I find this one very interesting.
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May 2009 Signs of the Times Email Newsletter
The Signs of the Times newsletter is a collection of stories and quotes from
past issues of Signs and These Times.
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One beautiful spring day a fisherman was sitting contentedly on the
grassy bank of a wide, navigable river, watching the cork on his fishing line,
when his attention was called to a river boat turning the bend of the river
some distance upstream.
At about this same time a small boy came running down the bank out onto
a rather frail landing which extended some feet out into the river. Someone had
driven a few posts into the mud, and with some heavy planks had made this
crude, simple wharf.
The little fellow, his eyes watching the boat, was frantically waving a
white handkerchief. The fisherman asked him if he was waving to someone on
board.
"I'm signaling them to land," the lad replied.
"Are you crazy, boy?" inquired the fisherman. "That boat will never land
here."
There was a strong current in the river, and that landing place was too
frail, he was sure.
Then the boat whistled, and the boy stopped his signaling. The fisherman
momentarily forgot his fishing. The boat was pulling over that way. Figuring
the pull of the stream, the pilot swung the boat close to shore. A gangplank
was pushed onto the frail landing, and the small boy ran onto the boat. As the
boat workers pulled in the gangplank, the lad shouted back to the surprised
fisherman, "I'm no fool, mister. My dad's the pilot on this boat."
To the unbeliever, the trusting Christian is as much a puzzle as was the
small boy to the fisherman. Confidently he tackles the problems of life.
Tranquilly he meets temptations and trials. Hopefully he faces the
uncertainties of today and every day. To the man or woman who does not know
God, the Christian may often seem foolish. But the child of God knows whom he
believes, and is confident that the hand of his Father rules in the affairs of
men and nations.-By C. L. Paddock, Signs of the Times, June 27, 1950.
Quote: "He who lives without prayer, he who lives with little prayer, he who
seldom reads the Word, he who seldom looks up to heaven for a fresh influence
from on high-he will be the man whose heart will become dry and barren; but he
who calls in secret on his God, who spends much time in holy retirement, who
delights to meditate on the words of the Most Holy, whose soul is given up to
Christ-such a man must have an overflowing heart; and as his heart is, such
will his life be."-By Spurgeon, Signs of the Times, June 4, 1940.
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What shall we say about the cross of Jesus Christ that hasn't already
been said? Corrie ten Boom, celebrated author of "The Hiding Place", the
dramatic Christian adventure of the Dutch underground in World War II, tells
the following incident of her sister Betsie's appreciation for Jesus' sacrifice
at Calvary.
At the inhuman prison in Germany every Friday the Nazis made the
prisoners completely undress for medical inspection. They were humiliated, the
women, at having to march by grinning guards. On one of those mornings, Corrie
says, "yet another page in the Bible leapt into life for me.
"He hung naked on the cross.
"I had not known-had not thought. . . . The paintings, the carved
crucifixes showed at the least a scrap of cloth. But this, I suddenly knew, was
the respect and reverence of the artist. But oh-at the time itself, on that
other Friday morning-there had been no reverence. No more than I saw in the
faces around us now.
"I leaned toward Betsie, ahead of me in line. Her shoulder blades stood
out sharp and thin beneath her blue-mottled skin.
" 'Betsie, they took His clothes too.'
"Ahead of me I heard a little gasp. 'Oh, Corrie. And I never thanked
Him.'"-By Kenneth J. Holland, These Times, March 1979.
Quote: "My life has been full of terrible misfortunes-most of which have
never happened."-By Montaigne, These Times, March 1979.
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One night a man took a small candle out of a drawer, lighted it, and
began to ascend a long, winding stair.
"Where are you going?" asked the candle.
"Away high up," said the man.
"What are you going to do there?" said the candle.
"I am going to show the ships out at sea where the harbor is," said the
man. "For we stand here at the entrance to the harbor, and some ships far out
on the stormy sea may be looking for our light even now."
"Alas! No ship could ever see my light," said the candle, "it is so very
small."
"If your light is small," said the man, "keep burning bright, and leave
the rest to me."
When the man got up to the lighthouse, he took the candle and with it
lighted the great lamps that stood ready there with their polished reflectors
behind them.
You who think your little light of so small account, can you not see
what God may do with it? Shine and leave the rest to Him.-Source Not Known,
Signs of the Times, April 6, 1954.
Quote: "What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. They are but
trifles, to be sure; but, scattered along life's pathway, the good they do is
inconceivable."-From The Defender, Signs of the Times, January 24, 1956.
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In St. Paul's Cathedral in London is a painting by Holman Hunt called
"Christ, the Light of the World." When the painting was first painted, an art
critic called the artist's attention to the fact that there was no latch on the
outside of the door.
Holman Hunt answered, "That's the way I meant it to be. You see, the
door must be opened from the inside."-By Billy Graham, These Times, January
1961.
Quote: When Robert Morrison began his pioneer work in Chinese missions,
someone asked him, "Do you expect to be able to do anything in a land so vast?"
"No," he answered, "but I expect God will."-By H. M. S. Richards, These Times,
January 1955.
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An illustration, recited in Dwight L. Moody's graphic fashion in one of
his discourses, suggested this hymn to Philip Bliss.
"A stormy night on Lake Erie, and the sky pitch dark.
" 'Pilot, are you sure this is Cleveland? There's only one light.'
" 'Quite sure, Cap'n.'
" 'Where are the lower lights?'
" 'Gone out, sir.'
" 'Can you run in?'
" 'We've got to, Cap'n-or die.'
"The brave old pilot did his best, but, alas, he missed the channel. The
boat was wrecked, with a loss of many lives. The lower lights had gone out.
"Brethren, the Master will take care of the great Lighthouse. It is our
work to keep the lower lights burning!"
Brightly beams our Father's mercy
From His lighthouse evermore;
But to us He gives the keeping
Of the lights along the shore.
Dark the night of sin has settled,
Loud the angry billows roar;
Eager eyes are watching, longing,
For the lights along the shore.
Trim your feeble lamp, my brother!
Some poor seaman, tempest tossed,
Trying now to make the harbor,
In the darkness may be lost.
Let the lower lights be burning!
Send a gleam across the wave!
Some poor fainting, struggling seaman
You may rescue, you may save.-By Philip Bliss, These Times, March 1958.
Quote: "Little minds are too much wounded by little things; great minds see
all and are not even hurt."-By Francois de La Rochefoucauld, These Times,
October 1964.
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