One of the saddest commentaries I ever read on the life of any man was that which Bismarck wrote of himself: “Nobody loves me for what I have done. I never made anybody happy. But for me, three great wars would not have been fought. I have had little or no joy from all my achievements—nothing but vexation, care, and trouble.”

How ambition lures men with its promised crowns of wealth, of fame, of power! And yet where is the man who ever wore one of these crowns on a peaceful brow?

“I am absolutely undone,” were the last words of Sheridan, whose wit and eloquence made him the idol of his day.

A man dining with Rothschild, the great English banker, said, :You must be a thoroughly happy man.” With an expression of strain on his face and a touch of tragedy in his voice, Rothschild replied: “Happy?—me happy!”

Theodore Hook who made the world laugh with his poems, could not make his own heart laugh. One evening, while in the midst of gay festivities, he confronted a looking glass, saw himself, and said: “There, that’s true; I look just as I am, done up in body, mind, and purse.”

Solomon, upon whom the world lavished its wealth, luxuries, pleasures and honors, cried at last, “Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.” No one ever had a larger portion of the world’s goods and delights; and yet his cup was not full.

The only man whose cup is ever full, is the man who can say, “The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup.” The only portion that can satisfy the soul, is to know God, to love Him, to trust Him, to commune with Him.

The soul is too big for the world to fill. Roll the whole world in—all of its real estate, all of its cash and stocks and bonds, all of its mirth and gaiety, all of its glamour and glitter, all of its pomp and glory—and still there will be a void unfilled. The soul was made for God, and He alone can fill it, satisfy it, and set it at rest. I have known many people—rich people, famous people, great intellectuals, great statesmen—but I have never known one who had been able to find, save in God, a satisfying portion. “He satisfieth the long soul, and the hungry soul He filleth with good” (Ps. 107: 9).