Sorrow looks back, Worry looks around, Faith looks up
The mass of men worry themselves into nameless graves while here and there a great unselfish soul forgets himself into immortality.
Our young people are diseased with the theological problems of original sin, origin of evil, predestination, and the like. These never presented a practical difficulty to any man,--never darkened across any man's road, who did not go out of his way to seek them. These are the soul's mumps, and measles, and whooping- coughs, and those who have not caught them cannot describe their health or prescribe a cure. A simple mind will not know these enemies.
Keep cool: it will be all one a hundred years hence.
