Emmanuel Missionary College - Cardinal Yearbook (Berrien Springs, MI)

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-m 5.; ' « ' ill !•-..., Margaret Benedict Abb:e Culbert In Burman Hall it is our policy to foster Christian fellowship, homelike values, and a liking for quality in art and everyday living; for contentment and growth are complimen- tary phases of useful existence. Since happi- ness and challenge are such basic factors in development, manage- ment accepts the indi- vidual as the most im- portant consideration in student - administrative relationships. It is our duty and priv- ilege to promote in each resident the largest possible maturity of mind and spirit by the nobl est of means. Likewise it is the student ' s privilege to assist in his personal culture by b.inging to the school hom.e an awareness of opportu- nity and a gracious disposition towards living with his fellows. Dean King Dean Willis Kmg. M.A.

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And I saw in the fall the great doors of Emmanuel Missionary College swing wide after part- ing in the spring with those she loved and lost awhile. And I saw the revival of spirit again as new sons and daughters came and learned to call her home. I watched them move through long lines reg- istering for knowledge and for work, timidly at first, these folk from North and South and East ond West. Th;n I heard them singing in worship, 275 daughters that looked their part, aft r t ' -c cip.ilitudo » Dean Rachel Christman, B.A of a palace. Our first theme song of the year, Blest Be the Tie That Binds, I heard it later as it ran through the classrooms, around the workshop, livening the play hours, saw it as it inseparably carried the reception and the banquet through, glory- ing in a task well done. I heard it strengthen too, in a moment of crisis and sorrow, draw- ing them together as they knelt behind the prayer lOom door whereon is written, Prayer Changes Things. And I heard the tie so strong that when separation time in May came round there was one hope only, that we meet again. And I wish that you and you and you out there from North and South and East and West will join us in the singing of that song that the cords of comradeship will bind, and that our experience m.ay find re-echo in your own, and you too look forward to the tirre until we meet again. Rachel Christman

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Elder O. A. Dunn, Mrs. Dunn, Mrs. lu Elder T. E. Lucas SffiVICt 10 GOD WEEK OF PRAYER POEM I had wa ' .ked life ' s way with an easy tread, Had [ravelled where comforts and pleasures led; Until one day, in a quiet place, I met the Master face to face. With wealth, and power, and fame for my goal. Much thought for my body, but none for my soul, I had entered to win in life ' s great race, When I met the Master face to face. I met Him and knew Him, and blushed to see That His eyes full of sorrow were fixed upon me. And I faltered and fell at His feet that day, While my castles melted and vanished away. Melted and vanished, and in their place. Naught else did I see, but the Master ' s face, And I cried aloud, Oh make me meet. To follow the steps of Thy wounded feet. My thought is now foi the souls of men, I have lost my life to find it again. E ' er since that day in a quiet place, I met the Master face to face.