Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness. For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
Paul did not take pleasure in infirmities,
He tells us that he was anxious to get rid
of the infirmity that clouded his life.
Bur when he saw that God supplied the grace
he began to love the supply
better than the freedom from infirmity.
He saw that it was better to have darkness
with stars brought out by it,
than all sunshine with no stars;
that the cold winds of winter
are as necessary for the world’s development
as the cheerful warmth of the spring and summer,
that the mantle of snow is as good for the earth
as the mantle of grass and flowers.
Bur for the snow mantle the mantle of flowers might not be.
When a man learns that God’s strength is perfect
through his infirmity, necessities, persecutions, and distresses,
he will by and by begin to welcome them
as an angel sent from heaven to minister to him. A. C. Dixon
Trust the seasons . . . Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie