November 29
Companions of the Way (Morning)Great are Thy judgments and cannot be expressed, therefore unnurtured souls have erred.
ARTHUR CHRIS- TOPHER BENSON
OUGHT we not to try to make our religion a much wider, quieter thing? Are we not exchanging the melodies of the free birds that sing in the forest glade, for the melancholy chirping of the caged linnet? It seems to me often as though we had captured our religion from a multitude of fair, hovering presences, that would speak to us of the things of God, caged it in a tiny prison, and closed our ears to the larger and wider voices.
FREEDOM
