Ah Streams in the Desert never disappoints. Do read it:   
"This is the rest wherewith ye may cause the weary to rest; and this is  the refreshing." (Isa. 28:12)
Why dost thou worry thyself? What use  can thy fretting serve? Thou art on board a vessel which thou couldst  not steer even if the great Captain put thee at the helm, of which thou  couldst not so much as reef a sail, yet thou worriest as if thou wert  captain and helmsman. Oh, be quiet; God is Master!
Dost thou think  that all this din and hurly-burly that is abroad betokens that God has  left His throne? 
No, man, His coursers rush furiously on, and His  chariot is the storm; but there is a bit between their jaws, and He  holds the reins, and guides them as He wills! Jehovah is Master yet;  believe it; peace be unto thee! be not afraid - C.H. Spurgeon
"Tonight,  my soul, be still and sleep;
The storms are raging on God's deep - 
God's  deep, not thine; be still and sleep.
Tonight, my soul, be still  and sleep;
God's hands shall still the temter's sweep - 
God's  hands, not thine; be still and sleep. 
Tonight, my soul, be still  and sleep;
God's love is strong while night hours creep - 
God's  love, not thine; be still and sleep. 
Tonight, my soul, be still  and sleep; 
God's heaven will comfort those who weep - 
God's  heaven, not thine; be still and sleep." 
I entreat you, give no  place to despondency. This is a dangerous temptation - a refined, not a  gross temptation of the adversary. Melancholy contracts and withers the  heart, and renders it unfit to receive the impressions of grace. It  magnifies and gives a false coloring to objects, and thus renders your  burdens too heavy to bear. God's designs regarding you, and His methods  of bringing about these designs, are infinitely wise. - Madame Guyon
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
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