May 9
God's Bruised Reeds Are Amply Tough
In the Hour of Silence"The foolishness of God is wiser than men."—1 Corinthians 1:25.
SOMETIMES I say, "What can I do? I am so young." But He has many a time used the artless speech even of little children to accomplish results denied to argument and eloquence and wisdom. And many a time He has made the presence of a child a deterrent from evil, a spur to holiness; till men and women have felt as though with them were "some angel in disguise"—
"Who winnowed every sin, Who tracked each slip and fall, One of God's spies, not Babbykin, Not Babbykin at all."
Sometimes I say, "But I am of no account; my surroundings are too strong for me." And yet He is well able to endow me with a celestial strength in my home, my business, my neighbourhood, where everything seems to be against me. His roses bloom among Alpine snows, His lilies in tropical sands.
Sometimes I say, "It is useless for me to go out to His battles: I am very timorous and fearful." But He can lift me above my natural disposition and temperament. He takes the shivering spear of grass, and it becomes like the rod of Moses. He takes the light well-nigh extinct, and it shines like the golden candlestick.
Sometimes I say, "But what am I? The work is so great." Indeed it is, and there are many adversaries, and I am destitute of might. But Paul's history and Christ's teach me that, if my meat and my drink are found in doing His will, nothing shall be too high for me. The foolishness of God is wiser than men.
