A Man May Be Carried On In

Did You Never Run For Shelter In A Storm, And Find Fruit Which You Expected Not? Did You Never Go To God For Safeguard, Driven By Outward Storms, And There Find Unexpected Fruit?

He Who Finds Not Opposition From Sin, And Who Sets Not Himself In Every Particular To Its Mortification, Is At Peace With It, Not Dying To It.

It Is Not The Glorious Battlements, The Painted Windows, The Crouching Gargoyles That Support A Building, But The Stones That Lie Unseen In Or Upon The Earth. It Is Often Those Who Are Despised And Trampled On That Bear Up The Weight Of A Whole Nation.

The Root Of An Unmortified Course Is The Digestion Of Sin Without Bitterness In The Heart.

Let Our Hearts Admit, “i Am Poor And Weak. Satan Is Too Subtle, Too Cunning, Too Powerful; He Watches Constantly For Advantages Over My Soul. The World Presses In Upon Me With All Sorts Of Pressures, Pleas, And Pretences. My Own Corruption Is Violent, Tumultuous, Enticing, And Entangling. As It Conceives Sin, It Wars Within Me And Against Me. Occasions And Opportunities For Temptation Are Innumerable. No Wonder I Do Not Know How Deeply Involved I Have Been With Sin. Therefore, On God Alone Will I Rely For My Keeping. I Will Continually Look To Him.