What if the little rain should say,'So small a drop as I
Can ne'er refresh those thirsty fields, -
I'll tarry in the sky?'
What if a shining beam of noon
Should in its fountain stay,
Because its feeble light alone
Cannot create a day?
Doth not each rain-drop help to form
The cool refreshing shower,
And every ray of light to warm,
And beautify the flower?
There is nothing in which the self-deception of the heart is more evident, than in leading us to believe that if we were placed in any other situation than our own, that we should perform its duties faithfully. Our Saviour says, that it is he who is faithful in that which is least, who is faithful that which is much; but we flatter ourselves that we should be faithful in much, though we acknowledge that we are deficient in regard to the little that is entrusted to us.
Adapted from 'The Pastor's Daughter' by E. Payson
"From where then does wisdom come? And where is the place of understanding?
It is hidden from the eyes of all living,
And concealed from the birds of the air.
...
God understands its way,
And He knows its place.
For He looks to the ends of the earth,
And sees under the whole heavens,
To establish a weight for the wind,
And apportion the waters by measure.
When He made a law for the rain,
And a path for the thunderbolt,
Then He saw wisdom and declared it;
He prepared it, indeed, He searched it out.
And to man He said,
'Behold, the fear of the Lord, that is
wisdom,
And to depart from evil is
understanding.'"
Job's comprehension of the fear of the Lord as wisdom must only come from God alone.
