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come. The patriarch of old wrestled with the angel of the 

 Lord through the entire night, and would not let him go 

 even at the coming of the dawn, till he had received the 

 wished-for blessing. He was terribly in earnest, and the 

 shrunken sinew and the hollow of his thigh bore witness 

 to the intensity of his purpose. 



Be not cast down by the thought that yours is but a 

 humble place and it makes no difference what you do. 

 It does make a difference and the world cannot do without 

 you. It is the filling of just such places that makes the 

 perfect whole. 



The healing of the world 

 Is in its nameless saints. Each separate star 

 Seems nothing, but a myriad scattered stars 

 Break up the night and make it beautiful. 



To fill worthily your place you must look up. Walk with 

 your face downwards considering the things of earth, and 

 your purposes will be low and groveling. Accustom your- 

 self to look upon labor as low, and naught can save it from 

 being drudgery. Join brains with hands and you emanci- 

 pate it. "Drudgery without intelligence is slavery. Labor 

 with intelligence is freedom." High thoughts will lift you 

 — low ones degrade you. Respect for things above will draw 

 you upward to their level. An instructive fable tells us 

 that men once walked upon all fours like beasts of the field, 

 but they caught sight of the stars, and the heavenly attrac- 

 tion lifted them up to the human form and semblance of the 

 divine. And so with you, — with eyes turned upward to the 

 heavenly light you will lose the dross of earth and walk in 

 that divine radiance which is a part of God. 



