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which he would roast in the fire and eat. That boy did not wear pants like you do, but a tow-linen shirt. Schools were unknown to him, and he learned to spell from an old Webster spelling-book and to read and write from posters on cellar and barn doors, while boys and men would help him. He would then preach and speak, and soon became well known. He became presidential elector, United States marshal, United States recorder, United States diplomat, and accumulated some wealth. He wore broadcloth and didn't have to divide crumbs with the dogs under the table. That boy was Frederick Douglass. What was possible for me is possible for you. Don't think because you are colored you can't accomplish anything. Strive earnestly to add to your knowledge. So long as you remain in ignorance so long you will fail to command the respect of your fellow men."
Always look up, but never give up. God is ever lovingly whispering to man, fix your goal and "My grace is sufficient for thee." The highest ideal is touched by the Eternal, and bears the name of character. The perfect pattern and only worthy ideal for humankind is the Christ. He alone possesses the mystery of the highest ideal and the
power to attain it. There is a spiritual hunger which makes every mortal gravitate toward him. Before the needle of the compass is magnetized it lies in any position, but when thrilled and electrified by the magnetic force, it points forever in the one direction. So the low and aimless life, when touched by the spirit of Christ, invariably and eternally points in the one direction. To be like Christ is the great circle which sweeps every other ideal and ambition within its circumference. As Shakespeare reveals an ideal for the young poet, and Raphael unveils the future for the young artist, so Jesus Christ stands out unique and alone as the ideal for human character.
David Livingston first saw Christ and longed to be like Him before he was crucified in the darkness of Africa. In obedience to his holy vision he literally placed a cross upon the dark continent. He journeyed north into the depths of heathenism; he then came back part of the distance and fell upon his knees to pray for Africa; he then went directly east to the coast and came back to fall again upon his knees in the same place and pray for Africa; he then forced his way directly westward to the coast and again returned to the same centre to fall upon
his knees and pray for Africa. On this cross he lay and cried from the depths of his soul in obedience to the most sacred ideal of life," God bless all men who, in any way, help to heal this open sore of the world. God save Africa." With that sanctified prayer upon his lips they found him upon his knees in death. His heathen friends lovingly carried his body through jungle and forest to the waiting vessel which brought him to the shores of England and placed him in Westminster Abbey, where his name is carved high among the world's noblest and best, and angel hands placed one of the brightest crowns upon his royal brow.
The pathway to the highest glory on earth or in heaven is obedience to the ideal in the life and sacrifice of the world's Redeemer.
Everything cries out to us that we must renounce. Thou must go without; go without! That is the everlasting song which every hour of our life through, hoarsely sings to us. Die, and come to life, for so long as this is not accomplished thou art but a troubled guest upon an earth of gloom.GOETHE.
It is when we renounce that, life (properly speaking) can be said to begin. In a valiant suffering for others, not in a slothful making others suffer for us, did nobleness ever lie.-CARLYLE.
What will ye give me ?-JUDAS.
For me to live is Christ.-PAUL.
"Is life worth living?" It depends altogether upon the object of your life. Your definition of life precedes the answer to that familiar question. Here is a man who carried the sentence upon his lips, "What will ye give me?" That was the controlling motive of his life. It took the strength out of his arm, the firmness out of his foot, the lightning out of his eye, and the sweetness out of his heart.
Judas was the child of magnificent possibilities; beneath his hand lay golden opportunities, but he scorned the true riches for the tinsel, and awakened to the tragedy of his blunder when it was too late. It was his privilege to be where every Christian would like to have been. How we have rejoiced even in the thought of what it must have been to be in the companionship of the Christ for those three wonderful years! It was his to look into the