or tramp, and make
him the greatest instrument for good in all the land. John Bunyan, the
poor Bedford tinker, was worth more than all the nobility of his day.
God took him in hand, and he became mighty. He wrote that wonderful
book that has gone marching through the nations, lifting up many a
weary heart, cheering many a discouraged and disheartened one. Let us
remember that if we are willing to be used, God is willing and waiting
to use us.

I once heard an Englishman speak about Christ feeding the five
thousand with the five barley loaves and the two small fishes. He said
that Christ may have taken one of the loaves and broken off a piece
and given it to one of the disciples to divide. When the disciple
began to pass it round he only gave a very small piece to the first,
because he was afraid it would not hold out. But after he had given
the first piece it did not seem to grow any the less; so the next time
he gave a larger piece, and still the bread was not exhausted. The
more he gave, the more the bread increased, until all had plenty.

At the first all could be carried in one basket; but when the whole
multitude had been satisfied the disciples gathered up twelve baskets
full of fragments. They had a good deal more when they stopped than
when they began. Let us bring our little barley loaves to the Master
that He may multiply them.

You say you have not got much; well, you can use what you have. The
longer I work in Christ's vineyard the more convinced I am that a good
many are kept out of the service of Christ, deprived of the luxury of
working for God, because they are trying to do some great thing. Let
us be willing to do little things. And let us remember that nothing is
small in which God is. Elijah's servant came to him and told him he
saw a cloud not larger than a man's hand. That was enough for Elijah.
He said to his servant, "Go, tell Ahab to make haste; there is the
sound of abundance of rain." Elijah knew that the small cloud would
bring rain. Nothing that we do for God is small.

I remember holding meetings some years ago at a certain place, and I
met a young lady at the house where I was staying. She told me she had
a Sunday afternoon class in a mission-school. At one of our afternoon
meetings I saw this lady sitting right in front; she must have been
there early to get a good seat. After the service I met her, and I
said: "I saw you at the meeting to-day; I thought you had a class."
"So I have."