Tuesday, July 15, 2014
When from the secret place of thunder He utters His voice—when, in His dealings darkness is under His feet—when he makes darkness His secret place, His pavilion round about Him dark waters and thick clouds of the skies, even then He is but making a way for His love to us, which shall appear all the more real and precious by the very cloud-chariot in which it travels. The believer in Christ has nothing slavishly to dread, but everything filially to hope from God. So fully is he pardoned, so completely is he justified, so perfectly is he reconciled to God, the darkest dispensations in which He hides Himself shall presently unveil the brightest views of His character and love; and thus the lowering cloud that deepened in its darkness and grew larger as it approached, shall dissolve and vanish, leaving no object visible to the eye but Him whose essence and name is Love. ~ Help Heavenward ~ Octavius Winslow ~..........Our hearts just ache with you, there are no human words to comfort you, only the Holy Spirit, the God of all comfort can do this. Lean ever harder on the Lord and He will sustain you. The Lochridge family in Texas
