There is nothing here but a bit
of glass. J.R. Miller One of the most wonderful
diamonds in the world is the Mountain of Light. It now belongs
to England, but originally came from India. The gem was put into
the hands of Lord John Lawrence for safekeeping. Half unconsciously,
Lord John thrust the diamond, which lay in a little box, into
his waistcoat pocket. Burdened with many cares, he
forgot all about the precious stone. Six months afterwards,
a message came from the Queen, ordering that the great jewel
be sent to her at once. Then Lord John remembered that
the gem had been given to him, and also his carelessness. Summoning
his servant, he asked him if he had found a little parcel
some months before in one of his pockets. With great anxiety,
Lord John awaited the man's answer. Yes, sir, I found it, and put
it in one of your dressers." Lord John bade him to bring it,
and the servant brought the little box. Fold after fold of wrappings
were removed, and there lay the wondrous diamond, shining like
the sun. The old servant was utterly unconscious
of the immense treasure he held in his hands. There is nothing
here but a bit of glass, he said. Then Lord John told him of its
value, and most carefully was the gem guarded until the Queen
herself laid it among the jewels of her crown. There is in the
possession of each one of us a far more precious and costly
gem than the mountain of light. What are we doing with our soul? Are we treating it as if it were
of no value? Are we, like Lord John, wrapping
it up in the folds of neglect and overlooking it altogether
while we are busy with other things? For what will it profit
a man if he gains the whole world and loses his soul? Mark 8, 36.