Streams in the Desert May 25 Daily Devotional

I endure all things for the sake of God's own people; so that they also may obtain salvation ... and with it eternal glory (2 Tim.
2:10, Weymouth).
If Job could have known as he sat there in the ashes, bruising his
heart on this problem of Providence-that in the trouble that had
come upon him he was doing what one man may do to work out the problem for the world, he might again have taken courage. No man fives to himself. Job's fife is but your fife and mine written in
larger text.... So, then, though we may not know what trials wait
on any of us, we can believe that as the days in which Job wrestled with his dark maladies are the only days that make him worth
remembrance, and but for which his name had never been written in the book of fife, so the days through which we struggle, finding no
way, but never losing the fight, will be the most significant we
are called to live. --Robert Collyer
Who does not know that our most sorrowful days have been amongst our best? When the face is wreathed in smiles and we trip lightly
over meadows bespangled with spring flowers, the heart Is often running to waste.
The soul which is always blithe and gay misses the deepest fife. It
has its reward, and it is satisfied to its measure, though that
measure is a very scanty one. But the heart is dwarfed; and the
nature, which is capable of the highest heights, the deepest
depths, is undeveloped; and life presently bums down to its socket without having known the resonance of the deepest chords of joy.
"Blessed are they that mourn." Stars shine brightest in the tong dark night of winter. The gentians show their fairest bloom amid almost inaccessible heights of snow and ice.
God's promises seem to wait for the pressure of pain to trample out their richest juice as in a wine-press. Only those who have
sorrowed know how tender is the "Man of Sorrows." --Selected.
Thou hast but little sunshine, but thy long glooms are wisely
appointed thee; for perhaps a stretch of summer weather would have made thee as a parched land and barren wilderness. Thy Lord knows

best, and He has the clouds and the sun at His disposal. --Selected.
"It is a gray day." "Yes, but dinna ye see the patch of blue?" --Scotch Shoemaker.