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COLUMNS
December 17, 1943
COliUMM
VOLUME III
i
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NUMBER 3
Published by Louisburo Coixet.e Students eight
times during the collegiate year
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f>icf Votf Go?
“Do not read this: I will go to Sunday school De
cember 5.
“Xow I must go or—V’
Did you read Mr. Kilby’s announcement ? Did you
go? If you didn’t why don’t you try going—at least
once? Surely those who have been attending Sunday
school have really gained something both from
the worshij) services and the lessons.
The percentage of boys’ attendance has been con
siderably letter than girls! The question of why more
girls do not go has been the subject of much discus
sion. Some say they need sleep. Well, perhaps they
do; but sleej) at some other time would do them just
as much good, perhaps more, for late rising some
times makes for a sluggish day.
During a Sunday school hour in the auditorium it
ia disturbing to hear footsteps overhead; the noise
interferes witli concentration on the lesson, and that
Hame noise bi trays the absence of persons that are
wanted at Sunday school. As long as these foot
steps are heard, there will be proof that, even though
the ninety and nine are there, there is yet the
hundredth.
Whoever knows a really good reason for not going
to Sunday school .should make that reason known.
The information gathered on the camj)us so far is
surelj' in suj)])ort of its being worthwhile to go.
Yet some still say,
“To go or not to go; tliat is the question.”
Student Interludes
ff HAT DOES CHRISTMAS MEAI\ TO YOU?
Do you always think of gifts, par
ties, and the fun you are planning
to have? Christmas has a deeper
meaning.
The first Chri.stmas God gave to
man his greatest gift. Now at Christ
mas time, remembering that first
Christmas, we should offer something
of our best in being truly thoughtful.
especially of the poor and the needy,
and in trying to help them to be
happy at Christmas-time.
How are we going to spend Christ
mas this year? Might we not try to
see what a real Christmas we can
have by trying to live it in the
spirit of that first Christmas!
—Josephine Lassiter.
CHRIST IS REIGISIISG
CHRISTMAS MORN
Scru'Tchk: And xmldenly
llirre was irilJt fhe angel a 7mtl-
lilnde of the heavenly host
praising God, and saying,
(llory to (rod in the highest,
and on earth peace, good will
toward men.
—Luke 2 :13,14.
ffofie sail Shines
Today in a world of chaos—a world trembling as
never before under the heavy blows of war Christ
mas should bring deepened meaning and broadened
rciilizjitioii. T)ic ccnti-al iiicHiiing tliat Oliristinas
signifies “J’eace on earth, good will towai’d men
seems strangely denied in a world at war. 1 here is
no peace in the more widespread sense*, for there
exists war in almost all of the nations of the world;
and, with war, there cannot be a strong good will
toward men.
But there is hope for the world—a greater hope
probably than ever before. As the Christmas season
approaches, the very minds and beings of all mankind
stem to fill with the Christmas sjiirit. Even Scrooge-
like souls Rcem to ex]>and to the joyous inspiration
that was given to the world nearly two thousand years
ago, when in a lowly manger in Bethlehem, the
Christ Child was Imrn. As that star shone from the
East that night, the Sheijherds knew that a wonder
of heaven had come to earth—just as the world today
knows that wonder that was given to live on and on
in the ag!8 to come.
Christmas this year will be different in many ways.
The American soldiers on the battlefield will still be
at work fighting for the freedoms that, are so dear.
Elaborate and expensive gifts will not be so numerous
as in years of j>eace; the jollity of the occasion will
be le.ssened, for thoughts will travel far away to
camps and battlefield where loved ones are.
Yes, true realization of the Christmas spirit will
perhaps !)(• experienced more keenly and widely than
ever before. Hope for grace and good will are not
dead; they are j>erhaps far more alive than ever
before, in licarts that more earnestly watch and pray.
Btizpah
Oscar Fuller and Billy Lewis have recently joined
that gradually increasing group of Tvouisburg boys
in service. Their going represents a loss to campus
life. Since the war started, students of the campus
have had to meet such losses many times and have
seemed to realize that they must be met with courage
and with determination to carry on in campus life
while the boys carry on in camp life.
