I was catching up on some Streams In The Desert reading today, with having been out of town this weekend (and having not brought the book along). I want to share these few small snippets with you that have blessed me & brought me to tears today.
Blessed is any weight, however overwhelming, which God has been so good as to fasten with His own hand upon our shoulders.
The burden of suffering seems a tombstone hung about our necks, while in reality it is only the weight which is necessary to keep down the diver while he is hunting for pearls.
We look at our burdens and heavy loads, and shrink from them; but as we lift them and bind them about our hearts, they become wings, and on them we rise and soar toward God.
Nearly all God’s jewels are crystallized tears.
It is such a comfort to drop the tangles of life into God’s hands and leave them there.