"Beloved,
when first you found the Savior, you imagined that the warfare had
ceased, that the victory was won, and that, henceforth, your Christian
course would be a continuous triumph over every foe, your path to heaven
smooth and cloudless, until lost in perfect day! But your real growth
in grace is the measure of your growing acquaintance with yourself. A
deeper knowledge of your sinfulness, a more intimate acquaintance with
the subterfuges of your own heart, has changed your paean of triumph
into well-near a wail of despair; has hurled you as from the pinnacle to
the base of the mount; and from the base, into a “depth” yet deeper you
never supposed to exist, and out of which— the “slough of despond”—
your cry of agony ascends to God.
But,
deem not your case a solitary one; nor be surprised, as though some
strange thing had happened unto you. Such “depths” have all the saints.
All are taught in this school; all are brought into the region of their
own heart, where their holiest and most experimental lessons are
learned. Let not, then, the existence, sight, and conflict of the
indwelling of sin plunge you in despair; rather, accept it as an
unmistakable evidence of your possession of the divine nature, of the
living water welled in your soul- the existence and warfare of which
have but revealed to you the counter existence and antagonism of the
latent and deep-seated evil of your heart."
~Octavius Winslow on Psalm
130~
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