime occasion for your masterpiece, since the measure of the best is the contest.
The base of deepest trials is only foundation for highest joy. Sad Gethsemane is only foot of glad Mt. Olivet. This spot that saw the bloody sweat at the bottom of the mount witnessed the triumphant ascent at its top. And of all places on this earth, on Christ's returning descent Mt. Olivet will be honored first. "His feet shall stand that day upon the Mount of Olives."