And who are thus privileged to make the Saviour glad? His church-his people. But is it possible? He makes us glad, but how can we make him glad? By our love. Ah! we think it so cold, so faint; and so, indeed, we must sorrowfully confess it to be, but it is very sweet to Christ. Hear his own eulogy of that love in the golden Canticle: “How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine!” See, loving heart, how he delights in you.
When you lean your head on his bosom, you not only receive, but you give him joy; when you gaze with love upon his all-glorious face, you not only obtain comfort, but impart delight. Our praise, too, gives him joy-not the Continue reading →
I would just like to say in this post that I am forever grateful to this man of God that stood up for the rights of his people, and for everyone. Because of him I can write here without fear or shame of people finding out about the fact that I’m black. Or even just being able to write here at all because I am black. Because of this man I can eat where I want. I can work where I want. I can marry a man of another race, because it is no longer illegal to do such a thing. I can go where I want without fear Continue reading →