| The Secrets of a Beautiful Life |
Chapter 4 |
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There is a little poem that tells of a bird with a broken wing which one found in a woodland meadow: —
“I healed it’s wound, and each morning
It sang its old sweet strain;
But the bird with the broken pinion
Never soared as high again.
I found a young life broken
By sin’s seductive art;
And, touched with a childlike pity,
I took him to my heart.
He lived with a noble purpose,
And struggled not in vain;
But the life that sin had stricken
Never soared as high again.
Yet the bird with the broken pinion
Kept another from the snare;
And the life that sin had stricken
Raised another from despair.”
This little poem teaches two lessons. One is, that the second chance is not so good as the first. The bird with the broken wing never soared as high again as it had soared before. The young life which sin had broken, but which grace had headed, never was quite so beautiful again as before it was stricken, never soared so high in its flight as it would have done if sin had not hurt it.
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