The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage. Psalm 16:6.
Have there not been some bright spots in your experience? Have you not had some precious seasons when your heart throbbed with joy in response to the Spirit of God? When you look back into the chapters of your life-experience, do you not find some pleasant pages? Are not God’s promises, like the fragrant flowers, growing beside your path on every hand? Will you not let their beauty and sweetness fill your heart with joy?—Steps to Christ, 117.
The road may be rough, and the ascent steep; there may be pitfalls upon the right hand and upon the left; we may have to endure toil in our journey; when weary, when longing for rest, we may have to toil on; when faint, we may have to fight; when discouraged, we must still hope; but with Christ as our guide, we shall not fail of reaching the desired haven at last. Christ Himself has trodden the rough way before us, and has smoothed the path for our feet. And all the way up the steep road leading to eternal life are well-springs of joy to refresh the weary.—Thoughts from the Mount of Blessing, 140.
“Thou art what I get from life,
O Thou Eternal,
Thou Thyself art my share;
fair prospects are alloted me,
a blissful heritage is mine.”
Psalm 16:5, 6, Moffatt.
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