This is an excerpt of Elizabeth Prentiss's father, Edward Payson, as he was dying from tuberculosis. His painfully failing health (non-stop coughing and one arm withered) caused him to be confined to his bed which was drastically different from his active life as a pastor. He wrote:
O what a blessed thing it is to lose one's will. Since I have lost my will I have found happiness. There can be no such thing as disappointment to me, for I have no desires but that God's will might be accomplished. Christians might avoid much trouble if they would only believe what they profess, viz., that God is able to make them happy without anything but Himself. They imagine that if is such a dear friend were to die, or such an such a blessing removed, they should be miserable, whereas God can make them a thousand times happier without them. To mention my own case, God has been depriving me of one blessing after another, but as every one was removed He has come in and filled up its place, and now, when I am a cripple and unable to move, I am happier than ever I was in my life before or expected to be, and if I had believed this twenty years ago I might have been spared much anxiety.
(shocked silence)
Have you ever read anything like it?
Each time I read those words I feel like God must be infinitely better than I imagine him to be. I want to see God how Edward Payson saw him (and now sees him perfectly). This inspires me to trust God for joy when things feel bleak. Disappointment is hard. Really hard. But Payson experienced happiness as possible in God alone. Not health. Not easy circumstances. Not conflict-free relationships. Take courage my feeble heart! (And lose your strong will!)
P.S.
Some more seriously crazy quotes from this guy online here. (Read these!)
And a little biography business here. (Skim it if you have time.)
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