(SCO SMT ess Suvi ehh ne 2069 A Ri ENE ea ste ¢ good is fun and brings its owm reward. In The Happy Path, the Pathfinder Pledge and Law are explained and made to appear as they really are—a blueprint for being happy. Lawrence Maxwell presents a number of clever, true-to-life stories as justrations. Some are funny, a few are sad, but they will all make you think about what really is important in life. As von of A. &. (Uncle Arthur) Masvell, Lanrence Maxyrll fant natural ability for storytelling wad writing. A native of England, be moved with his family tn the United States when he war LI. After attending Pacific Union College, he served sb x pilaster and then became usss.09 = |IMM Fraogze'003463) ISBN. 0:6200-0545:% Stories that bring to life the y Pathfinder Pledge and LawTHE PATHFINDER PLEDGE AND LAW By the grace of God, IT will be pure and kind and true. I will keep the Pathfinder Law I will be a servant of God and a friend to man. ‘The Pathfinder Law is for me to— . Keep the Morning Watch. Do my honest part. . Core for my body. . Keep a level eye. . Be courteous and obedient. . Walk softly in the sanctuary. . Keep a song in my heart. . Go on God's errands. Published! fer the Pothtindor Clubs ‘n North America, Cministry of the Seventhday Adventist Chuich, ReCopyright © 1975 by Review omel Harada” Publishing Association Scriphuve teats used in The Happy Path are trom The Ring James Version of the Holy Bb Bible texts credited to Revised Stemcnd Version exe ‘hom the Revised Standard Version of the Bible, copy ight © 1940, 1952, 1971, by the Division of Christian Eaucaticn of the National Council of the Churches of ‘Chuis! in the U.S.A. Usod by permision. ‘Smith and Godspeed, The Complete Bible: AN “American Translation, Copytight 1999 by the University ‘et Chicago, ‘This book was Eaitod iy: Bobbie Jan Van Doon Designed by: Ron J. Pride ‘ypesst Lubalin 11/24 PRINTED IN THEUS.A 01 00.99 98 109876 Library of Congress Catalog Card No, 7427834. ISBN 08260-0546 CONTENTS JACKS SECRET HIDEAWAY 7. BY THE GRACE OF GOD) 12 TWILL BE PURE/ 18 TWILL BE KIND/ 26 TWILL BE TRUE / a4 TWILL KEEP THE PATHFINDER LAW a2 TWILL BE A SERVANT TO GOD ras, I WILL BE A FRIEND TO MAN 56 TWILL KEEP THE MORNING WATCH) 62 TWILL DO MY HONEST PART 70 I WILL CARE FOR MY BODY / 78 [WILL KEEP A LEVEL EVE es 1 WILL BE COURTEGUS AND OBEDIENT 90 I WILL WALK SOFTLY IN THE SANCTUARY / 102 TWILL KEEP A SONG IN MY HEART 1110 TWILL GO ON GODS ERRANDS 7 117JACK’S SECRET HIDEAWAY while. When you live in an apertment with two brothers and a sister, it seems 5 f there never is a chance for a fellow to be alono. Fortunately, behind Jack's apartment there wos ai little patch of woods that didn't have anything built on it, Jack liked to ex. lore it every chance he got, One day he found an open place sumounded by bushes that nobody else seemed to know about, It was the perfect spot to get away to, to read ‘or dream or think. He finished his jobs quicidly, then asked ‘Mom if he could go out to play. “OK,” sho said, ust be sure youre home for supper, You know how Dad likes to eat as soon as he comes in trots work.” Jack didn't go directly te his secret place, J= had to get away by himself for aa THe Harry Pant There were too many lite kids pleying eround: hhe didn't want them following him. He gradually ‘worked his way over to the edge of the woods. ‘Then when he wos sure no one was locking, he vanished among the trees. ‘A squinel saw him and started to chatter. A bluejay screamed a warning, But he stood per fectly stil for a few minutes. and ail the birds and, animals went back te thelr regrular jobs. “Wow he whispered, “Its 50 cool in here; 80 much better than the heat outside.” He wotted, {ill he could see clearly in the deep shade, then made his way by a circuitous route te his He breathed ct sigh of relief when he got there. No one had touched it, He was always ciiaid somebody elso would find the place and wreck it. But it was just as he hos! left it, except the gress Wors 4 bit taller. a my down on his bock and gaaéal up at little patch of sky high above. “What a relief to gel wary from the crowd at home. little Jim and Baby Julie are OK, but its sure good not to have thera around ail the time.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled piece of carefully folded paper. Then, pushing with his heels, he slid over till he was siting up with his back egennst et huge oat tree. ‘Two weeks age, Mr. Mather, the Pathiinder teader, had come into the junior division at Jace Secit Hneawar Sabbath school ond hod emnounced thet all the new juniors whe were not yet Pathtinders were invited to join the club. “That includes ail you new juntors who have ust tumed 10 or who have moved up into the fifth grade, os well cs all you older juniors who have moved here from somewhere else, or who haven't gotten around to joining yot. There's going to be a big induction ceremony in two weeks, and. I want all the new members te know and understand the Pathfinder Pledge and Law so you can repeat it with the rest of the Pathtincers that night.” Jack liked Mr, Mathers. He smiled a lot, andl his eyes twinkled when he tolked. He seemed to know everybody's name, if he dint knaw: your name, he asked you to tell him til he did know. He wanted to know everybody. You felt as if you were important to him, He could take a joko, too, and get a real laugh out of it. But if Gny of the kids misbehaved, he straightened thom out fost, even the big ones. “You really ought to join Pathfinders,” Mr. Mathers said, "We have so much fun—hiking and swimming and bikesiding and collecting ‘Gnd canoeing on the river and camping.” Jack jumped up and turned a somersault “Yahoo! he yelled. ‘I can hardiy watt” The noise scored three birds half sly, but Jack didn’t care light then. He felt all oxeited inside, Theto THe Hay Part Pathiinders had told him about so many things they die in thet club mootings and outings. And now he had a.chanes to join the fun, “Exoopl for this” His fingers felt that crumpled sheet of poper in his hand. He had to memoria the Pathiinder Pledge and Law and understand it Memorizing wouldn't be so bad, he knew. Heid just have to read it over carefully and say it out loud several times «t day for two or three days, and he knew hed have it memorized. But understand it! That was something else, He went back and leaned against his tree. Some of the Pledge and Law didn't look so hard. But right there at the start: "By the grace of Goal.” What in tho world did that mean? Grace is something you sary before you ect. But where in the Bible does it sey what kind of grace God says before He ects? Really, it was kind of silly to think this kind of grace hat anything to do with what you say at supper, It must be what the preacher kept talking about in his Sabbath ser- mons, like when he sald, “Grow in grace,” or “The grace of God be with you." Whatever it wos, Jeick wished he understood it better. ‘And then in the Law there was that expres: sion, “Keep a level eye.” Whatever in the world could that mean? Surely it didn’t mean you weren't ever supposed to look up or down. Nobody would be stupid enough to think it meant that. Bul what did it mean? JACK Secret HomeAway a4 Jack looked at his watch. Whoops! Almost time for supper. He'd better be getting home. He sure wished he understood the Pledge emd Law better, There were just two weeks til that Pathfinder induction ceremony, and he sure intended to join. Just two weeks lf you would like to understand the Pathlinder Pledge and Law better, that's what this book is all about. It's packed full of stories that will help you know what the Pledge and Law mecn, ond as you tead I hope the grace of God will help you to be pure and kkind and true ond keep a level eye... and find the happy. path that loads all the way to Jesus and heaven.‘YOU AREA CHICKEN! UPPOSE a chicken scid to herself, “I want to be cn eagle.” Could she baceme an eagle simply by wanting to be one? Suppose the chicken changed her diet. Suppose she said. “I'm going to stop eating chicken feed. From new on Im going to eat ect le's food." Would that make her an eagie? It ‘would make her sickt Well, then, suppose the chicken said, “Its my Imguage, 1 know it is. I'll never become an eagle so long as | use these nad werds that come ‘out of my mouth, So I've made up my mind From now on Im not going to tel like a chickens ‘anymore. Tim. going to specik like an eagle.” But you know and I know that contielling her language won't change that chicken into an eagle Well what cbbout going to ive whore eagies BroeGraccorGoo ag live? Suppose the chicken sold her home in the barnyard ane went fo live in the tops of the mountains with the eagles? Surounded by eagles ‘all ay long, would she change into cm eagle? Not at ai How about her dress? Let the chicken take tf ail her chicken feathers and glue on eagle feath- e1s. Now, surely, at last shell be an eagle, She looks like one (well, almost). She sounds like one Ghes trying, anyway). She ects like one (though she court stand the food), She lives where eeigles live. Therefore she must be cm eagle, Except for just one thing. She's stil chicken! And the reason she's still a chicken is that she wes born a chicken. ‘The Bible says that every one of us was bern ‘bad. “All have sinned, and come short of the Glory of God” (Romans 3:23). “There is none tightoous. no, not one* (verse 10). That is why we cannot make ourselves géod, Adam and Eve were cieated perfect in the ‘beginning, But they sinned. And becuse they sinned, we've all been bom sinners. Chickens Bad, Timew some people who try to make them. Selves good by changing their diet. They stop cating the thihgs mast people eat, and eat just vegetables and nuts ond lyealth foods, Some parents sell their homes and move to Whore there is qt large Adventist church and a44 Tr Hary Pant church school so their children can be sur- rounded by Adventists al cary long. Some boys I know become very careful ibout their language. They try ever s0 hard not fo use bal words anymore: Some gitls work on their dress. They stop wearing jewelry, and they throw away their matke-up. Sooner or later ail these people may discover that they aren't reaily emy better than they used to be. Perhaps you've made the same discovery already. You can't make yourself good by merely doing good things or eating good food or living in good places. You cmt change inte an eagle by sticking eagle feathers on the outside. ‘You can't change the wary you wore born ony more them the chicken can, ‘The only way tobe an eagle