Riches of grace : $b A compilation of experiences in the Christian life; a narration of trials and victories along the wayByrum, E. E. (Enoch Edwin)
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Riches of grace : $b A compilation of experiences in the Christian life; a narration of trials and victories along the way
Byrum, E. E. (Enoch Edwin)
Christian life
I lived in circles, making no progress. Daily I prayed for a return of
the joy, love, peace, and victory I had once known. Sometimes the clouds
rifted a little, and I gloried in it, thinking that surely the Lord
had heard, and I should be delivered; but soon I would feel the same
dulness settle down, leaving in me the same aching void as before.
Again and again I tried to repent, thinking that I surely must be
a sinner; but I could not work up any earnestness, nor could I find
anything in particular of which to repent, only the darkness and general
dissatisfaction which I was experiencing. If only I could have begun
again; but there seemed no place from which to start, no foundation for
my feet, and I felt myself almost entirely swallowed in the quicksand
of despondency and discouragement. I realized then the force of the
Psalmist's words, "If the foundations be removed, what shall the
righteous do?"
DISCOURAGEMENTS
At last my thoughtlessness brought upon me some very severe reproofs.
I knew that I was not feeling the weight of them as I should, and I
knew also that unless I should be able in some way to see why I did
such things I could never get any help. Why should I, who longed to be
a soul-winner, be a source of trial to others? Having at last gotten
it settled that there was something fundamentally wrong, I determined
not to content myself until I should discover what it was. Instead of
praying as I had done for so long, for love, joy, etc., I endeavored
to humble myself before God and entreat him to show me what was wrong
within. I made very slow progress. A day of fasting and prayer revealed
nothing. But I would not cease searching my heart. It was very dry
praying, for I had no ability even to feel sorry that my condition was
so bad; but I had one promise to which I clung desperately: "They that
seek the Lord shall not want any good thing" (Psa. 34:10). I could not
make myself feel, nor change my state, but I could seek. And it was
within my power, as it is within the power of all, to believe that he
would be found of me.
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