TASKS, THE REAL

When I was a boy I was set by my father to the task of dipping

all the water out of a spring-hole in the hay-field. I performed

the task faithfully, thinking that the object was to empty the

hole. But the next day I was obliged to tell my father that the

task had gone for nothing, as the hole was as full as ever. I

had merely removed certain accumulated impurities, which was the

real object of the work.

So we often toil with definite objects in view when all the while

Providence is at work through us at a very different and always a more

important task. We may be disappointed that we have not emptied the

hole, or we may more wisely rejoice that we have freshened the spring.

(3173)

=Taste and Propriety Violated=--See MISSIONARIES’ MISTAKES.

=Teacher, A Young=--See CHILD RELIGION.

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