November 27

Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye steadfast, unmovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labor is not in vain in the Lord.—I COR. xv, 58.

We shall not pass this way again, Oh! heed the passing hours; And let each day a record make, Of something pure and noble. A smiling face, a cheering word, Makes others round us happy, And lightens up the rugged way, That leads us on to glory.

Boston Courier.

We do not always perceive that even the writing of a note of congratulation, the fabrication of something intended as an offering of affection, our necessary intercourse with characters which have no congeniality with our own, or hours apparently trifled away in the domestic circle, may be made by us the performance of a most sacred and blessed work; even the carrying out, after our feeble measure, of the design of God for the increase of happiness.

Anna, or Passages from Home Life.

When men do anything for God, the very least thing, they never know where it will end, nor what amount of work it will do for Him. Love's secret, therefore, is to be always doing things for God, and not to mind because they are very little ones.

FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER.