| Finding the Way |
Chapter 6 |
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Nothing but the love of Christ in us will enable us to do this. A soldier may be without love for the commander or for the cause he serves, and may march and fight merely for the paltry money he receives. But the Christian must love his Master or his life will count for nothing. There is a legend of an artist who had a marvelous red tint in his pictures. No other had learned the secret, and it died with him. After his death a red wound was discovered near his heart and the secret of the wonderful colour in his paintings was revealed. It was his heart’s blood that gave his work its inimitable tint. The old legend tells a deep spiritual truth. Only heart’s blood will give value to what we do, will put the heavenly colour into our work. What we do without love fades out. When it is the love of Christ that constrains us, our simplest, commonest acts have Divine beauty and blessing in them.
The love of Christ is the only bond that can bind lives together inseparably and forever. People talk of reunions in the other world. “I cannot bring her back again,” said one beside his dead, ‘but I can go to her.” Yet we need to remember that only those who are bound together here by a common love for Christ shall find each other and know each other and be together in the other world.
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