Welcome with joy each week the day that God has called His day.
To each day of the week God has given its special mission, its share of pleasure and of pain, necessary to purify and fortify and prepare us for eternity.
But Sunday is a day of Love.
On Saturday we lay aside our garments faded and stained by toil, and [pg 113] on Sunday we array ourselves in garments, not only fresher, but more choice and graceful.
Why not prepare the heart, even as we do the body?
During the week has not the heart been wearied with petty strife and discontent, interests marred, bitter words?
Then, why not shake off all this, that only chills affection? On the Saturday let us forgive freely, press the hand warmly, embrace each other; and then peace being restored within, we await the morrow's awakening.
Sunday is God's day of truce for all. That day, laying aside all revenge and ill-feeling, we must be filled with forbearance, indulgence, and amiability.
Oh! how good for us to feel obliged to be reconciled, and each Sunday renews the obligation.
Let us leave no time for coldness [pg 114] and indifference to grow upon us ... it only engenders hatred, and that once established in the heart, oh! how hard is it to cast out again!