NEW STARTS IN LIFE.
By Phillips Brooks" And when he had agreed with the laborers for a peany a dayhe sent them into his vineyard." — Matthew xx. 2.The parable from which these words are taken isone of the most complete in its details of any thatthe Saviour ever spoke. It covers a whole day, andas we read it the whole course of the day stands outclear before us. In the words which I have quotedwe are set at one moment of the vivid story and cansee exactly what is going on. The master of avineyard having gone out into the highways andfound some workmen waiting there now stands athis vineyard gate and, coming to an agreement witheach man about the wages which he will receive, hesends each in succession into the great field wherethe work is waiting. It is a bright, fresh picture.Everything is sparkling in the morning hght. Themen all ready for work stand waiting. The master,thoughtful and considerate, stands talking withthem. Through the open door we see the vineyard2 NEW STARTS IN LIFE.with its long rows of young vines. Here is strengthwaiting for work. Here is work waiting for strength.The two are just upon the point of touching oneanother. There is no sense of exhaustion any-where. Everything shines with vigor and hope.There is no Hmit to the work which we dream maybe done before the day is over. The exhilaration of beginning fills the verses.A man has faded out of the real happiness andstrength of life who does not know what that exhila-ration is, who does not feel the brightness of thepicture which this verse draws. It is sad indeedwhen any man comes to that state in which eachnew day does not seem in some true sense to beginthe world anew, recalling every departed hope andbrightening every faded color of the night before.There is a human instinct which tells us that ourlife, while it is meant to have a great continuousnessand to be always one, is no less meant to be full of new starts, to be ever refreshing its forces and be-ginning once again. The true proportion betweenthese two feelings, between the sense of continuityand the sense of ever new beginning, makes the fin-est, the freshest, and the primest life. We maypicture to ourselves two rivers of wholly differentkinds. One is a great, broad, quiet stream, evermoving swiftly but smoothly on, unbroken by rapids,majestic in its calm and noble monotony, each mile