To
me, the struggle to know is, in itself, almost the answer. A man
strives all his days to get for himself that which is pleasant
and lovely and good to think upon. Is not this a groping toward
the Divine? Could it be that we were made to desire the perfect
so that we would be drawn to the Almighty?
"Tonight, let's keep these questions deep in our hearts as
the pupils give their pieces. Some of their recitations and skits
are light, but most are serious. Through such a Christmas
entertainment, we can put in the children's memories forever how
God came down to man. In the years ahead this will help them,
too, to struggle, to search, to hope, to hold fast."
Mister Shepherd moved back toward his chair and Captain
Jones, and Aunt Vic took the lamp from the top of the organ over
to the pulpit. She set it right beside the big Bible.
With the schoolteacher's help, Captain Jones managed to get
to his feet, and both Mister Shepherd and Aunt Vic helped steady
him as he walked toward the stand. Everybody stayed still and
quiet, waiting.
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