Variety of a Christian's Condition.
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When I look up to heaven, I perceive that the sun sometimes shines—and sometimes is overcast. When I look into my soul, I find that my comforts sometimes rise—and sometimes fall.
Eye yon ship which now seems to touch the clouds—and you will see it in the deep momentarily, ready to he swallowed up by the waves. One time a Christian is upon mount Tabor, and has a glance of heaven; another time he is in the valley of Bochim, weeping because he has lost sight of his country.
God would quicken our affections; therefore now and then he gives us a glance of heaven—that we might desire what we see; and then he draws a black veil over that bright vision—that we might not loathe what we did love. He allows our happiness here to be imperfect, that we may be pressing on to that place where we shall be perfectly happy.
Lord, under all such changes, let my soul be always panting and reaching after you—until I so enjoy you, that I may never lose you.