"We are His workmanship." Some of us have been moulded in the soft clay, touch by touch, by the gentle finger of Love; and others have been chiselled out of the hard, resisting stone, that needed so many hard blows before beauty that lay within could be unveiled; but when the blows were struck unerringly—not one wrongly; not one too many, not one unneeded, and all from the Master's loving Hand.
And others have been purified, as silver seven times in the fire, and on these we look with reverence; for do they not reflect our dear Master's Image.
Ah yes; they bear His mark; they are stamped with His deepest engraving of Love for evermore.
June 1940 BSM