President's Letter

White Ribbon, Volume 44, Issue 537, 18 September 1940, Page 3

President's Letter

Is, \t.' .irti\elj ■ ngagi d in u m in- and in km' I • the tit I believe that ymi tUo sincere]} praying for righteous to prevail and for evil to be arU d. Ma ivc I keep "ti. radio's lit pluck a lod) I toss it con ■ : < tailed w ititt ti"t< - "i a \ iolin blown ;ur<»ss tin- mountains or the dm : like crimson tilled ir'»m thin bhie ail should m<trtats \\-»n ! ><>d pra cr? * >n \\<>r' and soldiers and sailors, and keep on and will answer i' but krt p ■ >n fighting to• The k trade is hindcrii r) good k, and is hindering the winning van V tsked to Krow pigs, ■.'l bac 'ii to Britain. But what is ening in Britain ? Takt not< i <i it s and poultr} art lx d or i off for lack of food, wbilsl the is destroying enoug h bai and maize to feed million!! \¥ >ultry, and enough sugai to fci> i msumei at extra rat Internal* >nal Rect >rd qw >t» - Mi I Heath, who in a lecture said tragi 'ln- oi tli world to s that man) of the men who an ition pou er and responsi . which should entble them to • a rapid solution of the uwld's ivi their vision hlnrred b) unoki clouds of personal liabit. as the) sink down into c '■ ! i armchairs to removi the ia\ b) regular doses of th< bt in to think that all things might be woe wast< n. and liquor seems ind tlk - j es of flu public U "id.l in »aved ii tin- Govern drastfcall) curtailed the facilities • - wi rs and distills rs t<. contimn il waste \\ Y are on th< ng side wlnn we an- figl I We are fighting t" produce ill, social, nigral and spiritual • - lor our country and nation U a<irth while" I read s<unewhere thi word "impossible" is onl) i«> un«! in the dictionarj of fools.

“White Ribboners’’ <lo not use that word when they join the W.C.T.C. and pledge themselves to fight till “death or victory.” It is the spirit of Christ—who with sacrificial love gave Himself to saw a world, that enables Hi* followers to keep on praying and working with the sure hope of victory. E'er yours, JESSIE HIETT. IMPOSSIBLE. “Impossible," you *a> ? Kay, Nay, niy friend! That i* a word for weakling*, not tor men. Ev’n now let prayer unto your God ascend For overcoming faith, and grace—and then— Lift up your eyes, lift up your heart, and go In God’s Almightiness to attempt the task. Believing thi*: Yea, this thing surely know, Your strength is measured by the things ye ask* No thing’s impossible that “ought to he!" Though, if you say so, you’ll he reckoned odd By worldlings, who but worldly factors see. And, oft as not, forget to count in God! I. \mhrose Roberts.