Faust and hurry to the country, but the imp of restlessness will dog
your steps and snare your pathway and you will carry home with you a
Mephisto who will never leave you.

THE SEEDS OF ANARCHY.

Some Christian people seek rest in changing preachers, but there is
nothing in that to bring it. You may leave the minister who thumps the
desk and listen to a man with a nasal twang, but you are still restive
and unsatisfied. You think the reason your peace of soul is disturbed
is that Mrs. Garrulous talked about you, or that the weather is rainy
and disagreeable, or that the meetings are dull, or that people are
selfish. The real reason is that you have a restlessness in your heart
characteristic of inbred sin. You possess the seeds of dissatisfaction,
and lawlessness, and anarchy, and nothing but holiness of heart will
expel them.

THE OCEAN DEPTHS.

Down in the unfathomed depths of old Ocean there is no movement, no
disturbance. Gigantic "Majesties" and "Kaiser Wilhelms" and "Oregons"
and "Vizcayas" plow and whiten the surface; tempests rage and
Euroclydons roar and currents change and tides ebb and flow, but the
great depth knows no ripple. It is said that down there the most
fragile of frail and delicate organisms grow in safety. In the depths
of the sanctified heart there is no storm and no breaker. Trials may
come and leave white scars; billows may beat and surges may roll, and
water-spouts and tornadoes may make the upper sea boil with anguish and
sorrow and grief, but deep in the heart there is calm. There the
delicate graces of the Spirit thrive and luxuriate. Great, soulless,
iron-keeled, worldly institutions and sharp-prowed cutters may ride
over your sensibilities, but the inner placidity is unbroken.

THE ETERNAL SABBATH.

God's plan is to rest us so we can work for Him with ease and success.
He institutes an everlasting Sabbath in the spirit that we may be
ceaseless in sanctified activities. If a man is always jaded and tired
he can not take hold of his work with much enthusiasm.

SPIRITUAL POISE.

There is no mistaking the man or woman who has found the second rest.
There is a poise of spirit and a sweet serious balance of soul which
can not be counterfeited. The preacher who appreciates spirituality
sees no sight more beautiful than the serene, calm faces of auditors
from whose souls the tempests have been cast. Life's toils and
distractions and disappointments have all been negatived by the power