The Luggage of LifeThese spiritual essays are whimsical, insightful, profound, touching, and thoughtful--an ample source of personal inspiration and sermon illustrations. |
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... never so happy as when he is loaded . His face beams with delight when his back is burdened to the point of breaking . A few months later he cries for a wooden horse and cart , that he may further gratify his inordinate longing for ...
... never so happy as when he is loaded . His face beams with delight when his back is burdened to the point of breaking . A few months later he cries for a wooden horse and cart , that he may further gratify his inordinate longing for ...
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... never wake up to the delicious luxury of being heavily burdened until our shoulders miss the load that galled them . If we grasped the deepest philo- sophy of life a little more clearly we might perhaps fall in love with our luggage ...
... never wake up to the delicious luxury of being heavily burdened until our shoulders miss the load that galled them . If we grasped the deepest philo- sophy of life a little more clearly we might perhaps fall in love with our luggage ...
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... never sight a sail . Our beacon - fires will never bring down any passing vessel to our relief . It is for ever . At our very birth we were chained , naked , like Andromeda , to our rock in mid - ocean ; and no Perseus will ever appear ...
... never sight a sail . Our beacon - fires will never bring down any passing vessel to our relief . It is for ever . At our very birth we were chained , naked , like Andromeda , to our rock in mid - ocean ; and no Perseus will ever appear ...
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... never bridge the gulf . No man can enter into the soul of his brother man . ' I was in the isle , ' says John . And he says it for us all . In all the chief matters of life , ' says Amiel in his Journal , we are alone : we dream alone ...
... never bridge the gulf . No man can enter into the soul of his brother man . ' I was in the isle , ' says John . And he says it for us all . In all the chief matters of life , ' says Amiel in his Journal , we are alone : we dream alone ...
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... never find a mate . Civilization , therefore , tends to isolate us . Savages have but few secrets ; they know each other too well . But we make secrets of everything . Our wealth , our poverty , our joys , our sorrows , are our own ...
... never find a mate . Civilization , therefore , tends to isolate us . Savages have but few secrets ; they know each other too well . But we make secrets of everything . Our wealth , our poverty , our joys , our sorrows , are our own ...
Contents
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The Prudentialities of Life | 46 |
The Face at the Window | 52 |
The Organist | 134 |
The Jackass and the Kangaroo | 140 |
Our Rubbishheaps | 147 |
Lifes Invisible Constabulary | 154 |
So many Beds in the Ward | 161 |
Part III | 169 |
The Law of the Lane | 171 |
A Tonic of Big Things | 178 |
Back Moves | 61 |
The Tireless Trudge | 70 |
Sunset on the Sea | 78 |
Part II | 87 |
Clean Bowled | 89 |
Mad Dogs and Mosquitoes | 96 |
On Falling in Love | 105 |
Ipecacuanha | 112 |
Seaside Lodgings | 120 |
The Cliffs of Dover | 128 |
Sermons and Sandwiches | 185 |
The Challenge of the Heights | 193 |
The Furniturevan | 201 |
On the Wisdom of Conducting Ones Own Funeral | 209 |
Our Better Halves | 216 |
The Conquest of the Poles | 224 |
Hatpins and Buttonhooks | 232 |
The Brow of the Hill | 239 |
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Page 159 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember...
Page 65 - And the vessel that he made of clay was marred in the hand of the potter : so he made it again another vessel, as seemed good to the potter to make it.
Page 201 - Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brush-wood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England— now!
Page 22 - Of the Jews five times received I forty stripes save one. Thrice was I beaten with rods, once was I stoned, thrice I suffered shipwreck, a night and a day I have been in the deep ; in journeyings often, in perils of waters, in perils of robbers, in perils by mine own countrymen, in perils by the heathen, in perils in the city, in perils in the wilderness, in perils in the sea, in perils among false brethren...
Page 22 - I forty stripes save one, thrice was I beaten with rods, once was I stoned, thrice I suffered shipwreck, a night and a day I have been in the deep ; in journeyings often, in perils of waters, in perils of robbers, in perils by mine own countrymen, in perils by the heathen, in perils in the city, in perils in the wilderness, in perils in the sea, in perils among false brethren ; in weariness and painfuluess, in watchings often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness ; besides...
Page 146 - ROCK of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee ! Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
Page 229 - For whosoever will save his life shall lose it; but whosoever shall lose his life for my sake and the gospel's, the same shall save it.
Page 177 - Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned; 5 Youth shows but half. Trust God; see all, nor be afraid!