is tobe born an eagle. The only wary to be good is to be born good. But you were born bad—ct chicken, Fortunately, you aren't really a chicken. ‘Becenuse «chicken has no hope of ever becom ing an eagle. But wonder of wonders, you and 1 ean be bern again, Born. bad the fist time, we ‘can be born at second time—born good. Let's ‘see how this happens. BrneGuceorGon 18 ‘YOU CAN BE LIKE JESUS ONE night when Jesus was praying on the Mount of Olives, He was interrupted by «visitor Nicodemus hed come to talk to Him, to find out who He was.and what He planned to do, Nicedernus did not come to Jesus to tind out how to be good. He felt he was good enough al- teady, He had been born a Jew and all his lite he had been very careful to do everything he was supposed to do. like washing all the wery to his elbows before he ate. He was sure he would go to heaven He sctid to Jesus. ‘Rabbi, we knowr that you ‘qe a teacher come from God: for no one can do these signs that you do. unless God 4s with him” ‘Gohn 3:2, RSV) Jesus smiled. But then He spoke seriously. “Except @ man be born again, he cannot see the kingdiorn of Geet” (verse 3), Nicodemus wos taken by surprise, He had often said that the heathen hed to be bom again ‘when they became Jews, but must a Jew be bom gein? Wes Jesus suagesting that he was no bet fer than c heathen? He scid, “Hew can cman be 1bem when he is ald?” (John 5), Jesus didn't try to expltin, and I'm glaci He icin’, Tm sure we never could understand, He: Scid that the wind blows wherever it wanis to. @nd you con hear the sound, but you eannet tell where it comes trom or where it goes. That is the16 Te Harpy Pam way it is when you are born of the Spitit. No one segs the Spirit come into our lives, no one knows how He works, but everyone can. see the results, the kind expression on the face, the gentle thoughtful deeds of the one whe is born again, But again Nicodemus asked, “How can these things be?" ¢verse 9) Jesus still didn't explain. But He reminded ‘Nicodemus of the time when the children of Israel were matching through the wilderness ‘and many of them sinned and were bitten by flery serpents, As they lay dying, Moses mace serpent of brass and hited it up on ot pole, and everyone who looked at the brass serpent was cured. “One of these days.” Jesus told Nicode- mus, "the Sen of man will be lifted up, and everyone whe believes on Him will be saved." ‘And He added. “For God so loved the world, that he gave his enly begotten Son, that whoso- ever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting lite" (verse 16), How simple ft is to ba bom egesn, Just look at Jesus and believe that He loves you. That's ail we have to do, And when we really know Jesus, then our diet, our dress, our language—in fact, everything about us falls into line. Nicodemus dict look at Jesus emd believe in His love, and during the next three years a great change took place in his life, When Jesus died, Nicodemus came out boldly and told BYTE GRACEorGoo 47, everyone that he was follower of the Car. penter cl Nazareth, You and J can't actually see Jesus, But we can read about Him, we can pray to Him, we ‘ean think bout Him, And as we die these we shall become like Him. Think of betng as Kind os Jesus as patient as Jesus! as obedient os Jesus! as thoughtful of others! An cosy way to understand the 4 to think of the word help, Then tne Pater Piedige begins. “By the help of God, I will be pure (md kind emd true." That makes it easer, doesn't i? Surely with God helping you. you can be every- thing that is good and true and noble, But maybe youre wondering, as Jack did, how grace con mean Ged helping you to be Rect to be friendly. When someone ls your you thin he kind, handsome, graceful. Also, when someon. aoe he is kind and helpful to you Geusly, He probably will give SRA thon. In response you cre grateful. You scry Thank you.” Spanish-speaking people say. {Gracies I its ot meatime, you bow your hace ‘and say grace (hemi-you to God)TWILL BE PURE THE LOCOMOTIVE WOULDN'T START [ised ent ot nieve friend of mine, I might net believe this story. But I know Robert well. He used to be one of the artists whe drew pictures for He's a very honest man. Cnpabert ured 10 go to Union Springs Adventist Academy in New York State, The town is small, but it has a radiroad, and onoe in ct while ar train goes through. Robext told me thet one eifternoen he and some of his friends noticed ct locomative pulling awery on asic ing and went over to warich, (This was back in the days when treins wore run by steam.) ‘The engineer saw the boys and came down to talk, The boys were full of questions that the engineer did his best to answer, They ‘were quite impressed by the tremendous TWun BePure 4g Power ond strength of the great machine. ‘T suppose.” said one of them, ‘that when your locomotive wants to move forward, everything else has to get out of the way Gnd make 1comr “Just about agreed the engineer. Then his eyes twinkled. “However,” he said, “there 1g something that it cam push aside,” “Oh,” satid Dick. "You mean like a truck full of ‘bricks parked acress the tracks!" “On the contrary.” said tho engineer, “It's something I have in mny pocket.” “What gasped the boys, ‘impossible The engineer pulled out ct handful of coins, He picked out two pennies cnd returned the rest te his pocket. “These pennies,” he said, ‘are enough te keep this train ftom starting.” “Aw, you're Kicicling us,” sai Jack. “Not at ail” smiled the engineer “Then show ust sead the boys, The engineer knelt down, placed the pen+ dies on the rails, close cigaiinst the front wheels, then climbed mto the cab. He opened the throt te, Steam belched from the cylinders emd black ‘Smoke billowed trom the smokestack. The whole engine quivered with life and energy. But the drive wheels wore helpless. too weak to push their way forward over those little pennies. The boys watched, amazed, while the engi Reer grinned, Then he closed the thrattle and Sathe down again, “This time Im gaing to move20 The Haere Pant those pennies just a quotter of an inch cnwary from the wheels, Then you watch what happens.” Now—with the pennies just a fraction of an inch away—the locomotive surged terward, nd these poor little pennies flattened out under the tremendous weight Well, thats what Robert told me, Some of you on ike preachers who tack morals onto the endl Of stories, so I won't Tl Jet you make up your own. What will t be? Something: about litte things stop- ping us from traveling to heerven? Or, pethops, how much harder it to stopa bad habit once its started thom it to keep it fom getting storted mn the trst plaoe? T wonder what you will think of! ‘Could this be why we should ask God to- keep us pure—without anything at ail bad in our hearts? Tho boy with the but in his life would have been so much better off if he had alwerys let the grace of Ged keep him pure, ‘THE BOY WITH THE BUT IN HIS LIFE THE boy with the but was called Uztiah. He be: come aking when he was only 16 years old, He felt very young when he came to the: throne, and he wasn't at all sure of himself He aiskedi the Lord to help him—ond, by the grace God, he began to do some tremendous things! For instonee, he invaded the land of the TWuBePme ay Philistines. These people had bothered Israel for hundreds of years—over since the days of Samson. Now Umicth marched into the country. surrounded Ashdod, one of the Philistines’ most important cities, ana ecrptured it—then knocked the city wall down. Even David, who fought the Philistines all his We, wos never able to destroy the Walls of any of thelr chiot eties, So Uzziah conquered the Philistines, He fought the Arabians—end beat them. He battled the Mehunims—and beat them too. Even the Ammonites were offeid. The Ammonites had in. vaded Israel when Jephtheh was judge. They had insulted messengers David sent to their cay Hal etty, They had not feared to tight even when the great Jehoshaphat was king. But with Uzzich tuling, the Ammonites sent expensive gilts to Jerusalem without even being asked. The Bible says that Uzzich “did that which was tight in the sight of the Lord... . And as long as he sought the Lord. God mace him to ‘Prosper’ (2 Chronicles 26:4, 5). Uzaigh became stronger cnd stronger. He tort! fled Jerusalem, building new towers, He didnt have a Cape Canarveral, with electronic scientists ‘designing22 Te Harr Pant Urzich heel outpost warning stations too. In the desert. far trom Jerusalem, he butlt towers Gnd memned them with soldiers, so that atiack- ing crmies would be met long befere they got to the capital city cmd messengers could be sent to warn the soldiets'in Jerusalem to prepare fot a siege. Ino way this wos similar to the rexdor in- stallations that have been built in the barron ‘wastelands of the far North by the Untied States ond Canada to give waning if enemy planes or rockets should try to attack Uzich grow 1ich while he served the Lord Alter a while he had so many eattle there wasn't ‘water enough far them all and he had to hove ‘wells dug to make uso of large pastures for his huge herds of cows and sheep and goats. Its too bad the story doesn't end there. In verse 16 of 2 Chronicles 26 comes that tombe word but, Reading in verse 18, we find that Uuziah ‘was marvelously helped, till he was strong. BUT when he was strong, his heart was lifted up to his destruction: for he transgressed ‘against the Latd his God." Uzeiah tried to offer ine cense in the Templo, something only the priests Were supposed to do, The high pilest warned him not to do it, but he persisted, even when 80 priests tried to stop him, Suddenly leprosy arp- Poaed on his fotehecrd, and he was of leper till he died, His son had tomule the kungdom. What a shame that such a good life was TWh BePm a3 spolled by a butiDon’t let a but spoil yours. However, we must be realistic. Even though ‘You want to be absolutely pure and spotiess, emd even though you pray every day that the Have you noticed how it is when Mom sends You to wosh up before supper? Atter you think Youve got your hands clean, she tells you to let het see them, cand then she sends you back to the bathroom te wash again. But do you remember when Mom used to give you a bath? When sho cere nN You. you were clean cil over wnockt, amd knees cnd feot—overywhere. That's what Jesus does when we tall Him wore Somry cibout our sins, He cleanses us trom ail un. Aighleoumess. We aro totally clean ‘envies? Should you take the real and wine? i you've been baptized alread Should do what John does, eyes‘THe Harry Pant FOOT WASHING JOHN