[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":4},["ShallowReactive",2],{"reading-0602":3},"JUNE 2\r\nFor Abraham, when hope was gone, hoped on In faith. His faith never quailed (Rom. 4:18,19).\r\nWe shall never forget a remark that George Mueller once made to a gentleman who had asked him the best way to have strong faith.\r\n\"The only way,\" replied the patriarch of faith, \"to learn strong faith is to endure great trials- I have learned my faith by\r\nstanding firm amid severe testings.\" This is very true. The time to trust is when all else fails.\r\n\r\nDear one, you scarcely realize the value of your present\r\nopportunity; if you are passing through great afflictions you are in the very soul of the strongest faith, and if you will only let\r\ngo, He will teach you in these hours the mightiest hold upon His throne which you can ever know.\r\n\"Be not afraid, only believe.\" And if you are afraid, just look up\r\nand say, \"What time I am afraid I will trust in thee,\" and you will\r\nyet thank God for the school of sorrow which was to you the school\r\nof faith. --A. B. Simpson.\r\n\"Great faith must have great trials.\"\r\n\"God's greatest gifts come through travail. Whether we look Into\r\nthe spiritual or temporal sphere, can we discover anything, any\r\ngreat reform, any beneficent discovery, any soul-awakening revival, which did not come through the toils and tears, the vigils and\r\nblood-shedding of men and women whose sufferings were the pangs of its birth? If the temple of God is raised, David must bear sore\r\nafflictions; if the Gospel of the grace of God is to be\r\ndisentangled from Jewish tradition, Paul's life must be one long agony.\"\r\nTake heart, O weary, burdened one, bowed down Beneath thy cross;\r\nRemember that thy greatest gain may come Through greatest loss.\r\nThy life is nobler for a sacrifice, And more divine.\r\nAcres of bloom are crushed to make a drop Of perfume fine.\r\nBecause of storms that lash the ocean waves, The waters there\r\nKeep purer than if the heavens o'erhead Were always fair.\r\nThe brightest banner of the skies floats not At noonday warm;\r\nThe rainbow traileth after thunder-clouds, And after storm.",1783499793080]