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  • July 11, 2014 - Reflections

    By Jean S. Horner
    The other day while walking down a corridor in a public building, I saw what appeared to be someone walking toward me. On coming closer, I found it was my own reflection in a huge mirror. For a moment it frightened me. Somehow a full-length reflection of one’s self is a startling thing. ...


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August 26, 2013 - The March of Time

By Ida N. Graham

Whither, ah, whither in this immense eternity, are the great masses of humanity marching? Did you ever witness a huge parade, hear the tramp, tramp, tramp of the soldiers' feet? During the World War, I stood for more than two hours and watched thousands of them pass by on old Olive Street in St. Louis. I never witness a sight like that, or any great parade of human beings, that I do not think of the treading of the numberless multitudes of humanity, marching, marching, ever onward to an eternity of bliss or black despair.

Relentless, Time marches on. Generations come and generations go; kingdoms rise and fall; world conquerors appear and vanish; a Babe is born in Bethlehem, a King, of the increase of whose government there shall be no end. Time marches on. Nearly two thousand years have passed since the advent of the world's Redeemer. Multiplied thousands, in the onward march of time, have bowed at His feet and found mercy, pardon, joy and assurance of eternal life beyond this vale of tears.

But, sad to say, multiplied thousands in the onward rush of Time have ignored our Christ, have trampled His precious blood under their unhallowed feet, and are tramping, tramping downward. Are we doing our best to stop them in their careless, downward surge to perdition? Time marches on.

Some of us are burdened for our own loved ones who are out of the ark of safety. Oh for a passionate passion for souls. God help us.

Ah, yes, the March of Time will soon hasten His blessed footsteps, coming to catch away His waiting Bride.

May God enlarge our vision of the onward March of Time, of the mighty sweep of the hand of God down the centuries, and help us, in the light of a never-ending eternity, to redouble our diligence, redouble our prayers, and redouble our efforts to help rescue lost souls adrift on the shores of Time.

— Adapted from "The March of Time" by Ida N. Graham, originally published in the November 3, 1945, Pentecostal Evangel.



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