His youth
and young manhood, and learning that it
was the secret of power. Think of thirty
years spent just learning the marvelous
results of simply doing good. What a love
developed in Him!
Don't you think love would develop in you and in me, if we made it our whole business to serve the good--which is God--and our neighbors? Psychologists say that when we do another person a favor we become interested in him as if we had an investment in him. The more we do for him the more interested we are in him. If we do much, we come to love him. Maybe one of the explanations of the love of mothers for their children is that mothers do so much for their children.
We do not love our friends for what they do for us. Most of us would readily admit that the joy of love is in giving. "It is more blessed to give than to receive." I wonder if that's not because the blessing of the giver is that he grows to know what love is, what it means to him, the lover. What experience have you ever had in loving? Did you get your greatest happiness in that love out of what the loved one did for you? Was your greatest joy in the fact that loved one loved you? Or was your happiness--your joy--in loving, and expressing it by every means you could find?
One of the magazines some years ago published a story about a young man who went to work in the foreign correspondence department of a mercantile house in New York. He had very little experience, but
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