There are happy and easy souls that are buoyed up by inward hopefulness and outward prosperities, who can hardly understand the need of so much being said about God’s consolations, and who scarcely derive any light or comfort from those numerous passages in the word of God that to others are like water in the wilderness.
In God’s words of promise, comfort and cheer, there is a singular sweetness when they are regarded as voices sent down to men in their struggles through life. They are like open glades in a dark forest, where the sun lies on warm banks, the father of many flowers. And so these openings with summer in them have peculiar relish and charm to many. —BEECHER.
