The Letters of Ruth Bryan, 1805-1860
The patience
of the heavenly Farmer
To E. M., Nottingham, May 10, 1850.
My Dear,
All health and peace to you in our glorious
Covenant-Head. My soul desires that yours may prosper, and greets you
affectionately in that dear name which, when breathed into the soul by the
Holy Spirit, is truly precious. (1 Pet. 2:7) Precious indeed He is, but not
to the carnal mind; to such He has no loveliness, no beauty, that they
should desire Him. There must be spiritual life, spiritual sight, and
spiritual appetite, before a glorious Christ can be appreciated in His
preciousness and suitability!
These gifts, my beloved friend, I believe you have
received through rich sovereign grace; and it can be truly said, "You has He
quickened, who were dead in trespasses and sins." This one mercy of
quickening, this first communication of grace, is a sure pledge of glory,
according to Phil. 1:6. Eternal life is the same in kind, though not in
development, in "the blade," "the ear," and "the full corn in the ear." The
great Farmer is watching over all, giving sun and rain as well as storms and
frosts in due season. We like the showers and sunshine, but would rather go
on without the cold and stormy weather, which is likewise needful, and often
very conducive to our spiritual growth. I have often said before the Lord,
"Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts: and see
if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting."
(Psalm 139:23, 24) But when a cutting north wind has come, I have
complained, little thinking that it was just an answer to my prayer. Perhaps
you may pass through some such experience, and in these wintry
seasons you may think that growth is stopped, and life will soon be gone;
but no, it is "incorruptible seed" of which you are born, which lives and
abides forever. (1 Pet. 1:23) Amidst our many changes, how encouraging is
this thought; and also the knowledge that the great Farmer has more interest
in the seed, than it has in itself. "You are not your own," but His who
bought you with His blood. You are His portion, His inheritance, in whom He
will be glorified.
Truly the gospel of the blessed God, while it is most
strengthening as showing all the work to be His; is most humbling, as
showing all weakness and sin to be ours. Had it not been so, such mighty
cost and pains would not have been needful for our redemption. I pray that
the oil and wine of gospel grace may flow into your soul, for this makes us
nothing, and Jesus all. I hope you are well, and that the Lord is making
your holiday a holy day unto Himself by His own presence and power. The Lord
be with your spirit, and strengthen your faith, and make all needed grace
abound towards you.
So desires, with much love, your very affectionate, but
very unworthy,
Ruth.