WORD TODAY: Season of Mists

 

Season of Mists Therefore will the Lord wait, that he may be gracious unto you. Isaiah 30:18 Where showers fall most, there the grass is greenest. I suppose the fogs and mists of Ireland are what make it “the Emerald Isle.” And whenever you find great fogs of trouble, and mists of sorrow, you always find emerald green hearts that are full of the beautiful verdure of the comfort and love of God. The sun has not been extinguished, even though the clouds have hidden it. And when God hides His face, He has not forgotten you. He is but waiting a little while to make you love Him better; and when He comes, you will have joy in the Lord. Waiting exercises our grace; waiting tries our faith. Therefore, wait on in hope; for though God's promise to you may tarry, it can never come too late. —C. H. Spurgeon