Chronicles of a Tinman

From time to time I find new writers that I enjoy by reading quotes and posts from my friends. One such friend of mine recently posted a piece of writing from James Meikle (1730-1799) that I simply loved. Because of this I too began to read from Meikle's writings entitled Solitude Sweetened. The particular chapter that I was reading was "3. If God gives Christ, what can he withhold?" From this chapter I found a passage that was nothing short of beautiful. It goes, "Again, how can it be possible that God should give his Son, himself, his all—and yet deny me any good thing? Will not he who is to crown me with glory above—strengthen me with grace below? Will he not bless me with peace of mind—who is to be my peace forever? Triumph, O my faith! all things are Christ's, and Christ is God's! And God, Christ, and all things, are yours! Time is his, and in it I have my years numbered! The air is his, and in it I breathe! The world is his—and on it I dwell; its fullness is his—and I am fed! Grace is his—and in it I stand! Faith is his gift—and by it I overcome the world! Tribulations are from him—and in them I glory! Perfection is his—and towards it I press! Death is his—and by it I arrive at home! Heaven is his—and there is my mansion! Eternity is his, and there is my treasure and glory forevermore!" All I can say to that is Amen!