t, and Peace, and Joy. They, too, have each a previous history.
Storms and winds and calms are not accidents, but are brought about by
antecedent circumstances. Rest and Peace are but calms in man's inward
nature, and arise through causes as definite and as inevitable. Pax
Vobiscum, p. 18.

November 16th. Few men know how to live. We grow up at random, carrying
into mature life the merely animal methods and motives which we had as
little children. And it does not occur to us that all this must be
changed; that much of it must be reversed; that life is the finest of the
Fine Arts; that it has to be learned with life-long patience, and that
the years of our pilgrimage are all too short to master it triumphantly.
Pax Vobiscum, p. 31.

November 17th. Christ's life outwardly was one of the most troubled lives
that was ever lived: Tempest and tumult, tumult and tempest, the waves
breaking over it all the time till the worn body was laid in the grave.
But the inner life was a sea of glass. The great calm was always there.
At any moment you might have gone to Him and found Rest. Pax Vobiscum, p.
35.

November 18th. The creation of a new heart, the renewing of a right
spirit is an omnipotent work of God. Leave it to the Creator. "He which
hath begun a good work in you will perfect it unto that day." The Changed
Life, p. 57.

November 19th. To become like Christ is the only thing in the world worth
caring for, the thing before which every ambition of man is folly, and
all lower achievement vain. Those only who make this quest the supreme
desire and passion of their lives can even begin to hope to reach it. The
Changed Life, p. 57.

November 20th. A religion of effortless adoration may be a religion for
an angel but never for a man. Not in the contemplative, but in the
active, lies true hope; not in rapture, but in reality, lies true life;
not in the realm of ideals, but among tangible things, is man's
sanctification wrought. The Changed Life, p. 58.

November 21st. Nothing ever for a moment broke the serenity of Christ's
life on earth. Misfortune could not reach Him; He had no fortune. Food,
raiment, money--fountain-heads of half the world's weariness--He simply
did not care for; they played no part in His life; He "took no thought"
for them. It was impossible to affect Him by lowering His reputation; He
had already made Himself of no reputation. He was dumb before insult.
When He was reviled, He reviled not again. In fact