My sister and brother-in-law gave me an absolutely lovely book for my birthday, entitled Between the Lights ~ Thoughts for the Quiet Hour. I recently read a beautiful excerpt from this book and wanted to share it with you. Hope you enjoy!
Shall not God search this out? for He knoweth the secrets of the heart. Ps. 21
Far down in the depths of the forest, under the shadows of gloomy firs, far out on the rolling prairie, springing with the grass, under the full light of the fervid sun, are fair and fragrant blossoms, budding, blossoming, fading, dying, unseen by mortal eye. In millions of homes, scattered over this wide earth of ours, are fairer human blossoms, patient, gentle, thoughtful souls, the fragrance of whose daily sacrifice fills, unheeded, the air; the flowers of whose offerings wither unseen, on the steps of the altar; the fruits of whose ceaseless toil are plucked by careless hands. How sweet the thought that there is no lot so low, no care so trifling, no life so hidden, that it escapes a Father's eye! How full of comfort the knowledge that there is no bud of hope, no blossom of joy, no tendril of effort, no leaf of life, that is not fed with the sun of His love, and watered with the dew of His mercy, to the end that it may bring forth fruit unto life eternal.