He knew, also, that there was no other way to manifest that love than by loving service to his brethren.
He served the lowliest and poorest―
Those who had never heard his name or knew what he did for them, for he gave to all good and noble causes the help and strength that made them powers for good―whose fruitage only the ages can tell.
He served, also, the crying spiritual needs of those, who hungering and thirsting after righteousness came to him as a visible source of strength.
As he learned and taught, watered and was watered, he came to the end of one phase of his being―when he could no longer be held of the flesh.
What was a help in his earlier service outgrown became a hindrance, and the call―
Come up higher was but a consequence of the fitness worn through brotherly service to rise into another sphere, and among other surroundings.
His lips are burning yet with the adoration of his great loving capacity, filled to overflowing, and the brightness of his countenance is that of those who abide with the Lord in the Mount of Transfiguration.
He is full of desire to help and to serve, and his whole nature flows serenely and powerfully on, like a mighty river lit by the beams of the Sun of Righteousness whose radiance is reflected in a thousand sparkling and gleaming lights.
So let him abide in your thoughts, as one who loved his fellow men and whom the Lord has blessed.
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