E. J. STAllT0ll & S01l A Little Christmas Sermon

We ar,e soon to commremorate the birthday of that Man whose thought, heart, and life embraced all races and classes of men; who plan,ned for all, thought for all, loved all, lived for all, and LIVES for all.

He was the greatest preacher of the usefulness of WORK.

He was also the greatest demonstrator. He toiled with His hands at the carpenter trade during His youth. It is ,not recorded that He ever went on strike, o,r tried 'to destroy the properties He was hired to construct.

He was above no task, however menial. He bound himself round with a towel, and washed the fee't of His followers. He preached SERVICE always uttering golden words ,concerning the holiness of working, and of serving.

He said He "came not to be mininistered unto, but to minister"; and He uttered that wondrous prorrlise that : "If a rnan shall believe on me the works that I do shall he do also." He gave to understand that by "The sweat of his brow" he should live, and that as he w,orked and served. so should he pr'osper.

If ,man would study the works and words of the'Master at this Christmas time, he would realize that all of us must be workers,'and th,at the test of a man's worth to the world and to humanity is judged by what he contributes toward the general well being, wlhether it be by brain or brawn. Only once in all his recorded words did He say: "f have given you an example," and that was when He was doing the work of a servant.

I't would be a wonderful thing for the world if every man would read and learn, right n'ow, the following w,onderful little verse by Henry Van Dyke:

"Let me but do my work from day to day, In field or forest, at the desk or loom, Iq roaring market-place, or tranquil room; Let me but find it in my heart ,to say, When vagrant wishes beckon me astray, "fhis is my work, my blessing, not my doom,! Of ,all who live, I am the one bl whom' This work can best be don,e in my own way.' Then shail I see it, n'ot too great nor small To suit my spirit and arouse my powers

Then shall I cheerfully greet the laboring hours, Andr cheerfully turn, when the long shadows fall At eventide, to play, and love, and rest, Because I know for me. my work is best."