Think of the strong life-line of Faith and Power. This I have told you is your line of rescue.
It means constant communication between us.
You pray for Faith. I give you Faith. This enables you to test the Power I give, as your Faith goes back to me in ever-increasing strength. My Power and your Faith ever interchanging. The one calling forth the other, each dependent upon the other, until My Faith in you is justified indeed by the Power you exercise.
Think of one who has wrought great evil in the world or in your own life. Then remember there may have been the time when a simple act of obedience to Me by one who crossed his path might have corrected and shown him his wrong before evil mastered him.
Many a sin unconquered, an evil occurrence, could well be traced back to a lack of obedience, perhaps in years long past, of one who professed to serve Me.
Remember this in speaking to those who judge Me by the evil they feel I permit in the world. For yourself now, dwell not on the past, but dwell more with Me, that in future there be no sins of omission or commission.
Think of Me tonight as the Great Gardener, tending and caring for you as a gardener does for his garden.
Pruning here, protecting from frost there, planting, transplanting. Sowing the seed of this or that truth, safeguarding it with the rich earth, sending My rain and sun to help in its growth, watching so tenderly as it responds to My care.
Lovingly anxious when its first eager green appears. Full of joy at the site of bud, and when the beauty of flower is seen. The seed and fruit of His pastures.
The Great Gardener. Let Me share with you the tending of your garden of life.
They have no wine.
Something is lacking at the feast of life.
I only can supply that wonderful Life element that the world lacks. The Joy, the sparkle is Mine to give.
Yours to feel the lack, the soullessness. Yours to say — “They have no wine.”
“Whatsoever He saith unto you, do it.”
Your task to fill the water-pots with water.
The Wonder of a life with Thee, dear Lord.
In the Spirit realm Truths reveal themselves in the same varied wonders of color as Nature her beauties.
Experiences, Guidance, Revelation of Truth, these are all, as it were, the flashing of glorious color-harmonies upon your inner sight, provoking such a wealth of joy, such a thrill of ecstasy as is beyond mortal tongue to describe.
That Joy is no shimmering beauty of the surface, but the strength-giving and comforting. It furnishes the very foundation-altar upon which your life yields itself in sacrifice to Me, and from which your prayers ascend.
The Sunlight on the Hills of God lures men to seek His Mountain Heights.
Get away from valley prejudices and fears on to the sunlit slopes with Me. Gently at first I will lead, so gently; then as you gain strength we will leave, together, the grassy slopes for the rugged Mountain Heights, where fresh visions are spread out before you, and where I can teach you My Secrets of those Heights.
Life holds in store more wonderful possibilities than you can sense as yet, and ever, more and more, as you go on, will further possibilities reveal themselves.
When you long for your prayer to be answered, when your need is great and you ask great things, then your way is so clear.
Take the next simple duty that lies to your hand and seek to do that thoroughly . . . and so with the next.
As you do it, remember My Promise.
Be faithful in that which is least, and I will make thee ruler over many things.
Your will, your desire, must be to do My Will, wanting It, loving It, as a child hugging some treasure to its heart. So treasure My Will.
Find your delight in It. “Lord, what wouldst Thou have me to do?” is no question of a sullen servant. It is the eager appeal of a friend, who views all life as a glorious adventure, with the enthusiasm of a youth permitted to share an explorer’s quest.
Bring the unquenchable Zest into all you do.
As you grow like Me so My Love must reflect more and more through you, Divinity and Majesty.
Sublime thought, yes, but you doubt if this can be. But God is Love, so God is Majesty. Thus gradually into the lives of those who follow Me there comes My Dignity and Majesty.
Have you not traced it in My closest friends?
A Rock of Defense. A Joy to the saddened. A Rest to the weary. Calm to the ruffled.
A Companion of the sunlit glades. A Guide through the deserts of life. An Interpreter of experience. A Friend. A Savior.
All these and many more would I be to you. Never a heart’s need that I could not soothe and satisfy.
Search the ages. Many men have been many things to other hearts, but never one man to all men, never one man all to one man. This only the Maker of Hearts could be.
Not only so, but in Me the soul finds its completion.
