DECEMBER 7TH, 1933

DECEMBER 7TH, 1933

MY DEAR —, — ... I think we have to make up our minds that this is the time of suffering, and of love’s chastening for profit, and that the important thing is to have our ear open to discipline. Naturally we would like a good time here, with everything that suits nature, but spiritually we should rather cherish the thought of bearing about in the body the dying of Jesus, and of learning that as death works in us there is something that can take its place in the eternal system of glory. Some seem to need more pressure than others, but we are poor judges of each other’s experience, generally speaking. Each heart knows its own bitterness, but our blessed Intercessor enters into it all, and weighs its effect upon us, tempering all with divine skill, easing the burden when it tends to exceed the ability of the frail vessel. You have learned to repose in His ever-faithful love, and if for a moment, now and then, you get away from your sweet retreat, you know how to call upon your soul to return to its rest, as Noah’s dove came back to him....

Yours very affectionately in the Lord,

December 7th, 1933.