The Natural Man "cannot See Or Discern

I Wish Thy Lot, Now Bad, Still Worse, My Friend, For When At Worst, They Say, Things Always Mend.

Hatred Of Sin As Sin, Not Only As Galling Or Disquieting, A Sense Of The Love Of Christ In The Cross, Lie At The Bottom Of All True Spiritual Mortification.

The Love Of God Is Like Himself – Equal, Constant, Not Capable Of Augmentation Or Diminution; Our Love Is Like Ourselves – Unequal, Increasing, Waning, Growing, Declining. His, Like The Sun, Always The Same In Its Light, Though A Cloud May Sometimes Interpose; Ours, As The Moon, Has Its Enlargements And Straightenings.

Steadfastness In Believing Doth Not Exclude All Temptations From Without. When We Say A Tree Is Firmly Rooted, We Do Not Say The Wind Never Blows Upon It.

As Rivers, The Nearer They Come To The Ocean Whither They Tend, The More They Increase Their Waters, And Speed Their Streams; So Will Grace Flow More Fully And Freely In Its Near Approaches To The Ocean Of Glory.