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done, a glorious recompense will come to us through them. There is a sweet joy and a real value in them. He does not re gard them as difficulties but as opportuni ties.— Selected. Not always OUT of our troublous times, And the struggles fierce and grim, But IN—deeper IN—to our one sure rest, The place o f our peace, in Him. Annie Johnson Flint,
may be to fall before it; to pause at the difficulties, is to have them break above your head. Lift up your eyes unto the hills, and go forward—there is no other way.— Selected. September 8— “ God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble” (Psa. 46:1). The question often comes, “Why didn’t He help me sooner? It is not His order. He must first adjust you to the trouble and cause you to learn your lesson from it. His promise is, “I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him and honor him.” God uses trouble to teach His chil dren precious lessons. They are intended to educate us. When their good work is
springs. Abraham found them amid the hills of Canaan. Moses found them among the rocks of Midian. David found them among the ashes of Ziglag, when his property was gone, his family captives, and his people talked of stoning him. The martyrs found them amid the flames, and the reformers amid the foes and conflicts; and we, too, can find them all the year if we have the Comforter in our heart and have learned to say with David: “All my springs are in thee.” “By springs of liv ing wafer will I lead them.” — Selected. —o— September 6—“ Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me’’ (Psa. 23:4). At my father’s house in the country there is a little closet in the chimney cor ner where are kept the canes and walk ing sticks of several generations of our family. In my visits to the old house, when my father and I are going out for a walk, we often go to the cane closet, and pick out our sticks to suit the fancy o f the occasion. In this I have frequently been reminded that the Word of God is a staff. During the war, when the season of discouragement and impending danger was upon us, the verse, “He shall not be afraid of evil tidings; his heart is fixed, trusting in the Lord,” was a staff to walk with many dark days. When death took away our child and left us almost heart broken, I found another staff in the prom ise that “weeping may endure for the night, but joy cometh in the morning.” When, in impaired health, I was exiled for a year, not knowing whether I should be permitted to return to my home and work again, I took with me this, staff which never failed: “He knoweth the thoughts that he thinketh toward me, thoughts o f peace and, not o f evil.” In times o f special danger or dou it, w^n human judgment has seemed to oe set at naught, I have found it easy to go for ward with this staff, “In quietness and confidence shall be your strength.” And in emergencies, when there has seemed to be no adequate time for deliberation or for action, I have never found that this staff has failed me, “He that believeth shall not make haste.’S-Benjamin Vaug han Abbott, in the “ Outlook.” —o— September 7—"When Peter was come down out o f the ship, he walked on the water, to go to Jesus. But when he saw the wind boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink, he cried, saying, Lord, save me” (Matt. 14:29, 30). Peter had a little faith in the midst of his doubts, says Bunyan; and so with cry ing and coming he was brought to Christ. But here you see that sight was a hin drance; the waves were none o f his busi ness when once he had set out: all Peter had any concern with, was the pathway of light that came gleaming across the dark ness from where Christ stood. If it was tenfold Egypt beyond that, Peter had no call to look and see. When the Lord shall call to you over the waters, “ Come,” and you, bold to do all within sight o f His face and within hearing of His voice, step gladly forth, look not for a moment away from Him. Not by measuring the waves can you prevail; not by gauging the wind will you grow strong; to scan the danger
— o — Aloft on sky and mountain wall Are God’s great pictures hung. Beauty seen is never lost, God’s colors all are fast. The glory of this sunset heaven Into my soul has passed.
— Whittier.
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