faithfully takes part in the communion service, but he always tells his younger brother ‘Wait just to sit and watch. “You shouldn't take Part il you are baptised,“ he tells him, Is John right? Yes. When someone washes your feel during the crdinanes of humility, much more happens them you can see while your friend is washing away the dirt from between your toes, Jesus is washing ewery the sit fom around your heart We know this, because when Jesus had weshed the feet of all the lisciples, He said, “Ye ate clean, but not all” (John 13:10), He had Washed each disciple's feet as carefully as the oihers. anc while He wos washing, I of the dis. ‘ciples had let their seltishness and jealousy and scrultinding get weshed away too. But one of the disciples had stubbornly held on to his sins, He was not clean when Jesus was finished. His name wos Judas Iscariot. This all recs that if we take part in the foat- washing service with a sincere, repentant spirit we can know when tt s over that all our sins ane washed away. But is John right in telling Wait not to take art beecruse he isn't baptized? Yes. Baptism should come first. Look att it this wary. Suppose you have been Playing ball cn a hot day, At last you decide to IWuBePm as. come in and put on clean clothes. You are dusty ail over and perspization is streaming frem head to foot. You have to have a shower and scrub yoursel! completely before you cre clecm So you take the shower and put on the clean clothes and spend tho rest of the afternoon mak- Ing ¢ new layout for your electric train, About suppertime Mother says, “We're going out to ect tonight, son, Put on your best slacks cmd the new shirt Ive leid on yout bed.* Do you have to take cr shower this time? Of course not. You have fo wash your hands, to be sure, but that's about al. Its the same way with baptism and foot washing. Belore we are baptized we are so city with sin that foot washing isn’t going to meke us clean enough te put on the clothes of Christ's Tighteousness. We need to be washed alll over. This happens when we are baptized After that, it would be nice if we never sinned ogein. Then we wouldn't need the foot- Washing service. But we do sin, don't we? And these sins must be washed away bafore we ene teady to receive the new and richer blessings Sed wants to give us. These little sins are Woshed away when cur feet are washed.HER GUEST NE evening the Pathtinders were ska ing. Evelyn had invited a trond, Manjotie, to come and stats with her, ‘AS soon Os they arrived at the gymnasium they want to the man in the otfies and rented two pair of skates, Sut cimest as soon as they put the skates on hey knew something was wrong. A wheel on one of Marjotie’s skates wers stuct @ girls dicin' ike to complain and decided to make the best of it. They went around the tloor several times, Mesjotie constantly. puing that reluctant wheel, And then, just as they were coming around the end of the gymnasium floor, the stiff whee ‘same off and rolled ewer, At ones someone came running ta me. for 128° Tee Harr Pans ‘was the Pathfinder director. “Marjorie's whee! eame off, she said {Thad seen it happen, and asked Marjorie to get the wheel while I went to find the nut that ‘wos supposed to hold the wheel on. Thad put on many wheels before and was Sure this wouldn't take much time. But soon dis. overed that this wheel hel more wrong with it than the others hod had. “Just « minute,” I told the gitls, ‘Til ask the mam in the office to help us" The man in the office was just as sure as 1 had been that he could repatr the wheel—but five minutes later he shook his head. “No good,” he said, “Idontt have the tight tools * Poor Marjorie looked so sad that 1 decided to work on the wheel some mote. I took it off and put it on, and then took it off and put it on ‘gain. But it was no use. That wheel could not ‘bo tized, “Tm so sory,” I satet to Marjorie. “There is nothing nore we can do. Why don't you ask the ‘man to give yeu another pair "We aheady have,” said Evelyn, “And he says there aren't any my size Jett" dided Mariorie, It wes too bad, really. for the gis hed skated ‘only a lew minutes, nd thete was more than em ‘hour Jett before thelr parents weule come, Thad to leave then to help someone else, TWuBeKeo 29 and I wondered what the girls would de with the rest of the time, Would Evelyn skate by her. sell and Iscrve Marjorie siting cione? Not at ail! It was some minutes before I serv ther again. What was my ssmptise to see them sting down. cme both hac! their skates off “Evelyn I exclaimed. “How come you took your skates off? “Oh." she said. “Merrjorie's my guest, so tm Keeping her company.” And lor the rest of the evening Evelyn didn't skate again, even though she could have. She stayed right beside her Guest. so Marjorie wouldn't be sacl beccruse het skate had broken. Thought it was one of the nicest things I hadl seen in a long time. Have you ever noticed what it is that mates You like certerin people? Watch carefully! If someone is Kind te you, you can't help liking hum. Even if he is a big burly truck etiver! ‘THE KIND TRUCK DRIVER MRS. Krimmel wos driving far out on a lonely Todd wheh one of the tires on her car went flat ‘And she dicin’?t know how to tix i! She got out and looked at it helplessly, Tt was at least five miles back to the town she had just leit, and she had ne idea how30° THEHARPy Pani many more miles it might bo to the next sne, Suddenly she noticed a huge tuck bearing down upon her. It was coming with terrific speed, cind she had to jump to get out of ts wey, ‘The car shuddered end the ground trembled be- Reath her feet. For a moment she felt sure she ‘was going to be blown over by the blast “That silly, sellish truck driver.” she shouted, “Thinks he owns the whole read. What business does he have driving so fast, anyway? If I were policeman. Tal haul him over fo the side and fine him plenty. td tarke his license away too, so he could never drive cigain, that's what Id do to him. The roads would be cr lot seer if men like that were tn fell. And new my tite. How am | ‘ever going to get it fixed? Oh deca, oh dear.” A strange sound came to her ear and she looked up. To her amazement thet some truck ‘was now retuming toward her. and at consider. able speed—backward! It kept on coming tilt wes within inches of her car: then the driver jumped out and re back to her ‘Evening, mefam,” he said pleasantly, “Tire fet “EY, yes.” she said weakly “Well, if you'll hand me the keys so T can open the trunk of your car emd get at the spare, Mise if ecin change the tire." In next to no time, of so it seemed to Mrs, Wn. BeKiaw at Krimamel, that truck driver had jacked up her can. removed the flat tie, and replaced it with the spare. She fumbled in her purse for some- thing to pary his He staightoned up. wiping his hands. “Oh, no. ma‘am,” he objected, ‘There's no charge. Just glad to do it" And then she serw something about him she hadn't noticed betore, His arms wore covered with huge blisters, “Excuse me,” she stammared, “put is some- thing wrong with your cms?" “Oh, it’s nothing.” he said. “Something ex- Ploded right beside me just ct iew minutes ago, ‘andi I was rather badly bumed. I wes rushing 19 the hospital to get some help for it when Isc you shanded here, Well, !d batter be going. Bye." And without another word he climbed into his truck and roared away, Mis. Krimmel sat in her car a long time, thinking. Finally she bowed her head over the steering wheel and whispered. “Dear God Blease forgive me for being 0 cfuick to judge others, And—and please help mo to io os kind os that truck driver.” THE KINDEST MAN WHO EVER LIVED THE Bible fs full of stories of people who were kind. Rebekah won her husband because she9200 Te Haver Pam wos kind to Abraham's servent and watered his camels at the well, Jacob won Rachel for his wife because he watered her sheep. Moses found a home in the wilderness by being kind to the seven doughters of Jethro. Everybody admires Joseph for being so kind to his jealous brothers. But the kindest man of all, the kindest man who ever lived, was Jesus. Its the kind things He did that make you love Him so much, He was kind to the man att the pool of Bethescicr who had bbeen sick s many years, He fed hungry people cand let little children sit on His lap, He walled all the way te Syrophoonicic just to heal one sick gil, and after He raised Joirs' daughter to Ife, He was the fast to mention that she was hungry, ‘and asked someone to bring her food. Even ‘though Pater scid so many silly things, Jesus never laughed at him. And even though Judas constantly criticized Him and lled about Him Jesus never embarrassed him in public because tt would have been unkind, And when, atter always being good and kind, and never committing a sin, Jesus was asked to bear all the sins that everyone has ever committed, and ail the blame for all the mis- takes everybody in the whole world has ever made, He willingly accepted this biame and died on the cross so we wouldn't have to be Punished. What a wonderfully, wonderfully Kind Man He wos. IWuBeKe> 33, ‘We probably won't ever fesd 5,000 people with just five uns and two fish, but remember that most of the kind things Jesus did were the litle, necessary things round the home. Fer 30 years He lived ot home, helping Dad, and look- ing after Mom when Dad died Bo kind by helping Mom with the dishes, keeping your room tidy, tying ttle brother's shoes, soneling at get-well card io someone who's sick, thanking teacher for making chee! inter- esting. There are se many ways. Some may be easy, Others may be hard—like trying to be telendly to an unpopular classmate, But you don't have todo it alone. Yeu ean do it by the grace of God,‘THE BROKEN PENCIL, Tones: was out of the room, George sat Playing with the broken pencil on his desk It had not broken cecidentally. He had de- Uberctely broken cr longer pancal so es te-harve two Pieces to throw ett the other students in the room. He wasn't the only one. Most of the others hhad been doing the sane. But yesterday teacher hhaid tried to put c stop-to such goings on, “Beginning teday,” she had said, “anyene ‘who throws a broken penell will have to write out 150 times, 1 must not throw pencils in scheol.” ‘George was thinking about that now. He cer- tainly dicin't want to write so many lines. But as he looked actess the room he saw Jack over c beok—and the back of his head made a very tempting target What fun it would be to hit him there, right TWaBeTwe as in the middle of the back of his head! It wouldnt dur, cnet