With our differing hereditary traits, educations, experience,
and ways of living and thinking, it is quite impossible that
there should not be collisions with those with whom we are
living or working. We are like a number of trains trying to
go in different directions on the same track. Congestions are
certain to come, but a congestion need not degenerate into a
collision and a wreck if we will remember that there are plenty
of sidings. Now a “siding” is a sort of abbreviated second
track whereby trains going in opposite directions may pass each
other in safety. In material railways they bear various names;
on the invisible pathway of life they are all called love.
Sometimes they are nicknamed forbearance, tolerance, patience,
or common sense; but these are all translations of the same
thing. So in case of danger, remember the sidings.--JAMES M.
STIFLER, “The Fighting Saint.”
(1905)
=Love Compared=--See CHRIST’S LOVE.