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October
7
"Wherefore
hast thou afflicted thy servant?"--Numbers 11:11
Our heavenly Father sends us frequent troubles to try our faith. If our
faith be worth anything, it will stand the test. Gilt is afraid of fire, but
gold is not: the paste gem dreads to be touched by the diamond, but the true
jewel fears no test. It is a poor faith which can only trust God when friends
are true, the body full of health, and the business profitable; but that is
true faith which holds by the Lord's faithfulness when friends are gone, when
the body is sick, when spirits are depressed, and the light of our Father's countenance
is hidden. A faith which can say, in the direst trouble, "Though he slay
me, yet will I trust in him," is heaven-born faith. The Lord afflicts his
servants to glorify himself, for he is greatly glorified in the graces of his
people, which are his own handiwork. When "tribulation worketh patience;
and patience, experience; and experience, hope," the Lord is honoured by
these growing virtues. We should never know the music of the harp if the
strings were left untouched; nor enjoy the juice of the grape if it were not
trodden in the winepress; nor discover the sweet perfume of cinnamon if it were
not pressed and beaten; nor feel the warmth of fire if the coals were not
utterly consumed. The wisdom and power of the great Workman are discovered by
the trials through which his vessels of mercy are permitted to pass. Present
afflictions tend also to heighten future joy. There must be shades in the
picture to bring out the beauty of the lights. Could we be so supremely blessed
in heaven, if we had not known the curse of sin and the sorrow of earth? Will
not peace be sweeter after conflict, and rest more welcome after toil? Will not
the recollection of past sufferings enhance the bliss of the glorified? There
are many other comfortable answers to the question with which we opened our
brief meditation, let us muse upon it all day long.