Their blessings fall upon us as perpetually, in a gentle rain of grace

(J.R. Miller)

We need Jesus just as much in our bright, prosperous, comfortable days — as in the days of darkness, adversity, and affliction. We are quite in danger of thinking that religion is only for sickrooms and funerals, and for times of great sorrow and trial . . .
  as a lamp to shine at night,
  as a staff to help when the road is rough,
  as a friendly hand to hold us up when we are stumbling.

This is not true. Jesus went to the marriage feast — as well as to the home of sorrow. His religion is just as much for our hours of joy — as for our days of grief. There are just as many stars in the sky at noon, as at midnight — although we cannot see them in the sun's glare. And there are just as many comforts, promises, divine encouragements, and blessings for us — when we are in the sunshine of our human gladness and earthly success — as when we are in our nights of pain and shadow. We may not see them in the brightness about us, but they are there, and their blessings fall upon us as perpetually, in a gentle rain of grace.