I remember saying one summer , “What I really need is a trip to the ocean.”

So I went to the beach, but the ocean seemed to say, “It is not in me! ” The ocean did not do for me what I thought it would. Then I said, “Perhaps the mountains will provide the rest I need.” I went to the mountains, and when I awoke the first morning, I gazed at the magnificent mounta in I had so longed to see. But the sight did not satisfy , and the mountain said, “It is not in me! ”

What I really needed was the deep ocean of God’ s love, and the high mountains of His truth within me. His wisdom had depths and heights that neither the ocean nor the mountains could contain and that could not be compared with jewels, gold, or precious stones. Christ is wisdom and He is our deepest need . Our inner restlessness can only be pacified by the revelation of His eternal friendship and love for us. MARGARET BOTT OME

My heart is ther e!

Wher e, on eternal hills, my loved one dwells

Among the lilies and asphodels;

Clad in the brightness of the Gr eat White Thr one,

Glad in the smile of Him who sits ther eon,

The glory gilding all His wealth of hair

And making His immortal face mor e fair—

there is my tr easur e and my heart is ther e.

My heart is ther e!

With Him who made all earthly life so grand,

So fit to live, and yet to die His plan;

So mild, so gr eat, so gentle and so brave,

So ready to for give, so str ong to save.

His fair , pure Spirit makes the Heavens mor e fair ,

And that is wher e rises my longing prayer—

there is my tr easur e and my heart is ther e.

FAVORITE POEM OF THE LATE CHARLES E. C OWMAN

You can never expect to keep an eagle in the forest. You might be able to gather a group of the most beautiful birds around him, provide a perch for him on the tallest pine, or enlist other birds to bring him the choicest of delicacies, but he will reject them all. He will spread his proud wings and, with his eye on an Alpine cliff, soar away to his own ancestral halls of rock, where storms and waterfalls make their natural music.

Our soul longs to soar as an eagle and will find rest with nothi ng short of the Rock of Ages. Its ancestral halls are the halls of heaven , made with the rock of the attributes of God. And the span of its majestic flight is eternity! “Lord, YOU have been our dwelling place throughout all generations” (Psalm 90:1). J. R. M ACDUFF

“My Home is God Himself ”; Christ br ought me ther e.

I placed myself within His mighty arms;

He took me up, and safe fr om all alarms

He bor e me “wher e no foot but His has tr od,”

Within the holiest at Home with God,

And had me dwell in Him, r ejoicing ther e.

O Holy Place! O Home divinely fair!

And we, God’ s little ones, abiding ther e.

“My Home is God Himself ”; it was not so!

A long, long r oad I traveled night and day ,

And sought to find within myself some way .

Nothing I did or felt could bring me near .

Self-effort failed, and I was filled with fear ,

And then I found Christ was the only way ,

That I must come to Him and in Him stay ,

And God had told me so.

And now “my Home is God,” and shelter ed ther e,

God meets the trials of my earthly life,

God compasses me r ound fr om storm and strife,

God takes the bur den of my daily car e.

O Wondrous Place! O Home divinely fair!

And I, God’ s little one, safe hidden ther e.

Lord, as I dwell in Y ou and Y ou in me,

So make me dead to everything but Thee;

That as I r est within my Home most fair ,

My soul may evermor e and only see

My God in everything and everywher e;

My Home is God.

AUTHOR UNKNOWN

Get wisdom, get understanding.—The wisdom that is from above.—The depth saith, It is not in me: and the sea saith, It is not with me.—We are buried with him by baptism into death: that like as Christ was raised up from the dead by the glory of the Father, even so we also should walk in newness of life.

For if we have been planted together in the likeness of his death, we shall be also in the likeness of his resurrection.

Let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us.—God . . . hath quickened us together with Christ, . . . and hath raised us up together, and made us sit together in heavenly places in Christ Jesus.

They that say such things declare plainly that they seek a country.—Seek ye the Lord, all ye meek of the earth, which have wrought his judgment; seek righteousness, seek meekness.