April 22

IT is the highest stage of manhood to have no wish, no thought, no desire, but Christ — to feel that to die were bliss, if it were for Christ — that to live in penury, and woe, and scorn, and contempt, and misery, were sweet for Christ — to feel that it matters nothing what becomes of one’s self, so that our Master is but exalted — to feel that though, like a sere leaf, we are blown in the blast, we are quite careless whither we are going, so long as we feel that the Master’s hand is guiding us according t(;» His will.