My God! when I survey the boundless fields of space, and see those magnificent spheres rolling through it all–when I consider how vast are your dominions–so wide that an angel’s wing might flap to all eternity and never reach a boundary–I marvel that you should look on insects so obscure as man. I have looked into my microscope and seen the short lived tiny insect on a leaf, and I have called him small. I will not call him “tiny” again: compared with me, he is great, if I put myself in comparison with God. I am so little, that I shrink into nothingness when I behold the almightiness of Jehovah–so little that the difference between the microscopic animal and man dwindles into nothing, when compared with the infinite chasm between God and man.
Monthly Archives: March 2007
Oh! it is a glorious fact, that prayers are noticed in heaven. The poor broken hearted sinner, going into his bedroom, bends his knee, but can only utter his mournful cry in the language of sighs and tears. Look! that groan has made all the harps of heaven thrill with music; that tear has, been caught by God, and put into a vase made especially for tears, to be perpetually preserved. The tearful praying Christian, whose distress prevent his words, will be clearly understood by the Most High.
The very fact that you have troubles is a proof of His faithfulness; for you have got one half of His legacy, and you will have the other half. You know that Christ’s last will and testament has two portions in it. “In this world you will have trouble:” you have got that. The next clause is, “In Me you may have peace.” You have that too. “But take heart! I have overcome the world.” That is yours also.