The sweetest part, if one may speak of one part being sweeter than another, is the rest which full identification with Christ brings. I am no longer anxious about anything, as I realize this, for He, I know, is able to carry out His will, and His will is mine. It makes no matter where He places me, or how. That is rather for Him to consider than for me, for in the easiest positions He must give me His grace, and in the most difficult His grace is sufficient.
It little matters to my servant whether I send him to buy a few pennies worth of things, or the most expensive articles, In either case the servant looks to me for the money and brings me his purchases. So, if God place me in great perplexity, must He not give me much guidance; in positions of great difficulty, much grace; In circumstances of great pressure and trial much strength? No fear that His resources will be unequal to the emergency! And His resources are mine for He is mine, and is with me and dwells in me.
All this springs from the believer’s oneness with Christ. And since Christ has thus dwelt in my heart by faith, how happy I have been! I wish I could tell you, instead of writing about it.
Hudson Taylor’s prayer letter to home.
I have often asked you to remember me in prayer, and when i have done so there has been much need of it. That need has never been greater than at the present time. Envied by some, despised by many, hated perhaps by others, often blamed for things I never heard of, or had nothing to do with; an innovator on what have become established rules of missionary practice; an opponent of mighty systems of heathen error and superstition; working without precedent in many respects, and with few experienced helpers; often sick in body, as well as perplexed in mind and embarrassed by circumstances; had not the Lord been specially gracious to me, had not my mind been sustained by the conviction that the work is His and that He is with me in what it is not empty figure to call “the thick of the conflict,” I must have fainted and broken down. But the battle is the Lord’s, and He will conquer. We may fail, do fail continually, but He never fails. Still I need your prayers more than ever before.
The Bridge Builders had their first official work day today to paint the Sunday School room. Many thanks to Mike Shane for picking up the paint, David Allison and Joe Gibby for helping to administer the paint. We had a good time. Many comments were made about the color. My daughter Kathryn says its way cool and gives it two thumbs up. Sandy was speechless.
If you have never had Sunday School on the Serengeti, here is your chance. We will be talking about “right thinking” tomorrow.
