Psa 138:8 The LORD will perfect that which concerneth me: thy mercy, O LORD, endureth for ever: forsake not the works of thine own hands.
is a Divine mystery in suffering, a strange and supernatural power in
it, which has never been fathomed by the human reason. There never has
been known great saintliness of soul which did not pass through great
When the suffering soul reaches a calm sweet carelessness,
when it can inwardly smile at its own suffering, and does not even ask
God to deliver it from suffering, then it has wrought its blessed
ministry; then patience has its perfect work; then the crucifixion
begins to weave itself into a crown.
It is in this
state of the perfection of suffering that the Holy Spirit works many
marvelous things in our souls.
In such a condition, our whole being lies
perfectly still under the hand of God; every faculty of the mind and
will and heart are at last subdued; a quietness of eternity settles down
into the whole being; the tongue grows still, and has but few words to
say; it stops asking God questions; it stops crying, "Why hast thou
forsaken me ?"
The imagination stops building air
castles, or running off on foolish lines; the reason is tame and gentle;
the choices are annihilated; it has no choice in anything but the
purpose of God.
The affections are weaned from all creatures and all
things; it is so dead that nothing can hurt it, nothing can offend it,
nothing can hinder it, nothing can get in its way; for, let the
circumstances be what they may, it seeks only for God and His will, and
it feels assured that God is making everything in the universe, good or
bad, past or present, work together for its good.
the blessedness of being absolutely conquered! of losing our own
strength, and wisdom, and plans, and desires, and being where every atom
of our nature is like placid Galilee under the omnipotent feet of our
The great thing is to suffer without being discouraged.
The heart that serves, and loves, and clings, Hears everywhere the rush of angel wings.