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We do not go far into the Acts of the Apostles before we see this chain of witness
working. Peter, accompanied by John, heal the lame man at the gate called "Beautiful"
of the temple. Peter says:
"Why look ye so earnestly on us, as though by our own power or holiness we have
made this man walk?" (Acts 3: 12).
Here, in operation, is the lesson of humility they had learned, and glory is directed to
the real source of healing and power:
"The God of Abraham, and of Isaac, and of Jacob, the God of our fathers, hath
glorified His Son Jesus . . . . . Whom God hath raised from the dead; whereof we are
witnesses, And His name through faith in His name hath made this man strong . . . . . But
those things, which God before had showed by the mouth of all His prophets, that Christ
should suffer, He hath so fulfilled . . . . . Whom the heavens must receive until the times
of restitution of all things, which God hath spoken by the mouth of all His holy prophets
since the world began" (Acts 3: 11, 15, 16, 18, 21).
One could continue to quote to the end of this chapter and put it all in italics for it
seems so vital, as it was to Israel then and as it is to us today. God has proved His
Scriptures true by fulfilled events. These same Scriptures, and they alone, record, God's
intentions that He, God, the Creator of the world and the whole universe, will grant to us
life through His (that of the Lord Jesus Christ) name, the name of His only Son Who died
in our stead on the cross. This eternal life is granted to those who come in faith believing
His written and living Word.
Looking back on that commandment our Lord gave "love one another", we close this
article illustrating a small facet of love that has regard to the many old people we meet
around us. It is the prayer of the very old:
Blessed are they who understand
My faltering step and shaking hand.
Blessed who know my ears today
Must strain to catch the things they say.
Blessed are they who seem to know
My eyes are dim, my mind is slow.
Blessed are they who looked away
When tea was spilled on the cloth today.
Blessed are they who make it known
That I'm loved, respected, not alone.
And blessed are they who ease the days
Of my journey home in loving ways.