Jere would bbe so surprised Suddenly he yielded to the temptation. “Look ‘out, Jack! he called, and hurled the broken Pencil at him, Fortinately ior Jack. George's at wos bad. The pencil hit the wall and bounced back, con {ng to test right beside Donald's desk, Just at thet mement the door opened, endl in She glanced around the reom and spotted Slenoet Donaid squirmed uneasily. Suppose teacher thought he hod thrown itf George was thinking fast, (Ot couse, | know I threw i he was saying to himselt. ‘But teaeher doesn't. And shell never ‘onee. Why should Ihave te write 150," ‘ls the one who threw it not man eneugh to ‘eonfess?" teacher was scrying, George put a sudden stop to his thoughts md stood up. {threw it," he said. “I'm serry," And he ‘lumped down inte his seat, “Thank you, George,” said the teacher. “I ap- Procicte your telling me. As you know, you will have to write 150 tines. They will be due theas Te Hany Pam day aiter tomorrow. Now we shall go on with ‘our classwrork,” George didn't wait tl the day after tomor- row to write those lines. “I did them tight atter school." he told his mother that night. "And I'm ever going to throw pencils again. ~ ‘Im very glad you were brave enough to Stand up,” Mether said, “Tm sure it took a lot of comage.” [Await wasn't anything.” ho said, blushing, “Well, 1think it was,” she said, “and tm proud at yous “Aw, Mom.” seotted George. But he was tecl- ing very happy insicet Tt was dy the grace of God that George wer: aible to tell the truth even when he knew he ‘would got into trouble. When you promise Ged that by His grace you ‘wall be thus, it mecms that You premise alwerys to be honest and truthful. It cise means that you will set qr high goal for your Ife, and you will be true to that goal. You won't let anything get you off onto assidetrack. as THAT Ed sure is crazy, Jobin said to Bill os they walked home trom school, "I wes out with him “Like today.” Bitl agreed. “He told me he ‘wouldnt walls home with ts: he soud the wery we 99 is too flat. He wanted to tind a more hilly Toute, Beats me why anyone would do that * “Didn't he ever tell you? John said, “He plons to climb Everest someday.” “What?” lcughed Bil. “No one’s ever climbed Mount Everest, I's the highest mountesn in the world, Does Ed really thik he can? Ed did plon to climb Mount Everest, and every chones he got, he'd climb a hill, even if it meant going out of his way. And in May 1953. Edmond Hillary steed on top of Mount Everest, the ust man to get there, Ed set the highest goal he could think of, and ho was true to his geal He teached il What goal have you set tor yourself? Leonard heard the ether children talking ‘Tgot one A ond the rest Bs and C5” said an- ther. “Think Tl ty to bring those C's up to B's,” Leonard just smiled. His report cord showed GH Ais. Ho told me once thet he never tried to Get Cs. He never eimed for Bs. He only and ai38 Tie Harry Pant ‘ways aimed for A’s. And he got them! Through grade school, and all through academy and college his tepert cards were monotonously the same—A's, A's, A's. and more A's. Only once in ten yeons cic he fel down to a BI Everybody thinks the apostle Paul was a gieat man, You would naturally expect to find that he had a high goal. He dic When he wos writing to the mambers of the church in Philippi. he told them what it wos. “1 am pressing toward the goal, for the prize to which God through Chaist Jesus calls us upwerc” (Philippians 3:14, Goodspeed). Paul didn't have many different goals, Just one, He said, “This ene thing Ido,” Pesul wos always true to his goal. Just a few days before his head wes cut off he wrote i letter inside a dark dungeon to his friend Timothy: “I have fought a good fight, 1 have finished my course, I have kept the faith: henceforth there 1s Icid up for me a crown of Highteousness, which the Lord the righteous judge, shall give me at that dey: end net to me ‘only, but unto alll them also that love his ap- pearing’ (2 Timotiny 4:7, 8) Jesus has a crown of righteousness waiting for you when you teach yout geal, Set that goal high—let Jesus set it for you—and by God's grace you will reach it This old world needs boys and girls who will be true, no matter what happens, Ellen TWoiBe Ter ap White wrote: “The greatest want of the world is the want of men—men who will not be bought ot sold, men ‘who in theit inmost souls are true and honest, men who do not fear to cell sin by its right name, men whose conscience is as true to duty as the needle to the pole, men who will stand for the ight though the heavens fall” (Eclucation, p. 57), FAITHFUL UNTO DEATH THE snowstorm came so quickly that the shep- herd did not have time to bring his sheep into the fold before many cf them were covered by snow. All alterncon Brucie, his sheep dog, ran back and forth over the mountain, searching for the buried sheep. digging them out, bring- ing them home, Night had fallen before she brought the last ‘one in. Then, cold and wet and weary, she lay down in the comer of the fold, end her six baby [Pups crowded in for their supper. The shepherd counted the sheep caretully, What wos this? A lamb was missing! It must bo Iying out there in the sterm, shivering, dying, “Bricie,” he said, “there's a lamb missing Away. gitlie. Get it” Bn looked up. pleading with her eyes. She ‘was cold, so ted, Must she go eut agnin’? Tie shepherd wished he might tell her shea0 Tee Harry Pow could stay, Ibut what would happen to that poor lew if Brucie dicint rescue it? “Bruci,” he repeated, more firmly this time, “Alamb is missing. Go.get it” Obediently Brucie stood, Leaving her pup- pies, she walked out into the storm. But which way to go? There were a thousand places where ther leant might be. And the wind was howling, driving snow and sleet across the mountain. Long hours Brucie scarched, Mony timas the shepherd stood in his doorway. peering into the storm, listening for some sign of his faithful dog, It wos nearly midnight when he heard « scratching at the door. Quickly he opened i Brucie had retuned, and with her was the i te iamp. “Good for yeu, Brucio,” he said, patting her head. “Now go back to your pups." ‘The noble dog limped weemlly to the babies, and the shopherd turned his attention to the lamb. It needed drying, ond he had to warm it ‘awhile at the fire, for it was chilled At last, the lamb taken care of, he went to attend ta Bructo, He found her puppies crying piteously around her. She was lying on the greund—dead, Brucie had given her life to save the lamb. It reminds us of what Jesus did, doesnt i? He ‘came into this cold world to save us, and He was true to His goal though it cost Him His lle, LWo1Be Tee a4 T wondered, when 1 heard what Brucie did. whether we do as much for our friends who ore let in tho world, How about those students who sit in closs with us each day, but are not church members? Are wo trying to help thom find the way back to Jesus and the heavenly fold? Pothaps they ate different from us, and it's hard to make friends with them. But if we are true Christians, won't we do at least something to save them? If we are true, then by the grace of Ged, wo will.1 WILL KEEP THE PATHFINDER LAW WHY BOBBY WINKED IERE are so many good reasons why. ‘when you become « Patthtinder, you ate 16- quired to promise "By the grace of God. ! vail keep the Pothfinder Lew.” If anyone had at right to break the rules, it was Jesus, After all, He mace the rules. But in- stead He said, “Idetight to do thy will, O my God you, thy low is within my heart” (Psalm 40:8. ‘When He was on earth ond His enemies were trying desperately to tind femlt with Him He chal- Jenged them publicly, Which one of you can prove I have ever committed sin? (See John 8:46) There wasn't one person even among His ‘most bitter enemies, who could prove that He had ever done anything wrong If it were all right to break God's lew, it ‘would not have been necessary for Jesus to cbe. Kesping Gods law exactly the way He said it Wu. Keer me Pane Lyw aa should be kept is the only way to live. There simply isn't eny othor wey te enjoy life or to be really successful or to live eternally. Bobby thought it wos fun to break the rules at school—till the day a new teacher arrived. “A new teachert he chortled, Jooking at the front of the classroom one moming. “New weil have funr Mr, Spears, the new teacher, told the chil dren to open their books. Immediately Bobby thew something at Horace, cmd several of the ‘boys urged Horace to throw tt back “Please be quiet.” said Mr. Spears. “Try and make me," said Bobby. He haitway covered his lies when he said it, but he really hoped the teacher would hear. It would be fun to find out what he would dot Mr. Speats walked to Bobby's desk and gsked, ‘Did you say, “Try and make me’? “Yes,” saicl Bobby. The boys snickered. “Then cerne with me," said Mr, Speais, He wasnt the Jeast bit angry, but there was some. thing in his voice that didnt sound like play. Bobby followed teacher down the hail into a lille room at the far end, “You'd better not whip me, if that's what youte planning to do,’ said Bobby. “why not?’ said Mr. Spears. ‘Igo into temper tantrums,” said Bobby. “Wall, that's exactly what Im pranning to do to you." said Mr. Spears.4a Te Hay Pam “Tl be naughty again " warned Bobby. ‘No, I'don’t think you will” said Mr. Spears slowly. “Boys who aie whipped by me dontt get naughty again.” And ct this point Mt. Spears tocke off his belt. "Over my knee, young mam." Bobby resisted. But it did no good. ‘One thing before I begin," said Mr. Spears erat tly. “Il you wont to go into ar temper tantrum, go. Night ahead. When I whip a boy. 1 Iet him deter mine how much whipping he gets. As soon as you promise you'll be good. Ml slop.” Down come the belt. Bobby stifened, Again the belt. Bobby yelled, but rofused to give in. Once more, the belt landed in the sem plaos— and again. Bobby was feeling so sore he knew he wouldnt be able to st for c week. Then that belt ‘ogatin. Bobby gave in, Tllbe good,” he sobbed “Then Tl stop,” scr the teacher: "When you go home this alternoon, tell your mother TU! be coming around to see her” Bobby's face paled. “Don't tell mother.” he ‘pleaded. "Tl be good. Honest." “Very well,” said Mr. Spears, “Il make a bargain with you, If youll be good from now on, I won't tel! your mother. But the minute youTe bad, 1 tell her al” Bobby promised, and from that day on he ‘wes obedient and seoperative. In April, Bobby's parents visited the school His mother said, "Mr, Spears. we've been [Wo Keene Panesom Law 48 ‘amazed at the influence you've had