said was
impossible. Impossible! That word is found only in the dictionary of
superstition.

But your faith, young man, you who are about to go into the Pulpit,
does not deal with little things. It is not interested even in the
large affairs of statesmanship, as such. Yet it embraces all matters.
It involves concerns more important than all history.

Limitless eternity is its field. Everlasting life is its subject. The
Ancient of Days is its awful familiar. It has to do with the righteous
conduct of individual men and women here on earth and of their eternal
felicity in the world to come. The Ineffable One whose crucifixion has
made the cross a symbol of all good and the emblem of our highest hope
is its divine and inspiring author.

How noble the attitude of that intellect which is uplifted by a belief
so glorious. No wonder that he who possesses this faith works miracles
in human character more astounding than the dazzling wonders which
science wrings from reluctant matter. No, not he who _possesses_ this
faith, but him whom this _faith_ POSSESSES. The faith is the
reality--you are but the instrument through which that faith works out
the winning of the world. Look to your faith then, you who seek to
save the souls of men.

For now as ever mankind awaits the magic voice of him whose faith in
God the Father, in Christ His son and in the life eternal is strong as
knowledge itself. Think of John Wesley, think of Ignatius Loyola,
think of the inspired young man who this very year has lifted all
Wales to spiritual heights as elevated as those to which Savonarola
led beautiful and dissolute Florence, and the fire of whose revival
promises to spread over the United Kingdom, purifying all it touches.

What said they of the Master? "For He spake as one having authority
and the common people heard Him gladly." It was true of Him, too. And
it has been true of each of those princes of faith who, during two
thousand years, have followed the directions of their thorn-crowned
Lord.

He declared to his disciples: "If ye have faith as a grain of mustard
seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place;
and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you."

If you have not an undoubting belief, you may carve out your sentences
as curiously as you will; deliver them with the voice of music, and
yet be nothing but an entertainer. Speaking as one of the "men of the
street," as one of the millions, I