Morning

In summer and in winter shall it be.

-Zech. xiv 8

...Rejoice, O my soul, that thou art spared to testify of the faithfulness of the Lord. The season change and thou changest, but thy Lord abides evermore the same, and the streams of His love are as deep, as broad and as full as ever. The heats of business cares and scorching trials make me need the cooling influences of the river of His grace; I may go at once and drink to the full from the inexhaustible fountain, for in the summer and in the winter it pours forth its flood...

The tracks of ancient rivers have been found all dry and desolate, but the streams which take their rise on the mountains of divine sovereignty and infinite love shall ever be full to the brim... How happy art thou, my soul, to be led besdie such still waters! never wander to other streams, lest thou hear the Lord's rebuke, "What hast thou to do in the way of Egypt to drink of the muddy river?"
-C.H. Spurgeon