February 29

"The Holy Ghost saith, To-day."—HES. iii. 7.

TO-DAY, the Holy Ghost saith, is the season for decision. I shall never be nearer God and peace, Christ and redemption, than I am at this instant—never, perhaps, quite so near. Therefore, by an act of faith, let me give my own self to the Lord. Diabolus has been tyrant of Mansoul these many years; let me go down, without another moment's loitering, and open the gates to Prince Emmanuel and His captains. I shall not regret doing so either in this world or in the next.

To-day, the Holy Ghost saith, is the season for surrender and consecration. I have gone after strange gods too long; at the most and best, it has been a sadly divided allegiance which I have rendered my Lord. But now is His chosen time for ending this drooping piety and this lukewarm love. I must abjure every doubtful practice. I must forsake every questionable companionship. I must crucify every ensnaring sin. It may cost me much, but the gain will far outweigh the loss.

To-day, the Holy Ghost saith, is the season for service. Each fresh morning He calls me to do something, however little it be, for my Master and for the men and women and children over whom He yearns. He appeals to me by the immensity of the debt I owe my Lord Jesus Christ, and by the shortness of the time, and by the largeness of the land that remains to be possessed, and by the sweetness of labour for His dear sake. "Up and be doing," the Spirit of God says to me.

Ah, there are immeasurable possibilities in a single day.

E

March.

UNTIL THE EVENING.

So must we all,

With eager steps or slow,

Forth to our labours go

Until the evening.

To stand or fall,

To gain or lose; why care

How well or ill we fare

Until the evening?

Or ill or well,

Our work must needs be done;

No resting time is won

Until the evening.

From morning bell

Unto the evensong,

Or be it short or long,

God help us to be strong

Until the evening!

MARGARET M. PANKIN.