1. 'Tonight they pelted us as we were coming home. The stones were coming from all quarters at once. In the midst of it came the old psalm, "He shall cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you shall take refuge" (91:4) and every fear seemed chased away.
"Under His wings" - how real it seems when one is surrounded by a crowd of men and boys shouting and pressing, and our lantern only shows us faces angry and derisive. We were kept from any real harm, for He did take care of us - we knew He would.
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Then the promises are so infinitely more living than ever before. One has so many chances of definitely proving them. And His presence is sometimes as literally felt as one feels the presence of another in the room. At home there was not so much room left for His all-satisfyingness, at least one wasn't so thrown back on Him for everything. Here it is Christ or nothing.'
2. 'We are going soon to a little village near here. They sent a beseeching letter: "We have only heard once, please do come and tell us more." Only heard once - think of what it means! And in every English village, how often have they heard?"
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