SOME years ago my wife and I were sailing by passenger ship en route to the mission field. We were young and recently married and found the rather fast type of entertainment provided by the ship's officers not too much to our Adventist tastes. . .
THE so-called British Chronological and Astronomical Association was originally established as a society in 1879. J. B. Dimbleby was still the head of it as late as as 1897, when its quarters were at Memorial Hall, Farringdon Street, London, E. C. Dimbleby was author and editor of the book All Past Time, on the title page of which he designated himself as "Premier Chronologist to the British Chronological and Astronomical Association, London," and as "First Enumerator of all the Eclipses and Transits."
NO MINISTER enjoys pleading for funds or employing gimmicks to squeeze money out of unwilling people. The pastor need not assume the role of a fund raiser if he will seriously undertake his commission, "Teaching them to observe all things what soever I have commanded you." If you have financial problems in your church, may I suggest that you seriously undertake a program of STEWARDSHIP EDUCATION. . .
WHY is it so hard for some people to see the Sabbath truth? Why do people want to believe in an eternally burning hell? What are the best nights of the week on which to hold meetings? What seems to be a good worable length for a campaign?
CENTURIES ago a king in Ceylon employed the most famous painters of his day to paint the portraits of the beautiful ladies of his harem on the walls of his rock fortress. In order to satisfy the exacting demands of the king, the men consumed much time and spared no pains to make the portraits treasured works of art. When these paintings were discovered centuries later they became a part of the national heritage. A few months ago a few men daubed the portraits with green paint. It was an act of vandalism that tore the heart of the nation. . .
THE pastor who preached our sermon on Sabbath left school when he had finished only grade 4 of the primary level. He has never been to secondary school or college. He has never written a thesis or obtained a diploma. . .
When I was a young girl I looked forward each summer to the visit of my aunt who worked in a city some distance away. It seemed to me that she came from another world, so far removed was her talk of skyscrapers, concerts, and elevated trains from my little world of barns, silos, and pastures. . .