Where No Fear Was

est it can only teach us to be prudent; it does not of itself destroy the desire to offend-only shame can do that; if our wish to be different comes

learn as children that flame has power to hurt us, but we only dread the fire because it can injure us, not because we admire the reason which it has for burning. So long as we do not

we sin ignorantly, we do so out of a mere base instinct, and there is no purpose that may be educated. Anyone who has ever had the task of teaching boys or young men to write will know how much easier it is to teach those who write volubly and exuberantly, and desire to express themselves, even if they do

ho just live out of mere impetus and habit, who plod along, doing in a dispirited way just what they find to do, and lapsing into indolence and indifference the moment

ies, loves and hates, is anxious, jealous, self-absorbed, resentful, intolerant-there is always hope for such an one, for he is quick to despair, capable of shame, swift to repent,

ng and admiring. The only real and vital force in the world is the force which attracts, the beauty which is so desir

among red-hot ploughshares, thankful if he can escape burning, then we can make no sort of advance, because we can have neither faith nor trust. The thing from which one merely flees can have no real power over our spirit; but if we know God as a fatherly Heart behind nature, who is leading us on ou

any goal before us or not; when we fear, we are like the butterfly that flutters anxiously away from the boy