'Salute Urbane, our helper in
Christ . . . Greet Priscilla and Aquila, my helpers in Christ.' And both
Paul and John and all the apostles were forward to confess in their
epistles how much they owed of their apostolic success, as well as of
their personal comfort and joy, to the helpers, both men and women, their
Lord had blessed them with.
Now, the most part of us here to-night have been at the Lord's Table to-
day. We kept our feet firm on the steps as we skirted or crossed the
slough that self-examination always fills and defiles for us before every
new communion. And before our Lord let us rise from His Table this
morning. He again said to us: 'Ye call Me Master and Lord, and ye say
well, for so I am. If I then have given you My hand, and have helped
you, ye ought also to help one another.' Who, then, any more will
withhold such help as it is in his power to give to a sinking brother?
And you do not need to go far afield seeking the slough of desponding,
despairing, drowning men. This whole world is full of such sloughs.
There is scarce sound ground enough in this world on which to build a
slough-watcher's tower.
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