Our humiliations work out our most elevated joys. The way that a drop of rain comes to sing in a leaf that rustles in the top of a tree all summer long, is by going down to the roots first, and from thence ascending to the bough.— BEECHER.
Our humiliations work out our most elevated joys. The way that a drop of rain comes to sing in a leaf that rustles in the top of a tree all summer long, is by going down to the roots first, and from thence ascending to the bough.— BEECHER.