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Like a little child in the arms of eternal love
(Letters of J.
C. Philpot)
How I see men deluded and put off with a vain
show, and how few there are, whether ministers
or people, who seem to know anything of the
transforming efficacy of real religion and vital
godliness.
We desire to be more separated from the world
in heart, spirit, and affection; to be spiritually
minded, and to know more of that holiness
without which no man shall see the Lord.
And though we find sin still working in us, and
sometimes as bad as ever, yet our desire is to
have it subdued in its power, as well as purged
away in its guilt and filth.
We have lived to see what the world can do for
us--and found it can only entangle; and what sin
can do--which is to please for a moment and
then bite like an adder.
And we have seen also a little of the Person and
work, blood and righteousness, grace and glory,
blessedness and suitability of the Son of God;
and He has won our heart and affections, so as
at times to be the chief among ten thousand
and the altogether lovely One.
May you experience the sweetness and blessedness
of calmly relying on the faithfulness of God, and lying
like a little child in the arms of eternal love.
Yours very affectionately,
J. C. Philpot
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