“Seek to make life henceforth a consecrated thing; that so, when the sunset is nearing, with its murky vapors and lowering skies, the very clouds of sorrow may be fringed with golden light. Thus will the song in the house of your pilgrimage be always the truest harmony. It will be composed of no jarring, discordant notes; but with all its varied tones will form one sustained, life-long melody; dropped for a moment in death, only to be resumed with the angels, and blended with the everlasting cadences of your Father's house.” MayLongMomentsLightFormSongFatherHouseSkySorrowAngelHarmonyNotesCloudsGoldenToneSunsetMelodyEverlastingLong LifeTruestPilgrimageVaporCadenceConsecrationGolden Light Author:John Ross Macduff
“Trust God where you cannot see Him. Do not try to penetrate the cloud He brings over you; rather look to the bow that is on it. The mystery is God's; the promise is yours.” TryingLooksGodChristianMysteryPromiseCloudsOver YouTrust In GodBowsPenetrate Author:John Ross Macduff