Brother Bob’s California poppies have tripled in size this year.
Good Morning
We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair; Persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed;
2Corinthians 4:8-9
George Matheson, the great Scottish preacher,
who when he was told by a famous oculist that he was going blind,
wrote these lovely words:
“O love that will not let me go!–I rest my weary soul on thee.”
Also,
“O joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to Thee:
I trace the rainbow through the rain”;
— listen to these lines from his pen:
“There are times when things lii very dark to me–so dark that I have to wait even for hope. A long-deferred fulfillment carries its own pain, but to wait for hope, to see no glimmer of a prospect and yet refuse to despair; to have nothing but night before the casement and yet to keep the casement open for possible stars; to have a vacant place in my heart and yet to allow that place to filled by no inferior presence–that is the grandest patience in the universe, It is Job in the tempest; it is Abraham on the road to Moriah; it is Moses in the desert of Midian; it is the Son of man in the Garden of Gethsemane.”
It takes a real faith to trace the rainbow through the rain,
but it takes the storm cloud to make the rainbow,
and George Matheson learned to have a childlike trust,
and his testimony has blessed millions throughout this generation.
from Streams in the Desert 2
Hoping . . . Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie
Thoughts of Grace 