Secret Disciples

The boy was expressing the opinion of many older than himself when he said to his mother: “I should like to be just such a Christian as father is, for no one can tell whether he is a Christian or not.”
This father is like the clock attached to a certain church, which possessed neither face nor hands, but which was wound up by the sexton on Sundays and continued to tick year after year, affording an apt illustration of the religion which many are content to possess. The movements of the clock were as regular and accurate as anyone could desire, but, inasmuch as it kept the time to itself, no one was the better for its existence.

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