on cur son We just can't believe you haven't had to whip nim onee the whole yee.” “Whip Bobby?” said Mr. Spears. ‘Why Bobby's the best boy in the reer,” Bobby wes standing behind his parents, At that moment he looked up ett his teacher and closed one eye in a great big wink. then grinned ail over his face, JUMP OFF A CLIFF! ‘A.BOY said to me one day, ‘I want to smoke.” And, of course, I said, “Don't do it” He said, Why not? The Bible doesiit say we shouldn't smoke. Now, does Thad to admit that he was right. The Bible doesn't say anywhere that « person shouldn't smoke But does that mean itis all right to smoke? A qitl said, “T want to go to see this certain ‘iim thats being shown in ot theater.” Tsaid, "You shouldn't go there." "Why not?” she said. “The Bible doesn't say it's wrong to. go to theattars.” She wos ight. The Bible doesn't say anywhere that ts wrong 1o go to a mowing picture theater. But whe said it was all right to do some- thing just because the Bible dossn't say specifi- cally its wrong?as De Her Pant Next time you feel tke i, jump off & itt It must be allright. The Bible doesn't say its wrong, Next time your bail rolls into the stieet chase ‘atter it without looking both ways. Run out in front of a car. Get hit. Its perfectly ail right. The Bible doesn't say it’s wrong. It doosn't say a ‘word about not running in front of cous; T know ct litle boy who was alwerys having ‘bad colds. His mother tried to find out why. After @long while the boy said that whenever he had a bath he liked to try to breathe under water. Ho was trying tobe a fish or a submeina, Idon't re- momber which. (He was a very little boy.) He icin’ know it was qt foolish thing to do. He didn't know he could drown. His mother had nevar told him he shouldn't do it, And the Bible doesn't say breathing under water is wrong. ‘The truth is that the Bible doesn't begin to list call the things we shouleintt do. For instonee, the Bible names several kinds of foods that shouldnt be eaten. But it doesn't say ‘word about not eating poison oak or poison ivy. T know a teenager who ate some patson oak. He chewed the leaves and swallowed them. He wars eothty sick tor many days. But the Bible doesn't say ifs wrong fo ect poison oak. ‘The Bible fs like @ box of cake mix. The box has @ picture on the outside showing the deli lous cake that con ke made with the mix. On the back are dltections, If you follow the dizec- [Win Kern Pama Law a7 Hons, youlll finish up with a cake as delicious ‘ond delightful as the one in the picture. The box doesn't say a word about what the cook shouldn't do, It doesn't say, ‘Don't add ‘onions * The Bible describes the life of a perfect Man—Christ Jesus. It says, If you will follow the ‘zections in this Book you will become as good ind as strong ond as successful as He. And you will foo—if you do what the Bible says, Next time somebody tries to persuade you to do something bad, 1/he tells you it i al right be- ceruse the Bible docsn’t say its wrong, tell hin to go jump in lake. The Bible doesn't say that's wrong, either! But for yourself say, “I will keep the Pathfinder Law,” and remember you ean do it by the grace of Ged.I WILL BE A SERVANT OF GOD ‘SHE STOPPED SAVAGES "ARY SLESSOR grew up in & very poot family in Scotland. Her parents. qua weled o lot, and her father was neorly always dmunk. She committed her lite com- pletely to Jesus and went out alone to Afica to ‘be one of God's servants there. One afternoon when she wars ill in bed some- ‘one came running to tell her that two tribes -were on the warpath deep in the African jungle. ‘There would be bloodshed by morning if she de- ‘layed but a moment. Sick though she was, she arose from het bed. ‘Do not go.” warned ct friendly chief, “You will bbe cought in the jaws of death.” But Mary Stessor, though trail and sick, was not to be stopped. Into the jungle she plunged. Shadows of evening gathered about her. night darkened the narrow path, but on she TWni-Be a Sarva orGoo ae ran, “Dear Ged,” she prayed, “close the wild ‘beasts’ mouths.” At midnight she reached a village and asked for someone fo go with her the rest of the wary, but the chief was rude and would not help. “A wornan cannot stop wars between tribes," he sneered. Mary Slessor replied, “You ‘see only the woman. Do not forget the woman's God,” And on she went, through the jungle and the darkness, among the hungry beasts, Presently she heard angry shouting and dancing chead and came to a party of warriors already on thetr wery to batile. “Stop she said. “We must sit down and talk crbout these trou- bles. There must be no killing * Some of the men krughed. Others were more cunning. “You are tired.” they said. ‘Sleep here. We will waken you at the cock-crewing, and then. we will tak.” She slep'—and when shé awakened, the men had gone to fight. But Many Siessor wes not tobe thwarted, She ran down the path ater the men, across streams and up steep hillsides. and presently she avertosk them. They were danc- {ing themselves into a frenzy, leaping about and waving spears and clubs. "You are behaving Mike beenelless boys,” she told them. “Stop right ‘here and dont disobey mer They stopped She left tham and ran on til she found the watrioss trom the other village lined up meso THERA Pant ‘across the path. "My greetings to you.” she said. smniling sweetly at the fiatee lacking group, The heathen eyed her angitly. waving their ‘spears. She laughed pleasemily and joked a bit with them. Then one of the men stepped for- werd and knelt before her. ‘De you remember me? he asked, “You came to my hut onee and healed me, Now we contess that this is ex foolish quarrel, and we wamt you to stop it.” ‘These great, powerful men wented that little sick woman. to help them step their fight. Imagine if! And she did stop it. She brought the two armies together and steod beside them. while they talked through all their troubles. Finally they agreed which side wes wreng end she made sure they charged the guilty willage a fino, instead of killing anyone. That was only one of many tights Mary Slessor stopped in that heathen jungle. After while she became known as the queen of that country, the White Queen of Okoyong. Its amex ing. isn't it. what one little person can do when she’s a sorvemt of God? But you don't have to go to some fererweay sountry to serve God. You can serve Him right here. And you don't have to tae up te spears ‘and arrows and clubs end guns, Often you con serve God best just by being & good example. Tim thinking of the night I watched the Battle of the Back Benches, 1 War Br a Sant oF Goo ‘BATTLE OF THE BACK BENCHES THE Battle of the Back Benches took place at camp meeting, in the big tent. right during a service, and I saw every minute of i The minister had been preaching a wonder ful sermon that even the children were te carefully, He was coming to the end of his, talk that Friday evening wisen the batile began. Taree giils and a boy were involved. I dant know the boy's name. He was about two years old. The girls were Annie, Beverley. and Connie To stent with, all four were outsele the tant, just few feet behind the lost bench, listening clesely ‘The preacher wes talking alsout the rich young. ruler and how he hac boen almost perfect. “One thing thou lackest, Jesus had said to him, Then the preacher asked whether there wa ‘Someone in the audience who felt a lack in his We. “Instead of turning away sorowtully fiom Jesus," he said, “won't you fake up your cross. ‘and follow Him? Tell Him your deeision yy com: ing down to the front right now." ‘That's when the battle began. I saw Beverley Whisper to Annie, ‘Let's go forward," But Annie, ‘with just the stightest shake of her heed, stood stil The preacher kept on pleading, ond several young people near the front went forward. He suggested that the congregation sing “Just os 1 Am,” and while they were singing the first stanza, Annie and Beverley and Connie end the52 Tur HareyPam Lille boy moved up tll they were in the aisle bo- side the back bench, Cannie sat down and took ‘he little boy on her lap, Once again Beverley whispered to Annie, but Annie didn't even licker an eyelid, | could see that Beverley was tying to be one ‘of Goats servants, She wanted very much to go forward, She longed to let Jesus know she loved Him so much that she would serve Him ail her life. She wanted to gain the victory over overy sin, There WouK! bé nothing lacking in heriife, But to walk up that aisle by hersolt-~ ‘Let us pray,” the preacher said, and all through the tent heads bowed, I glanced at Beverley, The battle was slill raging inside her, Then the prayer was over, Baveiley whis- peted to Gonnie this time, but Connie shook her head and glanced at the little boy. (Way do parents make their daughters look atter little brothers in meetings like this?) “I ean't go down with him." she said. ‘Dear Beverley, She wanted to go to Jesus with her friends, It would have been easier that Way. and much more ploasant, But if thay dev’ want te go, she would go by herself. With a deep breath and a sigh, she walked up to the front, alone, Beverley had won the vietory in the Batts of the Back Benches. She was the first of the IWan Bea SamanterGoo gg three girls to do so, But don't give up on the others yetl The battle was still being fought in their heants. And Beverley had set an example for them to follow. Some people decide quickly that they will follow Jesus: others take longer. Pethaps for them the battle 1s herder, Let ws be: glad for the ‘quick victories, but let us never stop praying for the slow ones. The night was growing late. “Ono tinal ap- Peal,” the preacher said, "We'll stand while we Sing the last stanza. and if any of you feels that lack. come forwend then” No sooner wars the congregation on their fest than Annie and Connio nedded! to each other, smiled—and walked together to the front. taking Uitte brother with them, T was so happy that I felt I had to tell you about it, I'm sure the angels want back to heaven and told Jesus about it, and that He was happy too. For there is always joy in heaven when juniors win the victory in the battle against sin. whether it is fought in the back benches of a tent or anywhere else, Suppose Beverley had not gone forward It wasn't easy for her to serve God that night clone. It never is. But when you decide to be & servant of God, by the grace of God you will be agood oneI WILL BE A FRIEND TO MAN ‘WHILE MOTHER WAS OUT H, DEAR," Mather sighed, glancing back cit the Kitchen as she went out the doce, “I suppose really shouldnt go to the program tonight and lecve so many dishes uunwashed!