Is it dark with thee, my friend? It has been quite as dark with myself, and yet I have seen light descending on the rugged hills and making those hills as steps up to heaven.
Art thou afraid of the coming days, lest they bring with them edged weapons, pain, grief, loss, friendliness, and desolation? Put thy hand into the palm wounded for thee, the palm of the one Infinite Savior.
He knows all—He is the treasurer of the future—the great dragon is tamed by the anger of His eye—and they who trust Him with all their love, shall be set amidst the safety, the peace, and the glory of His eternal Zion.—PARKER.