For Thou, Lord, hast made me glad through Thy work: I will triumph in the works of Thy hands. PSALMS 92:4
CONSIDER it (This outer world we tread on) as a harp,-- A gracious instrument on whose fair strings We learn those airs we shall be set to play When mortal hours are ended. JEAN INGELOW
EVERY year has been to me a softening of the impressible nature, and a clearing of the eye in all the fields of divine goodness, quite irrespective of the hard, hot, choking work of the external world and its attacks. I feel more and more how all right spirit life is a gladness and a glory increasing; how divine goodness is speaking in all tones that reach the heart with joy or sorrow, awe or ecstasy, everywhere and in all things, if we can but hear it; how completely the spirit within can be in communion with light, independent of external circumstances; and yet how external circumstances and creation are the medium through which God speaks. And if it is indeed a speech of God, an ever present incarnation of the divine mind, then the power of reading the divine mind can only exist for those who are in accordance with it.
