Yes, Lord! I would make this my morning, noon, and evening petition, that the great glorifier of Jesus—the Holy Spirit—would gently lead me to Him who is my rock. I know, dearest Lord, in theory, and can even reason on it in seasons of coolness, that your strength and security never fail; the failure is in me and my unbelief. And it is only when I lose sight of you and your promise, that I am tossed about with doubts and misgivings. If Jesus be out of sight, and trials and temptations arise, oh, how soon is my poor forgetful heart ready to exclaim with the church of old, “I said, my strength and my hope is perished from the Lord” (Lamentation 3:18).
Then come the reasonings of flesh and blood. And then the question, whether my interest in Jesus and His salvation is sure? And then my poor heart goes forth, like the dove of Noah from the ark, having lost sight of Jesus, and can find no resting-place for the sole of my foot. Oh! Lord the Spirit, in all such seasons “lead me to the rock that is higher than I.”
I can ride out the storm even when the tempest is highest, as long as God the Holy Ghost enables me to cast the anchor of faith upon this eternal rock of Jesus. Lead me then, sovereign Lord, continually to my all-precious Jesus, “that rock that is higher than I.”
Faith will find a soft and quiet bed to sleep on, in the arms of Jesus, and no noise of wars shall break the soul’s rest while reposing on Him; for so the promise runs: “Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee” (Isaiah 26:3).
“The little world within us, like the great world without, is full of confusion and strife; but when Jesus enters it, and whispers, ‘Peace be unto you,’ there is a calm, yea, a rapture of bliss.” —C. H. Spurgeon