When the black clouds gather most, the light is the more brightly revealed to us. When the night lowers and the tempest is coming on, the Heavenly Captain is always closest to his crew. It is a blessed thing, that when we are most cast down, then it is that we are most lifted up by the consolations of the Spirit. One reason is, because trials make more room for consolation. Great hearts can only be made by great troubles. The spade of trouble digs the reservoir of comfort deeper, and makes more room for consolation. God comes into our heart–he finds it full–he begins to break our comforts and to make it empty; then there is more room for grace. The humbler a man lies, the more comfort he will always have, because he will be more fitted to receive it. Another reason why we are often most happy in our troubles, is this–then we have the closest dealings with God…There is no cry so good as that which comes from the bottom of the mountains; no prayer half so hearty as that which comes up from the depths of the soul, through deep trials and afflictions. Hence they bring us to God, and we are happier; for nearness to God is happiness. Come, troubled believer, fret not over your heavy troubles, for they are the heralds of weighty mercies.
jim and i have had some struggles of late. a totaled vehicle, a scary “episode” of amnesia and now a broken furnace during one of the coldest weeks of the year. but amongst all the broken things, myself included, i feel my Savior’s presence that much more keenly, so worthy of my trust. so willing to carry me along just when i need it most. this quote from charles spurgeon hit home this morning. in the coldness of my house, i feel His warmth that much more. better a cold house than a cold heart.
Ah, Crab Apples! 