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Learning to Love

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Learning to Love

By: J. R. Miller
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 THE test of love is service. The love which does not give and do to the utmost is not love. To live for one's self in any way, in any degree, is to leave a blur, a blemish, on the life, however attractive it may be in other regards. Transfiguration is not splendor that glows and flashes in light — transfiguration is love. Nothing else shines. The most brilliant life as men rate life is tame and lusterless till it begins to serve, and then instantly glory begins to radiate from it. There is more true glory in one homely act of self-denial, in one deed of thoughtful kindness, in one moment of patient serving of another, than in a whole Sinai of clouds and lightnings. There is a legend of one of the shepherds who was kept at home, watching a friend in fever, the night the angels came to Bethlehem with the announcement of the birth of the Holy Child, and sang their songs of joy. The other shepherds saw the heavenly host, heard their message and their song, and beheld the glory. Then they saw the newborn Child and their hearts were wondrously elated. But all that night Shemuel sat alone by the restless sufferer, watched and waited. His fellow-shepherds pitied his disappointment, that he had missed the vision and the glory which they had seen. Yet in his lowly serving of the sick man Shemuel had blessing and reward of his own. He missed indeed the splendor of that night in the fields, and in his serving he gave his own life, but his eyes saw then a more wondrous glory than his fellow-shepherds had seen on the Bethlehem plains. "Shemuel, by the fever bed, Touched by beckoning hands that led, Died and saw the Uncreated; All his fellows lived and waited." He had lingered by the bed of sickness while they were looking on the glory; now they waited amid earth's dull scenes while he witnessed the glory of the Eternal. So it is always in life in this world. Those who sit by fever beds, ministering to human need in its countless forms, seem to miss much that is very beautiful. Their lowly ministry keeps them away from places of honor, even from scenes of spiritual ecstasy. Absorption in the duties of love in the home or among the pour causes men and women to miss much that the world esteems. But meanwhile there is a higher reward. They enter more fully into the joy of the Lord.
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