Life thoughts, gathered from the extemporaneous discourses of Henry Ward Beecher. By one of his congregation.

LIPE THOUGHTS. 63
WWHEN our cup runs over, we let others drink the
drops that fall, but not a drop from within the rim,
and call it charity; when the crumbs are swept
from our table, we think it generous to let the dogs
eat them; as if that were charity which permits
others to have what we cannot keep; which says to
Ruth, " Glean after the young men," but forgets to
say to the young men, " Let fall also some of the
handfuls of purpose for her."
THERE is no such preaching as the experience
which a man gives who has just realized the sinfulness of his soul. I often hear myself out-preached
by some new convert who can hardly put words together. Some say experimental preaching is shallow. Shallow! It is deep as the soul of God.
MEN are afraid of breaking down where they are
strongest, but are seldom afraid of their weaknesses.
If a man is hard, he fears mellowness. A proud
man watches lest lie should let himself down. A
selfish man is vigilant against being unduly tempted by profuse kindness; and no man has a more
salutary fear of rash generosity than he whose pores
are sealed so tight that all the suns of prosperity