“O heart of mine, we shouldn’t
Worry so.
What we’ve missed of calm we couldn’t
Have, you know.
What we’ve met of stormy pain
And of sorrow’s driving rain,
We can better meet again
If it blow.
“We have erred in that dark hour—
We have known.
When the tears fell with the shower
All alone,
Were not shine and shadow blent
As the gracious Master meant?
Let us temper our content
With His own.”
George MacDonald tells of a castle in which lived an old man and his son. Though they owned the castle, they were yet very poor. They could scarcely get enough bread to keep them from starving. Yet all the time there was great wealth, which, if they had known about it, would have supplied all their wants. Through long generations there had been concealed within the castle very valuable jewels, which had been placed there by some remote ancestor, so that if he or any of his descendants should be in need, there would be something in reserve.
For a long time the old man and his son suffered for want of food, not knowing of the hidden treasures. At last, however, they learned in some way of the jewels, and instantly their distress was ended. Yet all the years of their pinching poverty these treasures had lain there, ready to furnish comfort, if only they had known of them.
This story illustrates the case of many Christians. They are living in their Father’s house, in which are concealed the rich treasures of Divine love. Yet many of God’s children seem not to know of these treasures, and live in distress. There really never is any reason why a child of God should worry about anything.
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