SEPTEMBER TWENTY-FIRST
Girolamo Savonarola born 1452.
Emperor Charles V died 1558.
Sir Walter Scott died 1832.
It is the secret sympathy,
The silver link, the silken
tie,
Which heart to heart and mind
to mind
In body and in soul can bind.
—Sir Walter Scott.
No action, whether foul or
fair,
Is ever done, but it carves
somewhere
A record, written by fingers
ghostly,
As a blessing or a curse,
and mostly
In the greater weakness or
greater strength
Of the acts which follow it.
—Henry W. Longfellow.
And he said unto them, Look
on me, and do likewise: and, behold,
when I come to the outermost
part of the camp, it shall be that, as
I do, so shall ye do.
—Judges 7. 17.
Loving Father, may I remember that from the beginning, all things were created beautiful and were given for love. I pray that I may be willing to be guided to the beautiful things of life and receive from them the delight of thy love. Amen.
SEPTEMBER TWENTY-SECOND
Peter Simon Pallas born 1741.
Michael Faraday born 1791.
Theodore Edward Hook born 1788.
Man learns to swim by being tossed into life’s maelstrom and left to make his way ashore. No youth can learn to sail his life-craft in a lake sequestered and sheltered from all the storms, where other vessels never come. Skill comes through sailing one’s craft amidst rocks and bars and opposing fleets, amidst storms and whirls and counter currents.
—Newell Dwight Hillis.
O, a trouble’s a ton
or a trouble’s an ounce,
Or a trouble is
what you make it!
And it isn’t the fact
that you’re hurt that counts,
But only—how
did you take it?
—Edmund C. Vance.
And thus, having patiently endured, he obtained the promise.
—Hebrews 6. 15.
Tender Father, may I not encourage the disposition to enlarge and make much of the troubles and disappointments of life, and make light of the joys and privileges. I pray that I may keep a large place for happiness. Amen.
SEPTEMBER TWENTY-THIRD
Karl Theodore Koerner born 1791.
Hjalmar Hjorth Boyesen born 1848.
Wilkie Collins died 1889.
M.F.H. De Haas died 1895.
When over the fair fame of
friend or foe
The shadow of
disgrace shall fall; instead
Of words to blame, or reproof
of thus and so,
Let something
good be said.
Forget not that no fellow-being
yet
May fall so low
but love may lift his head;
Even the cheek of shame with
tears is wet
If something good
be said.