A night in Spring . . . and two men walking the Emmaus road—saddened by their master ’s death—bowed down beneath their load, when suddenly Another overtakes them as they walk.

A Stranger falls in step with them, and earnestly they talk—of what is in their hearts—moved by a warm soul-stirring glow—and when they reach Emmaus, they are loath to let Him go; and so they bid Him stay awhile and share their simple board.

And as He breaks the bread . . . they know . They know it is the Lord.

Oh, may He overtake us as the Path of Life we tread! Along our way of sorrow may His radiant Light be shed . . . Oh, may He come to warm the heart and ease the heavy load—and walk with us as long ago He walked the Emmaus Road.

Take the road . . . the lonely road—courageous, unafraid; ready for the journey when the twilight shadows fade . . . God whose Love is Omnipresent—will He fail us then?—or forget the covenant that He has made with men? P ATIENCE STRONG

Jesus never sends a man ahead alone. He blazes a clear way through every thicket and woods, and then softly calls, “Follow Me. Let’s go on together , you and I.” He has been everywhere that we are called to go. His feet have trodden down smooth a path through every experience that comes to us.

He knows each road and knows it well: the valley road of disappointment with its dark shadows; the steep path of temptation down through the rocky ravines and slippery gullies; the narrow path of pain, with the brambly thornbushes so close on each side, with their slash and sting; the dizzy road along the heights of victory; the old beaten road of commonplace daily routine.

Everyday paths He has trodden and glorified, and will walk anew with each of us. The only safe way to travel is with Him alongside and in control. S. D. G ORDON

Come, share the road with Me, My own, Through good and evil weather; Two better speed than one alone, So let us go together .

Come, share the road with Me, My own, You know I’ll never fail you, And doubts and fears of the unknown Shall never more assail you.

Come, share the road with Me, My own, I’ll share your joys and sorrows. And hand in hand we’ll seek the throne And God’s great glad tomorrows.

Come, share the road with Me, My own, And where the black clouds gather , I’ll share thy load with thee, My son, And we’ll press on together .

And as we go we’ll share also With all who travel on it. For all who share the road with Me Must share with all upon it.

So make we—all one company , Love’s golden cord our tether , And, come what may , we’ll climb the way Together—aye, together!

“ROADMATES” BY JOHN OXENHAM

After a long, trying march over perilous Antarctic mountains and glaciers, a South Pole explorer said to his leader , “I had a curious feeling on the march that there was another Person with us!”

Another Person! He is ever there to march side by side with those who trust Him! Take His Hand and Walk with Him!

They that feared the Lord spake often one to another: and the Lord harkened, and heard it, and a book of remembrance was written before him for them that feared the Lord, and that thought upon his name.

It came to pass that, while they communed together and reasoned, Jesus himself drew near, and went with them.—Where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them.—My fellow-labourers, whose names are in the book of life.

Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord.—Exhort one another daily, while it is called to-day; lest any of you be hardened through the deceitfulness of sin.

Every idle word that men shall speak, they shall give account thereof in the day of judgment. For by thy words thou shalt be justified, and by thy words thou shalt be condemned.—Behold, it is written before me.