We live in two worlds. The outer world of things and people and circumstance, which seldom yield to our control; and an inner world of thoughts and feelings and desire, where if we so will it, we can be serene and safe. “Blessed is the man”, writes David Grayson, “who has a citadel in his own soul”, a place, where having fought, he may retire for peace.
You remember old Mr. O'Hara in “Gone with the Wind”. He stood up to many difficulties and disasters unafraid and unbroken until his wife died. Then he went to pieces. And the hired Man, Will, filling in as funeral preacher, spoke these simple words; “We warn’t scared of anything. There ain’t nuthin’ from the outside. I mean to say what the whole world couldn’t do, his own heart could. When Mrs. Ohara died, too, and he was licked and what we see walkin’ around waren’t him”.
The strength of life is within. The safety of life is within. Going to church and Sunday school, singing in the choir and the like, are but scaffolding to help in the erection of a spiritual edifice and are no insurance against faults and failure, unless the soul is brought into vital contact with the spirit of God and made strong enough to stand alone, these props are so much vanity.
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