One wonders how long it still must last. There is something written
by George Dawson that I like for these days. It is this:--
'Grant unto us, Almighty God, that when our vision fails and our
understanding is darkened, when the ways of life seem hard and the
brightness of life is gone--to us grant the wisdom that deepens faith
when the sight is dim, and enlarges trust when the understanding is
not clear. And whensoever Thy ways in nature or in the soul are hard
to be understood, then may our quiet confidence, our patient trust,
our loving faith in Thee be great; and as children, knowing that we
are loved, cared for, guarded, kept, may we with a quiet mind at all
times put our trust in the unseen God. So may we face _life without
fear and death without fainting_.'
You will, I hope, forgive this much quotation. They are taken out of
my treasures, and I like to share them with those I care for.
We have been out of the trenches for four days and are going in again
to-morrow, so that it appears as if Christmas Day may find us there.
'Peace on earth, Goodwill among men' seems far away. But no doubt
the strife of to-day will make the peace of to-morrow more lasting
when it comes, as come it will.