—I wish we had d dishwasher,” “Huy, Mother" called Father. already sit- ting in the ca Til have to do them when I get back Mother thought, closing the door and running to the cen. Bui unknown to Mother, Connie, ying in bod, had heard Mothers sigh. And os the cat drove off, she thought, Poor Mother. She hes to work so hard. She will have to do those dishes belore she can go fo bed. Sho lay for « few minutes thinking about ail the work Mother had te do, when sud denly a lovely idea came to her. She could 1 Wan Bea Pam to MAN ‘wash the dishes while Mother was out ‘Quick os.o wink she sipped out of bed and ‘went to the kitchen. She ran hot water into the sink and set to work. First she did the glasses, the knives and forks, and the dishes. Then she tackled the pots and pans, ‘And she didn't stop there, She took out the garbage. Then she macs the top of the stove look like new. She put everything away that was out of place, and scrubbed the sink til there wasnt ct black mank anywhere. Then she folded the dish towels and hung them neatly on the rack, She stepped back and surveyed the kitchen. It ‘wos spotlessly clean. And then she happened to: glance at the clock. It wes almost time for Mother and Dad to be baci! Quickly she ran to bed. ‘None too scon! For scarcely had she covered up before she heard the car stop in front of the gaiage, She heard Mother and Dad walking to the Back door. “Thank you for a nice evening.” Mother was saying to Father. "And now I sup- [pose Tl have to do those dishes,” Connie almost laughed out loud, but man: aged to smother the sound in the pillow. She ‘wanted Mother to think she was asleep. The back door opened. Father turned on the, kitchen light. “Well, I never!” Mother gasped. “Will you ust take a look at this kitchen, Father? Conniese DeHarey Pant must have cleaned it They went stiaight to Connie's bedroom. “Connie,” Mother whispered, No answer “Connie, cre you awake?” Stil no answer. Then Daddy thought he detected a slight movement under the covers. And Mother was sure she heard a giggle: They sat down on the exige of the bed, ema Mother took Contnis's head in her hands. “Did you do ail those dishes while we were out?” Mother axed, Connie just smiled, but her eyes were sparkling. “Thank you very. very much.” Mother said. “Ht was a lovely surprise.” ‘And I've been thinking,” said Dad. “Connie deserves a day off tomorew.* That's what "being ai friend to man” means— doing nice things for people. And is there any better place to begin than by being friends to Mom and Dac? SOME INTERESTING READING IF YOU want some interesting reading for Friday night or Sabbath afternoon, get out a copy of The Desire of Ages and tead two chap- ters, "As a Child” and ‘Days of Conflict.’ “As a Child’ tells about Jesus when He was a boy, “Days of Contlict” tells what happened when Jesus was a teenager. Wut Bea FRmo10Man 5? In spite of all the troubles Jesus went through, He was always a Friend to man. “From, His ecnliest years He wos possessed of one pur: ose: He lived to bless others” (The Desire of Ages, p. 70) “Jesus lived in. a pecsant'’s home, and fotth fully ond cheerfully acted His part in bearing the burdens of the household" (bid. p. 72), “Jesus worked to relieve every cose of sulter- ing that He saw. He had little money to give, but Ho often denied Himself of food in order to relieve those who appeared more needy than He. His brothers felt that His influence went fom to eoun- feract theirs. He possessed a tact that none of them had, or desired to have. When they spoke harshly to poor, degraded beings. Jesus sought ‘out those very ones, and spoke to them words of encouragement. To those who were in need He ‘would give a cup of cold water, ond would cul etly pldoe His own meal in their hands. As He ro- Neved their sulferings, the tuths He taught were associated with Fis acts of mercy, and were thus rnvotedd in the memory" (bid. p87) ‘Thete are times, I'm sorry to say. when some Pathtinclets gat to feeting rather proud of them- selves. “We keep the Bible Sabbath,” thoy say. “We have health reform and Christian schools ‘and the Spirit of Prophecy.” Well, al these things are goed, but there are many young people ‘without them who can set us et good example ofse Deis P; being friends to the needy. ‘WHO PICKED THE APPLES? WHAT Mr, Strand sow as he gemed out the win dow should have made him happy. Instead it made hum very sad Five acres of apples were tipe and ready fo harvest—and he dint have the strength to pick them For much of his life he hod been 4 boiler fire man, and harvesting the apples every year had been child's play. But there had been an acc dent, and now he was laid up in the house, helplessly watching the apples ripen and rot. ‘Stop worrying about those apples." his wife called ftom the noxt 100m, “Its no great loss if we don't harvest them.” “Laura, Laure, won't you ever understand? Mr. Strand answered patiently. “We have to pay ‘erees on that tive acres, and atter all the doctor bills fom my accident, Ident know whore well find the money “Toouldd ask the boys doum the roc to pick thera,” suggested Mrs. Strand, “Boys!” scoffed her husband, “What do boys these days know about picking apples? They'd bruise the fruit and then we couldn't sellit anyway." Mis. Strand sav that nothing she could sayoo | Te Haerr Pam: would do any good, so she kept quiet, But not for tong. A ow minutes later she wos shouting trom a front window. “John! John! The high school us has stopped outside our house, and a lot of boys are getting off. They've gone into the ‘Shed ond got our fruit ladders. And now they ‘swarming over our tress like oes.” “The thieves! stormed Mr. Strand. “They must have known we hed these apples and forced the bus driver to bring them here so they could get all they wanted.“ "Don't get so excited,’ said Mrs. Strand calmly. “I see Gary Uppenheim among them, He lives next door, you know. Tl ask him what its all about,” Gary explained. “Ma'am, we boys heard thot Mr, Strand couldn't pick his apples ths yecr, s0 we thought we'd come over and help. And you needn't worry about the apples being Picked right. We're all members of the Futuro Farmers of America Club. * “Oh, that’s wonderful of you." said Mrs Shand. wiping away a tear. “And you will give me G list of all the boys’ names so I cam thank them by letter, won't your” All the apples were picked that aftemocn. Some time later Mrs. Strond asked Geny why he hadn't given her that list of names. “Oh,” he said. “er—the boys have been too busy to give sme thet names.* T Wn. BEA Faeeto MAY 61 "Now, look.” said Mrs. Strand. “You can't fool me. Those boys didn't want to be thanked, isn't that right?" Gary blushed. "We've been having grand ‘woarther lately. haven't we” he said Soon all the apples were sold—the boys made sure of that—and they gave all the money to Mt, Stand. There was plenty to pay the tenes andi some left over As for Mr. Stramd, who lives in Oregon, he thinks modern boys make wonderful “irlends to man."I WILL KEEP THE MORNING WATCH NO-GOOD BILL “ESUS was very careful what Ho butlt into His Ife, If you have read those two sec- tions in The Desire of Ages I told you ‘@beut in the last chapter, you already know ‘what Jesus elid every time He got the chanee, “Whenever it was His privilege, He tured ‘side from the scene of His lor, to go inte the fields, to meditate in the green valleys, to hoid ‘communion with God on the mountetiasle or ‘Gmnid the tress of the forest. Tho early morning ‘often. fount Him in some secluded place, rmedi- tating, searching the Scriptures, or in. preryer roti these quiet hours He would return to His home to take up His duties again, and te give Gn example ai patient tel’(The Desire of Ages P.90). Jesus kept the Morning Watch. That's why Pathfinders keep it too, preying for c fow 1 Wun Kerns Momme War 63, minutes and reading something from the Bible every morning. But what do you say when you pray? Are you like No-goo Bil? ‘Mom was on the telephone when John got home from school, and he had to watt til she ‘was through to tell her about the home run he hod hit. “Mom,” he bogen the moment she put the receiver down. Thita—" Mom wasn't listening. "Son, there's some- thing else I vant to talk to you about just now.” Jenn gave up. When Mom got in ene of those moodis, you had to listen. “OK, Mom.” he said, “Tell me what I've done wrong now.” Mom sat down, “That wes Mrs. Thurgood John. She telephoned to tell me her son Bill came home in tears about an hour age, She said none of the boys would let him play base~ bail with them and thet you in particulor teased him and told him you didn't want him around. 1 that true?” John tossed his head. “Oh. that Bull Thurgood! 'No-good’ would have been a better name for him. Tell yeu, Mom, I never saw such an odd id in my life. You wouldn't want him plying baseball with you, either.” “So what Mrs. Thurgood said was true. Tm shamed of you, John. You know— “Come on, Morn, please let me explain.” “Ithad better be good," Mom said, John went on. “We fellows never sew cr guya Tae Harr Pant like that Bl. Honest, Mom. What would you do with him? He ss by himself all day and never pays ct word” Mom interrupted. “Porhapt you aren't ‘being friendly." “But we are, Mom. We used to ax him to do things with us. But we've given up. He has ‘about five pat phrases, and twice etday he goes ough them, like a thyme" Mor looked surprised, “What exactly do you mean?” “Well, every morning when Bill arives at school he says, ‘Nice day, isn't it? I slept well last night. Did you? Good 10 see you today. I hope ‘your classes are easy." Just like that.” Mother's mouth fell epen! “And he won't say cnother word to any of us call doy tl right citer school lots out, Then—and i's the same thing every day—helll say. ‘Nice dey, wasn't 3? I enjoyed if, | hope you did too, Have a good time tonight. See you tomorrow, ~ Mother's mouth was still witle open. Sho fi- nailly said, “You mean, thats all?” “Absolutely and completely ail” John said. “Do you see why we don't want a fellow like that plerying Ibasebail with us?