“Heart must be keener, courage the hardier,
]?older our mood so our band diminisheth.”
Eaton Holden and Steve Cresswell also had left
for service. Eaton is at Alabama Polytechnic, and
Steve Cresswell is in the naval liospital at Bainbridge
having bt^en scheduled for extended treatment.
Along with an assurance to Oscar, Billy, Eaton
and Steve—now all four in the Navy—of kind thoughts
goes also a special wish for them in words familiar
to many a youth of today:
“The Lord bless thee and keep thee.”
A Christmas story by Alariam Shearin was to have
appeared in this issue of Columns, but space did not
permit. If Christmas should last all the year, as surely
it should, the next issue will not be too late.
2>ea^
l)(‘ar Mom, >
.lust think! It’s only day.s now before I’ll be at
home with you for the holidays. Christmas is here
at last. You know. Mom, I used to think college
folks would be grown-up alxnit Christmas, but I’m
afraid I’m not. I’m trying to make myself think
I’m willing to give u]> getting presents this year,
when so many jieople in the world don’t have enough
food or clothes; then I get really ashamed of myself
when I start thinking how I’d just love to have a
new suit, though my old one would Ik; luxury to
thousands in war zones. What makes me like that,
Mom ? I begin to feel myself no good s])ort at all.
I’d better talk about soinetliing else though. We
boys divided into two teams, an Army and a Navy
team. We played basketball, and what a game! It!
ended 10 to 10; so wo i>layed until it finally ended
111 to 18 in favor of the Navy. I don’t think I have i
ever played in such a thriller before. j
In chapel the other day a program was given to;
show us how to eat correctly. Miss Stipe certainly |
kiiew' how to put the idea over. After 1 saw that j
j)rograni, T l)egan to wonder liow I looked fo otlier;
|)eo])le wliile I was eating. Since I don’t want anyone '
t,i think you taught me to do the wrong way, Mom,
I've decided to be more careful. Miss Stipe had some
students do a skit that surely showed us what poor
manners looked like. For example, leaning on elbows, ^
coining to the table half dressed, talking across to |
those at other tables, eomi)laining about food, and, to
toi) it all, asking the waitress to do this or that
instead of letting the host or hostess ask.
Dizzy with do’s and don’ts at the table, .1 believe
I’d better close.
Your now jierfect gentleman,
Willie.
Once again His star is shining;
Its light doth alt the earth en
shrine.
M'e .see the Il’we Men from afar;
H'e hear the Angels’ songs of peace;
We meet to honor the Saviovr of
men;
Ife sing His praise, proclaim His
lore,
For it is Christma.‘ tide,
And Christ, the Lord, is reigning
O’er the peoples of the earth.
“O Holy Star of Bethlehem,
Thy fair enshrining light
/.s giving hope to all the world
And peace to all manl'ind.
And (Jhrist. the Lord, is reigning
O’er the peoples of the earth.”
—Maky Oaklkv.
SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS
The Sjnrit of Christmas has come my
way;
I'he might is .'ftill and the clouds are
gray;
Carols sing from the village choir.
Telling the peace that .wnls desire;
I’he chill winds heavenly music
bring.
The carols the angels once did sing.
They sing of the night when Christ
ii'as horn,
When a- radiant sl'y gave earth its
morn.
In “Silent Night” their voices hlend
With the message that only God can
send!
That men were to learn the way of
of love
From the great gift sent from the
Father above.
And now starry nights and beautiful
snow
On the scenes of nature seem to
shotv
That God is supreme and his spirit
tonight
Will watch over us until morning
light.
ll’c botu in reverence and thariks
again
For God’s gift of peace and good
will to men.
—Edna Move.
(Exchange Column)
Something for us to k'ar in mind as young Christian
students:
“We believe that Methodist students in common
with other Christian students are debtors of the
ages and trustees of the future.”
—Christian Education Magazine.
Let us try to show our awareness of this fact from
day to day:
“Of all the people in the world today, we in college
are a small minority; and because of that simple
fact we should be full of gratitude to those who are
making it possible for us to attend a Christian school.”
