The Jordan Valley and Petra . its silent billowy masses of white clouds look likebanks of eternal snow beneath the solid the storm clouds lower and the heavens growdark, its waters become inky-black and the belatedmariner on its troubled face shrinks from the tem-pest which lowers above the mountain tops, but hecannot shut out the storm which rumbles at himfrom below his tremblins^f craft. His faith fails, hisarm weakens, and everything earthly and stableseems slipping from his grasp. But he who hasseen the sunshine burst through a rift in the stormclouds, lighting the
The Jordan Valley and Petra . its silent billowy masses of white clouds look likebanks of eternal snow beneath the solid the storm clouds lower and the heavens growdark, its waters become inky-black and the belatedmariner on its troubled face shrinks from the tem-pest which lowers above the mountain tops, but hecannot shut out the storm which rumbles at himfrom below his tremblins^f craft. His faith fails, hisarm weakens, and everything earthly and stableseems slipping from his grasp. But he who hasseen the sunshine burst through a rift in the stormclouds, lighting the face of Galilee, making thewind and the wave sink swiftly to rest, has seen theheavens open and caught sight of a vision that willnever fade from his memory. It seems no longer strange that God who lovesbeauty in everything He has created should havechosen this matchless spot as the home ofthat matchless Person in whom earth and heavenare forever linked ; in whom the human andthe Divine, the shadow and the real, the temporal. Galilee 127 and the eternal melt harmoniously together, asthe sea and the mountains and sky melt in thelake. The Galilean scenes in Christs life arethe quieter, happier scenes of His earthly exist-ence. Here is where He chose and tauo-ht and o trained His disciples,—he who would follow theearthly footsteps of our Master must often visitthe Lake of Galilee. We pitched our tents at Tabigha and spent theevening in the German Catholic Hospice. TheDirector, Zephyrin Biever, a splendid big man witha patriarchal beard, entertained us hospitably. Hespeaks English well, having lived for a time inTexas. His Arabic name is Khuri Daud, andhe has lived here eleven years and six years inMadeba, beyond the Jordan, whither we were travel-ling. He gave us letters to a French priest information that was of value to us. ThisHospice is the property of a German ColonizationSociety, whose aim is not to send out Germancolonists, but to secure lands and invite theoppre
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