Morning

Why go I mourning?

-Psalm xlii 9

...Canst thou find any reason why thou art so often mourning instead of rejoicing?... Who told thee that night would never end in day?... Knowest thou not that day follows night...? Hope thou then!... For God fail thee not... Mountains, when in the darkness hidden, are as real as in the day, and God's love is as true to thee now as it was in thy brightest moments...

Thy Lord hates the rod as much as thou dost; He only cares... that it works thy lasting good... Thou shalt yet, amidst the splendours of eternity, forget the trials of time, or only remember them to bless the God who led thee through them, and wrought thy lasting good by them. 

Come, sing in the midst of tribulation... Make the wilderness to blossom like a rose...

-C.H. Spurgeon