Do we?--but what use to go on reminding men of truths which no one
believes, because they are too painful and searching to be believed in
comfort? What use to tell men what they never will confess to be true--
that by every crime, folly, even neglect of theirs, they drive a thorn
into their own flesh, which will trouble them for years to come, it may
be to their dying day? And yet so it is.


Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small;
Though with patience He stands waiting, with exactness grinds He all.


As those who neglect their fellow-creatures will discover, by the most
patent undeniable proofs, in that last great day, when the rich and poor
shall meet together, and then, at least, discover that the Lord is the
maker of them all.



Footnotes:

{1} These sermons by the Rev. Charles Kingsley M.A., late rector of
Eversley and Canon of Westminster, were edited by the Rev. W. Harrison,
M.A., rector of Brington.--DP.