[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":4},["ShallowReactive",2],{"reading-0806":3},"AUGUST 6\r\nAwake, O north wind; and come, thou south, blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out! (Song of Sol. 4:16).\r\nLook at the meaning of this prayer a moment its root is found in\r\nthe fact that as delicious odors may lie latent in a spice tree, so\r\ngraces may lie unexercised and undeveloped in a Christian's heart There is many a plant of profession; but from the ground there\r\nbreathes forth no fragrance of holy affections or of godly deeds.\r\nThe same winds blow on the thistle bush and on the spice tree, but it is only one of them which gives out rich odors.\r\nSometimes God sends severe blasts of trial upon His children to\r\ndevelop their graces. Just as torches burn most brightly when swung to and fro; just as the juniper plant smells sweetest when flung\r\ninto the flames; so the richest qualities of a Christian often come\r\nout under the north wind of suffering and adversity. Bruised hearts often emit the fragrance that God loveth to smell.\r\nI had a tiny box, a precious box\r\nOf human love-my spikenard of great price; I kept it close within my heart of hearts\r\n\r\nAnd scarce would lift the lid lest it should waste. Its perfume on the air. One day a strange\r\nDeep sorrow came with crushing weight, and fell\r\nUpon my costly treasure, sweet and rare  And broke the box to atoms. All my heart Rose in dismay and sorrow at this waste, But as I mourned, behold a miracle\r\nOf grace Divine. My human love was changed\r\nTo Heaven's own, and poured in healing streams On other broken hearts, while soft and clear\r\nA voice above me whispered, \"Child of Mine, With comfort wherewith thou art comforted,    From this time forth, go comfort others,\r\nAnd thou shalt know blest fellowship with Me,\r\nWhose broken heart of love hath healed the world.",1783499793273]