[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":4},["ShallowReactive",2],{"reading-1123":3},"NOVEMBER 23\r\nThou hast shewed thy people hard things (Psalm 60.3).\r\nI have always been glad that the Psalmist said to God that I some things were hard. There is no mistake about it; there are hard\r\nthings in fife. Some beautiful pink flowers were given me this\r\nsummer, and as I took them I said, \"What are they?\" And the answer came, \"They are rock flowers; they grow and bloom only on rocks\r\nwhere you can see no sod.\" Then I thought of Gods flowers growing in hard places; and I feel, somehow, that He may have a peculiar\r\ntenderness for His \"rock flowers\" that He may not have for His lilies and roses. Margaret Bottome.\r\nThe tests of life are to make, not break us. Trouble may demolish\r\n\r\na man's business but build up his character. The blow at the\r\noutward man may be the greatest blessing to the inner man. If God, then, puts or pen-nits anything hard in our fives, be sure that the\r\nreal peril, the real trouble, is what we shall lose if we flinch or\r\nrebel. --Maltbie D. Babcock\r\nHeroes are forged on anvils hot with pain,\r\nAnd splendid courage comes but with the test. Some natures ripen and some natures bloom\r\nOnly on blood-wet soil, some souls prove great Only in moments dark with death or doom.\r\nGod gets his best soldiers out of the highlands of affliction.",1783499794057]