MARCH TWENTY-FIRST

Go through life with soft influences breathing around thee. Keep thy heart high above the many-colored mist of earth and above its storm clouds.
—Jean Paul Richter.

Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.
—Jean Paul Richter.

Come, Disappointment, come!
Thou art not stern to me;
Sad monitress! I own thy sway,
A votary sad in every day,
I bend my knee to thee,
From sun to sun
My race will run;
I only bow, and say, My God, thy will be done!
—Henry Kirke White.
 
If I say, I will forget my complaint,
I will put off my sad countenance, and be of good cheer.
—Job 9. 27.

Gracious Father, help me to respond cheerfully when called upon to give. May I never repent of tenderness which others fail to appreciate, but may I be glad of all that I give and for all I receive. Amen.