_We thank Thee, O God, that Thou dost ride upon the cloud, and govern
the storm. All that to us is dark is light to Thee. The night shineth
as the day. All that which seems to us irregular and ungoverned, is
held in Thine hand, even as the steed by the rein. From age to age
Thou dost control the long procession of events, discerning the end
from the beginning; and all the wild mixture, all the confusion, all
the sorrow and the suffering, is discerned of Thee. As is the palette
to the color, as is violence to development in strength, as is the
crushing of the grape to the wine, so in Thy sight all things are
beneficent that to us are most confusing and seemingly conflicting
and threatening. Sorrow and pain and disaster are woven in the loom
of God; and in the end we, too, shall be permitted to discern the
fair pattern, and understand how that which brought tears here shall
bring righteousness there._
_O, how good it is to trust Thee, and to believe that Thou art wise,
and that Thou art full of compassion, as Thou carriest on Thy great
work of love and benevolence, sympathizing with all that suffer on
the way, and gathering them at last with an exceeding great
salvation! We trust Thee, not because we understand Thee, but because
in many things Thou hast taught us where we should have been afraid
to trust. We have crossed many a gulf and many a roaring stream upon
the bridge of faith, and have exulted to find ourselves safe landed,
and have learned to trust Thee, as a child a parent, as a passenger
the master of a ship, not because we know, but because Thou knowest.
Amen._--Henry Ward Beecher.
Sixth Week, Seventh Day
=Every one therefore that heareth these words of mine, and doeth
them, shall be likened unto a wise man, who built his house upon the
rock: and the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds
blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell not: for it was founded
upon the rock. And every one that heareth these words of mine, and
doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, who built his
house upon the sand: and the rain descended, and the floods came, and
the winds blew, and smote upon that house; and it fell: and great was
the fall thereof.--Matt. 7:24-27.=
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