[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":4},["ShallowReactive",2],{"reading-0330":3},"MARCH 30\r\nBehold, all ye that kindle a fire, that compass yourselves about\r\nwith sparks: walk in the light of your fire, and in the sparks that\r\nye have kindled. This shall ye have of mine hand; ye shall lie down in sorrow (Isa. 50:11).\r\nWhat a solemn warning to those who walk in darkness and yet ho try to help themselves out into the light They are represented as\r\nkindling a fire, and compassing themselves with sparks. What does this mean?\r\nWhy, it means that when we are in darkness the temptation is to\r\n\r\nfind a way without trusting in the Lord and relying upon Him.\r\nInstead of letting Him help us out, we try to help ourselves out We seek the light of nature, and get the advice of our friends. We try   the conclusions of our reason, and might almost be tempted to\r\naccept a way of deliverance which would not be of God at all.\r\nAll these are fires of our own kindling; rushlights that will\r\nsurely lead us onto the shoals. And God will let us walk in the fight of those sparks, but the end will be sorrow.\r\nBeloved, do not try to get out of a dark place, except in God's\r\ntime and in God's way. The time of trouble is meant to teach you lessons that you sorely need.\r\nPremature deliverance may frustrate God's work of grace in your\r\nfife. Just commit the whole situation to Him. Be willing to abide\r\nin darkness so long as you have His presence. Remember that it is\r\nbetter to walk in the dark with God than to walk alone in the light. --The Still Small Voice.\r\nCease meddling with God's plans and will. You touch anything of\r\nHis, and you mar the work. You may move the hands of a clock to\r\nsuit you, but you do not change the time; so you may hurry the\r\nunfolding of God's will, but you harm and do not help the work. You   can open a rosebud by you spoil the flower. Leave all to Him. Hands down. Thy will, not mine. --Stephen Merritt.\r\nHIS WAY\r\nGod bade me go when I would stay ('Twas cool within the wood);\r\nI did not know the reason why. I heard a boulder crashing by   Across the path where I stood.\r\nHe bade me stay when I would go; \"Thy will be done,\" I said.\r\nThey found one day at early dawn, Across the way I would have gone, A serpent with a mangled head.\r\nNo more I ask the reason why,\r\nAlthough I may not see\r\nThe path ahead, His way I go;\r\nFor though I know not, He doth know,  And He will choose safe paths for me.\r\nThe Sunday School Times.",1783499792051]