[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":4},["ShallowReactive",2],{"reading-0303":3},"MARCH 3\r\nAnd the spirit cried, and rent him sore, and came out of him (Mark 9:26).\r\nEvil never surrenders its hold without a sore fight We never pass into any spiritual inheritance through the delightful\r\nEXERCISES OF A PICNIC, but always through the grim contentions of the battle field. It is so in the secret realm of the soul. Every\r\nfaculty which wins its spiritual freedom does so at the price of\r\nblood. Apollyon is not put to flight by a courteous request he\r\nstraddles across the full breadth of the way, and our progress has  to be registered in blood and tears. This we must remember or we shall add to all the other burdens of fife the gall of\r\nmisinterpretation. We are not \"born again\" into soft and protected\r\nnurseries, but in the open country where we suck strength from the very terror of the tempest \"We must through much tribulation enter  into the kingdom of God.\" ---Dr. J. H. Jowett.\r\nFaith of our Fathers! living still,\r\nIn spite of dungeon, fire and sword:\r\n0 how our hearts beat high with joy\r\nWhene'er we hear that glorious word.\r\nFaith of our Fathers! Holy Faith!   We will be true to Thee till death!\r\nOur fathers, chained in prisons dark,\r\nWere still in heart of conscience free;\r\nHow sweet would be their children's fate, If they, like them, could die for Thee!",1783499792049]