| Finding the Way |
Chapter 14 |
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There are those who would question the wisdom of the master in leading her into all this experience of pain and suffering. We cannot understand it. We cannot read the Divine love in the strange writing, yet we know that the words really must spell love as the angels read them. To infinite wisdom, the way of sorrow seemed the best way for the adorning, the enriching, the ennobling and the perfecting of that beautiful life. Sunshine is not all the fields and gardens need to make them beautiful; they must have clouds and rain as well, or they would be parched and withered. It is so also with human lives. Prosperity and happiness are not the only experiences that bring blessing.
“Is it raining, little flower?
Be glad of rain.
Too much sun would wither thee;
‘Twill shine again.
The sky is very black, ‘tis true;
But just behind it shines the blue.
“Art thou weary, tender heart?
Be glad of pain.
In sorrow sweetest things will grow
As flowers in rain.
God watches; and thou wilt have the sun,
When clouds their perfect work have done.”
We may always say to Christ, whatever His bidding may be, whatever He asks us to do or to suffer, into whatsoever mystery or trial or pain He may lead us, “At Thy word, I will.” There need never be any smallest exception to this obedience. Though to our narrow, limited vision it seems that only hurt and loss can come to us out of the experience, still we may heed and obey the Voice that calls and commands, knowing that in spite of all seeming ill, there must be blessing and good in the end. We need never question the Divine wisdom. Who are we that we could know better than God what we need, what will bring to us the truest good? Always God’s will is perfect, and we may implicitly, unquestioningly accept it, knowing that the outcome will be blessing.
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