Along the great highway of life there are such resting places; away from theheat of passion and the dust of disappointment, under the cool and refreshingshade of lowly Wisdom, are the humble, unimposing "rest-houses" of peace,and the little, almost unnoticed, byways of blessedness, where alone theweary and footsore can find strength and healing.Nor can these byways be ignored without suffering. Along the great road oflife, hurrying, and eager to reach some elusive goal, presses the multitude,despising the apparently insignificant "rest-houses" of true thought, notheeding the narrow little byways of blessed action, which they regard as unimportant; and hour by hour men are fainting and falling, and numbers thatcannot be counted perish of heart-hunger, heart-thirst, and heart-fatigue.But he who will step aside from the passionate press, and will deign to noticeand to enter the byways which are here presented, his dusty feet shall pressthe incomparable flowers of blessedness, his eyes be gladdened with theirbeauty, and his mind refreshed with their sweet perfume. Rested and sustained,he will escape the fever and the delirium of life, and, strong and happy,he will not fall fainting in the dust, nor perish by the way, but will successfully accomplish his journey. - from "Byways to Blessedness" ----The greatest thing ever known - What is it? Full surely the answer must beone that is absolutely universal, both in its nature and in the possibilities of its app...