* Mother was quiet for a few moments and then spoke slowly, "Actually. John, you do ex- actly the same thing you cre criticizing Bill for” It was John’s turn to look amazed. ‘I do not! t i ‘ , i ; TWa Kee ne Mocaa Wart 6s talk ctbout all sorts of things, emd i you'd only listen, I'd tell you bout my home— ‘Mom held up a hand. ‘Its late. Ive get te got supper ready. Father will be home in halt an hour, Maybe welll have a fow uinutes at wor- ship to discuss this, Now, il you'll get me three Potatoes, perhaps we com talk about that home stun later. I wont to hear about i.” John went to get the potatoos. But what did Mother mean? Did she really think he was as dumb as Bil Thurgood? Mom peeled the potatoes, and soon the Jatehen wes filled with o wonderful odor as food bubbled on the stove and baked in. the oven. Dac came here and the family sat down te a pleasant meal And after supper every night came family ‘worship, Mom recd part of the Sabbath sel! les ‘0n out of the Guide. John looked up the texts and read them aloud. They knelt for prayer. Dad prayed, cind then it was Jofn's turn, He said, “Dear Jesus, thank You for a good ay at school. Forgive my sins. Bless Mother and Dad. Give us all a good night's sleep. And help \s to do better tommorow. Amon.” ‘Mother prayed, and then Dad hard to hurry olf to a committee meeting. As the door closed, Mother scid, “Do you know now whett I wes tal- ing about?” John frowned, "What's gotten inte you messs The Harry Pant today, Mom? I mecn—t dont went to be rude, but Idon't get it” ‘Mom losked serious. “This elternoon you tele me you thought Bill was crazy because he talked only twice a day, and he alvays said the ‘same things over and over.” “Well, he does act sort of crazy, Mom. And Tm not like him at ail.* ‘Mom went right on. “John, did you listen to yoursolf when you wore praying tonigiht? As 1 ‘counted them, John, there were five sentences, ‘and they were exactly the same sentenoss you said last night and the night before, You talk to God only twice c'day. in the moming and in the evening, and you have certain sentences that you use over and over again.” “But, Mom— John was quite taken aback, “What are you supposed to da whon you pray” “God is your very best Friend, John.” Mom spoke salty. Tali to Him the same way you woul talk to your best friend on earth, Tell Him about ail ‘the things that happened during the day.” “But. Mom-—notn prayer “Why not? You think I aan interested in whet happens att school. Why do you think God isn? Talk to Him about your friends, about your schoolwork—ihe problems you cont solve, the questions you can't answer, the dates you can’t remember. And talk to Him about the things you enjoy. the picnics and games," Wai Kar-ne Mowuns Wart 67 “You meen like maybe my home run?” A light was beginning to shine in John's eyes. “But Mom, if [prayed like that, well, prayer would be lots more interesting than it is now.” °O1 course it would be,” Mom satd, “Well, I like the idea.” John was almost en- thusiastic, “Really, it i kind of stupid always to say the same things over and over. Hey, Mom, thanks. I'm really going to think about this. And now, Mom, please, can I tell you about my home run? Mom settled bask happily into her foverite chair, “Sure, John, I've got time now.” "Prayer i the opening of the heent to Ged as toa friend” Gteps to Chiist, p. 93). So talk to Him os if He were your best Friend. Especially in the morning, before you go to school, talk over with Him your plans for the day. And ask Him what His plans are for you. And if there is something you'd like ever so ‘much, toll Him about that too. He has promised tohear and answer your prayers ‘But do remember that while Jesus is your Friend, He isstill God. He is not ct dog chaser. 1S GOD A DOG CHASER? DONALD lost his dog, and he prayed that God ‘would help him tind it. The very next morning the dog came heme, Donald said, “Now Tom sure:ea Tur Haver Pant that God loves me.” Allen lost his pet parakeet. He prayed too. but the bird never came back, He said, ‘T guess God doesn't care for me. I arn going to forget ail ‘about Him,” lim lost his best ball. He asked God to help hhim find it, but he never saw that Iball again. itis sil lost in spite of Jim's prayer. Somebody asked him whether he stil believed God loved him. Jim. said, “Sure do. I am not about to give up my. faith in God just because I cant find a ball" There cre two things you should know esout prayer that even many adults do not understemd. ‘The firsts, you should not expect God to give you everything you ask for. Your parents don't give you everything you ask them for, but you siill know they love you. because you know all the other good things they do for you. In the same way You can remember that God loves you even though He doesn't dlways answer ‘your prayers excctly the way you ask Him to, You know He loves you because He has alwerys done s0 much for you. Look at it this way, There are many people who can help you tind things you lose. If ail Ged ‘ever diel for you was to help you tind things you lost, Goel would be nothing more than & dog catcher or « bird chaser or a ball finder Likewise, when you are sick, there are many people who can help: [WanKee ne Moana Wace 69 God does not want us to love Him only be- cmase He helps us find something ot even be- ‘ccuse He makes us well, He does net wamt us to Jove Him just because He helps us the same wary other people: help us. He wants us to love Him because He has done something for us that no one on earth con possibly do—He died to save us for all eternity. ‘What do you think? Will a person who is keeping the Morning Wateh say, “I know God loves te because He helped me find my lost dog’? Or is he more apt to say ‘Whether my deg comes hame ot not, I know God loves me be- ‘ccmuso Chiist died for me"?I WILL DO MY HONEST PART A BOTTLE OF HARD WORK E meaicutter shook his head. “Jim, monk my werds. You will fail unless you do what | tell you" “jim smiled, “Thank you. my friend, but | cannot doit.” The meateutter looked around. He and Jim were standing in « small luutcher shop, "You put practically all your money into this shop. didn't you?" he asked, “] put all of my money into it.” Jem saat. “Did you ever run a store before?” *No," saad Jim. ‘The man smiled, "Then you have lot to learn,” Jim nodded. ‘That's probably right.” ‘The moateutter looked wise. “Thats why I thought I'd fell you the one mest important thing you need to know to run this store suc- Wan Do My Horas Pan cessfully.” “Thanks,” Jim sare. “But its contrary to my principles to give awary free botties of whisky in ‘order to slery in business. and Tm not going to dort "Have it your way,” the moctoutter said. “But the man who owned this store before you always gave a bottle of whisky each week to the chief cook at the hotel, In return for the gift. the cook ‘bought ail the hotel's meat here. you stop giv- ing him his weekly bottle. helll stop giving you the hotels order, and youll go out of business,” Jim was the son of a Methodist minister. He: ‘was sure that « bettie of hard whisky wos not neatly s0 important to success as a bottle of hate _work. He would work for his success. He would do this honest part. Nothing he did would be tatnted ‘by cheating or bribery. He refused to give the ‘hotel cook ci bottie of whisky. And he went out ot ‘business, just es the meatcutter had warmed. ‘im was penniless—flat broke. Apparently the meatteuttor was right. Or was he? Jim stuck to his principles. He got a tempo- rary job at nexttonothing wages. He worked 90 hand that soon he became c partner to the men ‘who hired him. Net long after that he owned a store of his own, selling dry goods—shirls and shoes end sheets and cloth, In 1924 Jim opened a dry-goods store in Hamilton, Missouri, the town where he hadya Tae Hay Pant ‘grown up. It was his 500th store! You've probably bought elothing or shoos or sheets in one of Jim's stores. He had about 1.700 of them before he died ct few years ago. He was more than 90 years old, and was worth miltions upon millions of dollars. You know his name ‘woll; you've seen it on his stores many times—J. C. Penney. He always believed the best way to susceed was to do his honest peat, and give peo- nnle good quality at a fair price. Try his method. It certainly worked for him. See if it won't work for you too, Jesus alwerys did His honest part, Even when He was a boy, "He was not willing to be defec- five, even in the handling of tools. He was pet- feet as a workman, as He was perfect in charocter. By His own example He tought that it fs our duty tobe industrious, that our work should be performed with exaciness and thoroughness" The Destre of Ages, p. 72). PHYLLIS WAS A FAKER PHYLLIS was ci faker. Every time stie hati to do something sho didn’t want to do, she would fake that sha was sick, even though she wesc college student and should have grawn up already. For example, if thete wos « test coming up cand Phyllis wasn't ready for it, she: would roll her eyes and rub her forehead and whine, "Oh, I'm Wat Do Mr Howes Per 7a so sick, Lect possibly tke thet test today." ‘Aifer so long a time Miss George, the schoo! nurse, became suspicious. She noticed that Phyllis never scemed to get sick when she was doing what she liked to do, But she would have to be careful about accusing her of foking, for she knew the git could make g temible fuss. So Miss George set her mouth timmy and biced her time. ‘And in due time Phylts gave herself wary. It happened the weekend the college band went con tour. Phyllis was «x member of the band, and wos expected to go, But there wos a program that Saturday night at the college that she wanted very much 10 see—and I think there was a boy fond, too, who hoel asked her to st with him. So just before the band was to leave on Friday, Miss George got a message: "Phyllis says she has at sore threat and wants you to get her excused from the band trip.” “Humph,” snorted Miss George: Patiently she examined Phyllis’ throat. "Nothing wrong with you," she sata. “Oh, but I'm sick,” wailed Phyllis ‘Til talk to the band direct Geerge. Tho band director said, “Phyllis has a solo part. She must come.” Whining and weeping. Phyllis got on the bus. She sat by herself in the back, carefully nursing her sonow and laying her plans, She dicin't make much fuss till the bus came neat740 The Hasey Pars the town where the first progiam was to be Given. Then she let out with a moumful wad. “Oh, Tm $9 sick. My throats sore, and no. body will help me. I want to;go home.” One of the members of the church where the band was to play heard aiout Phyllis, and not ‘Knowing what a faker she was, he drove her in ‘his car all the way back to the college that nigh!