The Master’s Eye

Years ago a gentleman in Ireland had a farm, about a mile and a half from his house. It was situated on the side of a hill, and from his attic window he could get a view of every portion of the land. He would often go to this window, with a powerful telescope, and about five minutes every day he would spend in this way, examining what his workers were doing, and whether the work of the farm was being carried on properly or not. The men happened to know this, and it often quickened them in their various duties to know that the master’s eye from the little attic window might possibly at that very moment be resting upon them. Our Master’s eye is always resting upon us. He sees and knows all we think, or do, or say, and yet how many people act as though God were both blind and deaf!

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