Missionary Visitor, The (1912) . powerThe embodiment of all lofty idealsThe begetter of lifeThe promise of the futureThe star of deaths nightThe revealer of GodThe guide and hope and inspiration of man —Western Christian Advocate 82 The Missionary Visitor March1912 OUR CHILDREN One of^the Mothers Mothers in Israel! Read the heart throbs of this article, if you never read anotherline of human experience! Then learn the lesson of thoughtfulness for your sacri-ficing sister; help her bear her load, and never again make it heavier by saying toany missionary mother on furlough and thinking of leavi
Missionary Visitor, The (1912) . powerThe embodiment of all lofty idealsThe begetter of lifeThe promise of the futureThe star of deaths nightThe revealer of GodThe guide and hope and inspiration of man —Western Christian Advocate 82 The Missionary Visitor March1912 OUR CHILDREN One of^the Mothers Mothers in Israel! Read the heart throbs of this article, if you never read anotherline of human experience! Then learn the lesson of thoughtfulness for your sacri-ficing sister; help her bear her load, and never again make it heavier by saying toany missionary mother on furlough and thinking of leaving her children back, or tothe mother sending a child to the field, How can you do it? thus implying, by yourquery, heartlessness and absence of true mother instinct, when the victory has beengained through Divine favor and not human strength. It might be well for such un-sympathizing sisters to search well their own hearts to see if they do love God morethan these and pray for a greater work of grace in their own lives.— NE of the questionswhich come to thevery core of the heartof the missionary fa-ther and mother onthe Indian field is theeducation of theirchildren. It is a ques-tion we have not yetsolved and it touchesus so closely that it iseven hard to talk about only to our Fa-ther, Who knows all about it. Some say this way seems best; othersthat. Before God sent us any childrenwe knew just what should be done withthe missionaries children, but oh, howdifferent it looked when we had to lookat the question over our own babyshead! I tell you we then decided thatwe knew nothing at all about it, only theache in the heart as we thought over nearer the time for decision comes,when the child grows older, the fartherwe like to crowd the question back intosome forgotten corner. But face it wemust! Mothers in the homeland hold up theirhands in horror and say, Leave yourchild in America and go back to India!Why, I never could do that! I love mychild too much. I can nev
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