In 1881 a billboard in London invited passers-by to come to church.  It said, “There is a poem on ‘The Buried Life’ of which I am often reminded. Your lives are busy, useful, honest; but your faces are anxious and you are not all you want to be. There is within you another life, a buried life, which does not get free. It is buried but it is not dead. When it really hears God’s voice it will rise.  I believe that in the quiet of a place full of good memories, in the sound off music, in the sympathy of fellow seekers, we may better wait God’s call….It maybe that as you listen to the silence, to the music, or to the worship of others, God will speak and that the buried life will arise and that you will have peace.”

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