—The Twig, Meredith College.
I’erhaps this has also been your thought at times!
“Oh Time in your flight
Please make the bell ring
Before I recite.”
—The Torch, Pfeiffer Junior College.
A wise bit of advice! live up to it.
“Live for something! having a purpose, a goal, and
strive to achieve that goal.”
—The Torch, Pfeiffer Junior College.
Friendship! What would we do without it?
“Cultivate friendships. You will find here many stu
dents can definitely make your life richer through
your associations with them, if you will only become
their friend. There are many benefits from a college
education, but one of the greatest is the enrichment of
your life through knowing others.”
—Campus Comments, Mitchell College.
“Often it’s wise to swallow your pride and conserve
your capital.”
—Campus Comments, Mitchell College.
SISOW Y CHRISTMAS
As I peered out the wihdow, I saw
flutfy little snowflakes feathering
their way to the ground. They were
not choice about where they fell;
they were just making a Christmas
blanket for Mother Nature. They
first lodged on the tree tops, high
buildings, and large fields, but after
that they began to fall more thickly
in other places. They wove their way
between boughs and under roofs of
the barn yard. These cushiony
flakes gave me the real spirit of
Christmas. God was making the out
door world beautiful for the occa
sion. Green furs were trimmed in
w'hite snow, and black birds were
flying everywhere. The setting sun
gave the snow a brilliant tint of
pink—a wonder of color that only
God can paint or express.
I remembered, too, that only God
could give so bounteously; our
Christmas snow does not go around
and decorate just the ground of the
wealthy, but it beautifies he ground
of the poor as well. The little child
of poverty may not have his stock
ing filled so full as that of the little
child of riches, but the poorest child’s
little cedar God trims with the same
love and care that he expends upon
upon the forest tree seen by the eyes
of the most wealthy.
These are just a few thoughts that
rushed through my mind as I
watched God’s work go on in a world
becoming more beautiful beneath my
The curnulous clouds were bended
loiv.
Circling the hill as mantles of snow.
Darkness and 'silence were resting
there;
The shadows of night ivere deep, pro
found,
Casting a sable curtain around.
Hushing the world with its pain and
care.
Then, piercing the depths of gloom
afar,
There flashed the light of a brilliant
star.
Gilding the mountains and valleys
ivith light.
There in the Eastern sky ’twas burn-
ing!
The. shepherds saw ivithout dis
cerning
The deeper meaning of the ivondrous
sight.
Their hearts were filled with un-
knou'n dread
Till the Angel drew near and softly
said:
“Fear not, good tidings of joy I
bring.”
1 hen o’er Judea’s plains were rina-
ing
Heavenly songs that fhe hosts were
singing
' Glory to God, praise the new-born
King.”
Glad tidings blest! yea, the Christ
was born
Unto his world that Christmas
morn.
As a little child he came to earth.
Clothed as we, but a God concealing,
Drawing so near. His love reveal-
ing—
Oh, glad the day of the Saviour’s
birth !
He came to guide our feet in a way
That shineth unto the perfect day—
Immaculale one, all holy and good,
Leaving his home in yon bright
Heaven,
To lead us there with, sins forgiven.
Can ever'such love be understood?
Hail the blest day, let His praise
abound;
Roll over this earth a joyful sound.
For unto us a Saviour is born.
Oh, may His love with peace de
scending.
Softly, as angels’ songs are blending.
Abide ivith us this glorious morn.
—Alice Bullock.
THE STAR STILL SHIISES
gaze.
—^Maey Lloyd Sutton.
Sirens still dread alarms impart;
Fright doth prevail in each human
heart.
Then fearful eyes look toward the
sky.
And there hangs the star like a
watchful eye.
It gives then its signal by twinkling
its light
Through this cloudy, ghostly, and
darkened night.
’Tis the star that led Wise Men on
their way
To the Christ child lying upon the
hay.
It is God’s signal for us to see
That nations and people will yet he
free.
The 'star shines on o’er every land
Showing there will always he light
for man.
It shines not only on Christmas
night.
But it mil always shed its light.
—Eobebt Willifokd.