Wednesday, September 9
beauty of the music inside.
Dr Walton said, “There is the same kind of beauty in a good old face that there is in an old church.” You can’t say the church is so trim and neat as it was in the day that the first blast of the organ filled it with a living soul. The carving is not quite so sharp; the timbers are not quite so clean. There is a good deal of mould and worm-eating and cobwebs about the old place. Yet both you and I think it more beautiful now than it was then. Well, I believe it is, as nearly as possible, the same with an old face. It has got stained, and weather-beaten, and worn, but if the organ of truth has been playing on inside the temple of the Lord, which St. Paul says our bodies are, there is in the old face, though both form and complexion are gone, just the beauty of the music inside. The wrinkles and the brownness can’t spoil it. A light shines through it all – that of the indwelling spirit. I wish we all grew old like old churches.-by George MacDonald
help me to trust.