Do you ever feel alone in Christ, as if there is no one who sees, no one who hears, and no one who understands? As if every man is running headlong to hell, screaming at the top of his lungs lest he hear a righteous word. When the moment of blackened clouds obscures the hope of evangelism, strive to remember the following:
It is impossible that the Son of the Living God should not gather a vast crowd to himself. What is set on fire with Life cannot possibly die. And his great abundant joy will surely find a great sharing!
Rejoice in obscurity. A precious garden of joyful souls is growing, as if in secret, beyond the eyes of men.
By His Grace