Bethel University - Spire Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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►•{ 1930 BETHANNUAL 1930 } - A. J. WINGBLADE, B. A.. M. A. Principal William Jewell College “llrrc stth quirt but awful baud I.ike the best emperors thou dost eoin maud.” H. C. WINGBLADE, B. A. Washburn College His pen was striking, resistless and bland. Ilis manners wrrr gentle, torn plying and grand.'-’ FRANCES MAY ANDERSON, B. A. Fargo College And -virtues she has many More than I with pen have skill to show. MARGARET DAHLEN. B. A. Macalester College “The (harm that in her spirit lives, no changes can destroy. U GEORGE FRIDEN, Th. D. Southern Baptist Theological Seminary Howe'er it be, 'tis only noble to be good. Fourteen

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-Vr| |9.?0 B F. T H A N N U A I 1930 President's Message “Thou crownest the year with thy goodness. —The Psalmist. These words may not strike a responsive chord in every heart and the more pathetic is it when they do not. The years have much in them that speak of the goodness of a Kind Heavenly Father to the heart that has eyes to sec and ears to hear the story of the years. The past year at Bethel has been no exception, which is a teal cause of joy and thanksgiving. It has yielded its lessons and given an inspiration for coming years and tasks. We arc up against no easy task when we endeavor to make an inventory of the goodnesses of God—many of them such that money cannot buy—as home, parents, church, friendship, fellowship, happiness, health, courage, faith, love to God ami fcllowbeings, mental and spiritual growth and the development of character. Watch anyone who is bankrupt of these possessions try to secure them at the bank or investment broker and you will observe a ludicrous scene, for he is. indeed, a sorry spectacle. Yet. through the kind leading of God they have come into our lives almost as the air wc breathe and the sunshine we enjoy as wc have yielded ourselves to the will of God. An interesting anecdote comes to us from the life of Mrs. Alice Freeman Palmer, speaking one hot July day to a school room full of girls in the slums of Boston. Each one of the girls held in her arms a baby which it was her task to tend. “Now, said Mrs. Palmer, what shall I talk to you about this morning, girls? Up spoke a small, pale-faced, heavy-eyed child, with a fat, heavy baby in her lap. Tell us how to he happy, and the rest took up the word; “Yes. tell us how to he happy. With pitiful tears in her eyes at the sight of those poor children of the dirty, sickly, miserable slums wanting to find happiness. Mrs. Palmer gave them three rules for being happy: First, commit something to memory every day— something good. It needn't be much—three or four words will do; a Bible verse is best of all. Do you understand? she said, much afraid that they didn't. But one little girl cried out: I know, you want us to learn something we’d be glad enough to remember i: wc went blind. That's it exactly,” answered Mrs. Palmer, with delight, something you'd like to remember if you went blind.” Her second rule was, “Look for something pretty every day— a leaf, a flower, a cloud, a star—and stop long enough before it to say, ‘Isn't it beautiful and the girls promised they would every day. Her third rule was: Do something for somebody every day. Oh, that’s easy, the girls cried; “we have to tend babies and run errands every day; isn't that doing something for somebody? And Mrs. Palmer told them it was. These simple rules might serve as a quizz concerning the message and measure of the past year. How much and what of that which is good, worth keeping and helpful have you stored in your memory to carry into another year? How much of that which is beautiful and lovely to look upon and think of have you paused to consider as a source of helpful reflection and food for thought as you continue upon the remainder of your journey? Then wc surely have not left to the Boy Scouts and similar organizations to do some deed of kindness to others each passing day. Wc all need to and with joy look forward to that harvest that such seed sowing assures. When Adoniram J ltd son lay chained in a foul Burmese prison his captors asked: “Well, what about the prospects of foreign missions now? Judson replied: They are just as bright as the promises of God. The prospects are bright for everyone whose life is in line with the will of God. Let us always remember that wc arc not living, studying and working for the present and for ourselves alone, but for the future and for others. A century ago in Boston a good old Baptist deacon, Joshua Upton, closed his place of business one hour earlier on prayer meeting night every week that he might have time for meditation and preparation for the midweek prayer meeting in church. This spirit pervaded this man's life and home and the results seemed well to justify the time and strength spent. From his family came two missionaries to the Indians in Oklahoma; one missionary printer, afterwards a pastor; another an editor of the Watchman ; a daughter married Daniel Sharp Ford, founder anil owner of the “Youth’s Companion”; another daughter became wife of a minister, and still another daughter who married became the mother of a minister. How well it pays to take time to pray, to meditate, to study and conscientiously work, both for the present and the future; both for ourselves and others. Surely God is good to Israel, even to such as arc pure in heart. —Ps. 73:1. —G. ARVID HAGSTROM. Thirteen

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1930 B E T H A N N U A L 1930 )• - ESTHER SABEL. Ph. D. University of Chicago She seemed a thing that could not feel the touch of earthly years.M E. A. FINSTROM, Ph. B.. Th. M., B. D. Southern Baptist Theological Seminary University of Chicago The true, strong, and sound mind is the mind that can embrace equally great things and small.” MRS. A. M. SWEDBERG, B. S. University of Southern Minnesota “Thou in our wonder and astonish■ ment Hast built thyself a livelong monu ment.” C. E. CARLSON, B. A. University of Alberta What impossible natter will he make easy next ” EFFIE V. NELSON, B. A. Des Moines University 'Sweet are the thoughts that savour of content. The quiet mind is richer than a crown.” Fif teen