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William Gladstone (1809-1898) was England’s Prime Minister four times, and one

of the most important political figures of his era. He was also famous for being an

active Christian.

Every day as Gladstone went up the steps of the Parliament building, he bought

a newspaper from the same newsboy and said an encouraging word about how

Jesus loved him.

One day, as Gladstone and his secretary were going into Parliament, another

newsboy stopped them. “Hey, Mr. Gladstone, you know the bloke you usually

get’cher paper from?

Well, yesterday he was run over by a carriage and he’s going to die.

He wants you to come get him in.”

“What do you mean, ‘get him in’?” Gladstone asked.

“You know–get him in to Heaven.”

Gladstone’s secretary protested. “No, no, no, you don’t have time to go see

a newsboy! You know how important your speech today is. It could change

the course of history!”

Gladstone thought a moment, then said, “One immortal soul is worth more

than my speech in Parliament.”

So he went to the little garret where the newsboy lay dying.

Gladstone prayed with him to receive Jesus.

He “got him in”–and then the boy died.

By the time Gladstone made it back to Parliament, a heated discussion was

already under way. He gave his speech, and his side went on to win the vote.

Afterwards his secretary asked, “Sir, how could you have gone off like that

and almost miss making such an important speech?”

“The speech was a very important and good thing,” Gladstone replied, “

but getting that boy saved and into Heaven was a better, more important

thing!”

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*David Brandt Berg*

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To comprehend a man’s life, it is necessary to know not merely

what he does,  but also what he purposely leaves undone.

There is a limit to the work that can be got out of a human body

or a human brain, and he is a wise man who wastes no energy

on pursuits for which he is not fitted; and he still wiser who,

from among the things that he can do well, chooses and

resolutely follows the best.

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There is but one question of the hour:
How to bring the truth of God’s Word into vital contact with the
minds and hearts of all classes of people.

** ♦ ♦ ♦ **

♣ William E. Gladstone ♣



 

“Papa, look!” Someone had just given a six-year-old a string

of plastic pearls, and she was bubbling over

with excitement as she ran to show them to her father.

faux pearls
faux pearls

“These are beautiful,” her father said.

For a long, thoughtful moment he turned themover in his hand and

watched them shine in the light from the lamp next to his easy chair.

Then he asked, “Will you do something for me?

Will you give me these beads in exchange for

something I will give you tomorrow?”

“Have I ever asked you to do anything that wasn’t for your good?”

“What’s that?” asked the little girl.

“You’ll see tomorrow,” her father replied.

The little girl’s eyes betrayed her inward struggle.

“It’s up to you,” the father said. “You don’t have to make the trade just

because I am asking you to, but have I ever asked you

to do anything that wasn’t for your good?

Can you trust that I know best?”

It wasn’t easy, but the little girl handed the beads to her father.

He slipped them into his pocket, and gave her a big hug that said,

“I’m proud of you.”

The next day, the father gave the little girl a gift that was far

more beautiful and valuable

—a delicate gold chain with a genuine pearl pendant.

The little girl forgot all about the string of plastic pearls.

beautiful pearl pendant with gold chain
beautiful pearl pendant with gold chain

“I did this to teach you to trust the Father in Heaven,”

her father explained.

“Many times in your life,

He will ask you to give up something you want,

or to avoid something that to you looks good, and often

you won’t understand why.

But if you trust your heavenly Father as you have trusted me,

you will find that He always knows best.

When He asks you to give up some things,

it’s because He wants to give you much better things.”

In one of the parables that Jesus told,

He likened the Kingdom of Heaven to a pearl so rare,

so beautiful, and so costly that one man sold everything

he owned in order to buy that one pearl

(Matthew 13:45-46).

We can have a little bit of Heaven here and now,

but the gifts and treasures of the spirit come at a price.

To experience and enjoy the things of eternal value,

we have to make room for them;

we have to be willing to give up some of our “trinkets,”

the trivialities and fleeting pleasures of this life.

Jehovah God satisfies the hungry hearts with good things,

but the rich—those who are too busy or satisfied with other things

—He sends away empty

(Psalm 107:9; Luke 1:53).

Will you “sell” the things of this world in order to gain the true riches?



alone on each stalk but beautiful

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.

I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

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It doesn’t interest me how old you are.

I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

Ω

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon

I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow; if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain! I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic; to remember the limitations of being human.

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It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true.

I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even when it’s not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”

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It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.

I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

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It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here.

I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

Ω

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.

I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.

Ω

♦ ♦ ******** ♦ ♦

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and

if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

contentment in just being alone

contentment in just being alone

by OriahMountainDreamer copyright © 1999 by Oriah Mountain Dreamer



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