—150 miles. Phyllis was quite pleased with herself. Her ‘Blan wos working well. She was back at the col logo, There wes only one moze problem. Miss ‘George had given orders that anyone who missed church Sabbath morning had to stay home Saturday night, Phylis dressed te go to church. But Miss George saw her going through the hall “So,” sho seid, "my ittle gist who was 50 sick she hadi to be brought home from the band tour 's able to get up this moming. Oh, ne. Girls who ene that sick stay in bed. Back you ge." All that day Phyllis stayed in bed. and ail ‘day Sunday, She got «dose of castor ofl and a Jot of other berd-tasting medicines. “if she was sick." Miss George told mo, “I was determined to ‘cure her.” Do you fea! lie saying, “Served her right"? I do, But you've got to be careful how you treat fokers and cheats, Phyllis got what she needed anid she never faked again. But some people haven't had all the wonderful opportunities Wat Do MvHowst Par 75, Adventist young people have. Some are even terught that itis right to cheat. They grow up bo- eving the world is against them, and the only way to-get chead is to be tricky and dishonest. Some of these unforlunate young people end up in reform school or in jer. If you ever mest one ‘of them, youll have to ask Jesus to give you wis- dom and tact to know how to help them. Remember it is only by the giace of God that you cam do your honest pert: the grace of God ‘can help the worst young people to change and do thoir honest part too, God may want to use you in helping to bring about this wonderful change in them, ‘WAS PHILIP FAITHFUL? ‘ONE doric stormy night I stored uncertainty out the window of a rustic cabin. One question hammered at my mind: “Did Philip do what 1 gaked hitn todo?” Ithe had, I could get into bed, It he hadnt, | might be in the process of losing more than two hundred dotars T moved to the cubin doorway and gazed out. We were camping—a hundred Pathfinders, their counselors, and I Rain was falling steadily, driven by @ powerful wind that carried the storm through open windows and splashed rain drops cn unprotected beds.76 TE HAY Pant ‘Must I stumble out through all that mud anid water, ct one o'clock in the morning? Did Philip do what Lasked him? f only I knew. ‘My mind went back to the afternoon. Almost everyone had gone on a hike Afterwards t had driven as many of the hikers ‘as possible back to camp in my cor Some of the tls let their swectters on the front seat. Just be- foro vespers they caked me for them. Philip wes ‘walking nearby, and T tuned to him and scx, “Philip, please go to my car and get all the sweaters you find there, then lock up the cer.” Philip retumed in a few minutes with the sweaters, and I thought nothing more about the matter Then. not long before midhight, it began to rain. Of course, 1 wes anxious to see that all the campers were dry and under cover. Suddenly the thought dashed into my mind, ‘What's happening to my car? The last time I had seen the car, the win- dows were wide open. The hikers had left them. that way. With the windows open, the wind would be diving all this rain inside. The sects would be stained, The floor mats would be soaked. fd herve to get new seat covers, and perhaps new floor mots too. I woukt cost erhunctied dollars at least And the windows were open—unless Philip had closed them os Thad asked. Wu Do My Honest Par Was Philip fatthtul? Ithe wos, I could crawi into bed and go to sleep. If he wasn't, the wery this storm was blow. ing, there might be more than sect covers and floor mats to replace by morning, ‘With @ groan I sat on the edge of the bed and tolled up the legs of my pajamess. I pulled shoes — ‘old ema damp and sticky—onto my bore feet. Then | stood in the doorway and looked out. Must Igo through that mud andl rain? Better gett over with! Ithrew erroincoat around my shoulders and sailied forth. The dim beam of my tading flash- light reflected off fast-growing pudidies. It led me around patches of mud along the trail under dripping tress, and over the slippery ‘wooden bridige. At last, there wos the com: Were the wincows ‘up? They were! Philip had done exactly what I had asked him to de, There was nothing to ‘womry about! Streiched out in bed 4 few minutes later, ‘with sleep folding corily around my weary ‘body, my last thoughts were, Thank you, Phil, fer doing your honest part. Next time Til know 1 can trust you full. I's c wear, satistying way for ct man. to feel about ct boy, especially in a storm, And you can Giwerys fot that way about any boy—or gil “who by God's grace does his honest jut.1 WILL CARE FOR MY BODY ‘HEALTH REFORM. EVENTH-DAY Adventists herve ai lot to say about heaith reform. What many young Adventists don't reclize fs thet Ellen White ‘wrote so much about how to be healthy because se many of the eomly pioneers of the church were very sick people. Ellen herself was hit on the nose by ar stone when she wos 9 years old, 05 1 can sure you already know. For years after that she was so sick She couldn't go to school, Other Pioneers started cut in good health. but worked so hond they broke down, ‘Young James White was so vigorous that when he needed money to begin printing our first oper, Present Truth, he mowed a 40.acre field with a scythe all by himself. If you think that was easy, try mowing a vacant ity lot—and remem: ber there may be 200 city lots in 40 acres A little later. when the Whites needed money again. Wen CanerorMy Boor 79 James got a job mowing another field. This time thete were soverai other mowers. These men plet- ted among themselves to embarrass the young preacher. They would mow so fast thet be would Jook lke c weakling, Well. they got started—cnd Jarnes White mowed so fast endl so steadily, with- out ever taking a break. that finally the men were exhausted and plecided with him to step while so they could zest. ‘That shows how healthy James White was to stent with. But he didnt know: haw to take care of his health, ond within a few years he suffered @ stroke and had to go to a hospital and take treatments for more than a year, He couldn't preach, and neither could Mis. White becouse ‘she had to look after him, Just about the only pioneer who maintained good health was Joseph Bates—and he had Tacie up his mind to take care of his body wrhile he was still ¢ young sailor, He decided that though almost ail the other scilors drank alco- hol dinks, he wouldnt touch @ drop. He took care of his body in other ways too. He refused il hot spices and narcotics, No drugs for him! Atter he left the sea he walked a lot—many, many miles sometimes trom one preaching op ‘pointment to another. even through snow. God needed to have a job done, The world must be warned that Jess is coming soon, But ‘itnost all the people who were willing to proso Te Harry Pani claim that important message were sick and didn't know how to get well. They were quite sure alcohol and tobacco and tect andl coffee were bad for the body, nd the Whites were ‘edely well convinced that greasy fried food was bad too. There were many “health reformers” who were not Adventists who were printing all kinds of theories about how to keep well, includ ing Mr. Sylvester Graham. who invented Graham flour (for moking Graham crackers), Which theories were right, and which were wrong? The Adventist plonsers needed some- cone to guide them. So in 1863 God gave Ellen White a vision Gout healthful living. In that vision, ema in oth- ers that He gave her later, He showed us all how simple itis t0 keop healthy, Got plenty of exercise, fresh ai. and sleep. Eat simple food—fruits, grains, and nuts. Drink pure ‘water and wash in water too. And trust in Ged ‘That's it. Its so simple, you don't have to be a: Pathiinder to understand it. It's ovon simplo enough for pre-Pathfinders to understand. From all the fuss you hear some people make about “health reform” you'd think it wos teribly citti ult or complicated. It isn't It means, of course, that we won't smoke or drink beer, wine, tea. or coffee, Gr any of the cola drinks, either. Thoy are leaded with eat- {eine, just as coffee is. We won't eat meat, includ TW Cane ror Mev Boor ing hamburgers. Who wants to make his body a decd cow's grave? And, of course, no one with ‘any sense at all uses drugs like marijuana, heroin, or LSD. Well ge to bed early enough at ight fo wake up relreshed in the moming. And ‘we won't nibble candy between meals, 30 we'll bbe realy to eat c full meal af good, body-bulla- ing food when the right time comes. When youte 13 or 14 and growing fast, you eat so much at mealtime that Mother says you'te eating her out of house and home for sure. When you're growing fast you need good, nourishing food three times a day. Later on. when you're grown up, you may choose to have only two meals a day. Ellen White found it worked well for her, when she wos & grect cea older than you are now. The pioneers of our church, Im somy to say, ar gued with Ellen White about the health reform Thessage. But Janes White did his best to follow it fone got mest of his health back ond lived tl he ‘was 60, working hard every day. As for Elen, so desperately sick as cr gil, her health improved so auch that sho lived to bo 87. Caring for your body really pays off. And the earlier you begin, the better. Aren't you glad you know these things so that you can begin Tight now?‘Tem Hav Pas DECISION AT THE OUTSET ‘THE room wos full of Boys, It wos almost dinner- time. A man entered. clapped his hands. and all wos silent “T have an important announcement to mmeite," the mom said, “The king hes decided that from now on your diet shall be the same os his— the best and finest food tn the land. He hopes you ‘will eat well. so you can serve him and extend the glory and power of the kingelom.” Other doors opened. and waters entered camying trays loaded with exotic food—hacen ‘and ham and roasted peacock, pethaps. and cage bottles of wine, Sounds of joy tise from many mouths. What food! What pertectty delightful food! No need for ‘the king to wige them to ect this But four boys are not so happy, They are teenagers. They grew up in homes where Ged was worshiped, ond all their lives they had ‘been taught not to-eat such things, ‘Already, plates leacied with delicacies are being placed in front of them, Why not eat this food? The folks back home will never know. Home is 600 miles away by the shortest route, The four boys look around. All the others are eating. If just four boys refuse to eat. they will be krughed at for sure, Or perhaps something ‘worse will happen. 1 Wei Gaz ros My Boor sa ‘The king has promised to give them an ede cation. They are to be trained to be rulets ond governors in the empire. If they will only hold on now, get their education, then be

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