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REV. J. MORLAIS JONES


"Till I come, give attendance to reading." I TIM. iv. 13.
REV. J. MORLAIS JONES


"Till I come, give attendance to reading." I TIM. iv. 13.

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READIG.REV. J. MORLAIS JOES"Till I come, give attendance to reading." I TIM. iv. 13.THIS is Paul's advice to Timothy the advice of an oldman to a young man ; of an old minister, as we shouldsay to-day, to a young minister.Paul had himself been a great reader. A reader of theHebrew Scriptures that goes without saying ; a reader of Jewish theology no one but a theologian, no one buta Jewish theologian, no one upon whom Jewish theologyhad not left its mark, could have written the Epistle tothe Galatians. Some of the Jewish theologian's tricks of speech, the expressions which only a Jewish theologianwould have used, his fondness for the allegory, all comeout in Paul.Paul had been a great reader of Greek philosophy.It was only a man who had once been steeped in Greek metaphysics that could have written the Epistle to the Colos-sians, and it requires a metaphysician still to expound itand to preach it. Paul was a reader of the poets. TheGreek poets we know, I have no doubt he knew ; but heknew minor poets we have never read. He quoted thepoets in his sermons. He knew how to arrest an audience,and in preaching to the Greeks at Athens he quoted theirown poets to them.I/O READIG.In all his wanderings, in all his missionary journeyings,he never forgot his books. Imprisoned in Rome, he longedfor his books. Writing from prison, in another letterto Timothy, who was proposing to go to see him, he says," The cloak that I left at Troas with Carpus, bring whenthou comest, and the books" If Paul were delivering acharge to a young minister to-day, one thing you maydepend upon it he would say "Read." And what hewould say to the young minister, he would say to everyyouth and maiden here " Give attendance to reading."
 
I have three things to say or rather, I will try toanswer three questions : Why ? What ? How ?I. And first, WHY READ? Wherein lies the impor-tance of reading ? Why should it be so necessary for youto read?i. Books are the treasure-houses of ideas ; the recordof man's many attempts to solve the problem of his ownexistence, of the thoughts that have come to him as hepondered over himself, and over the majestic and awful and,in any case, beautiful universe in the midst of which hefinds himself placed. Physiologists tell me that every ideathat flits through my mind leaves the record of itself in mybrain leaves a line on the material tablet ; just as the musicyou sing into the phonograph leaves a dent there, and, if you only know how to manage it, you can reproduce themusic at your leisure. I do not know as to that ; but booksare a record. I read only yesterday one of the sermonsI preached here twenty years ago I was young and foolishthen, and never hesitated to publish and I asked inwonder, " Did I ever say this ; could I ever have thoughtthis ? " And I want sometimes to know what men thoughtand dreamt, what the universe meant to them five hundredREADIG. I/Ior a thousand years ago. What did life signify to thewisest and best then ? What hopes had they ? What wastheir inspiration as they fronted duty? What did theyfeel when death robbed them of their strongest and theirbest ? What did men say in the early morning of the world,when the Silent Figure whom there was no resistingtouched them, and they had to pass under the veil intothe unseen ? I open my books and I have the record. Iknow what the bravest and the best have thought, dreamt,and tried to be. Oh, great books into which men havedistilled the quintessence of their ideas, guesses, desires,aspirations, the quintessence of what they were, the veryflavour of their souls, I am never poor or lonely whilst Ihave you. I live in every age, am the contemporary of every era ; I talk with all the prophets, and every one whohas helped the world, refreshes me.Books do this in a sense in which nothing else does.
 
The art-gallery, to be sure, is a history. The collectionof paintings by the old masters which is on exhibition inLondon just now will help you to realize what Englandwas in the years covered by that exhibition. If you knowhow to read those pictures, you will see what thatgeneration's ideal of beauty was ; you will see the pointwhich civilization had reached. I spend an hour some-times with the Greek sculptures in the British Museum.When I come away, Greece has soaked me, saturated me,taken possession of me ; I half unconsciously think Greek ;I understand how ardently the Greek worshipped physicalstrength, litheness, and beauty. But none of these thingsare what a book is. It is into their books that the greatrepresentative souls of the race have put their dreams,their passions, their endeavours, their aspirations. TheREADIG.thinking, the prayers, the devotions of the world, arguedin books, sung in books, enshrined in books the great,rich, royal, indestructible treasure-houses of the world !2. Books stimulate you to think. Thinking, mind you,is a very different matter from the mere acquiring of facts.The most learned people are often the ineptest thinkers.It does not follow for a moment that because you are ascholar, because you can run off a countless number of facts, that you can think. The dullest people the world hasever known have often been the most brilliant scholars,and no one can be so absolutely dull as the scholar who isdull. But if you know the way to use it, there is nothingthat can stir you to think like a living book. Indeed, thatis the test by which I try a book ; if it does not stir you tothink, I decline to call it a book. The value of a book,the power of a book, is not what it gives you, but what itenables you to get for yourself ; that it awakes you, stirsyou up ; that when you have read it you are alive to yoursoul's deepest depths. Every faculty you possess is roused,your soul quivers, and whatever there is in you discoversitself.The match does not create the fire, but lights it. Youhave gathered the materials of a fire ; there is wood thereand coals the material out of which a fire is made butit may lie there for a century and never become a fire.

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