PH 1:11{AN 4:35{Think of the infinite mysteries of that will! For ages and generations the hosts of Heaven have wonderingly watched its vouchsafed unveilings and its sublime developments, and still they are waiting, watching, and wondering.
Creation and Providence are but the whisper of its power, but Redemption is its music, and praise is the echo which shall yet fill His temple. The whisper and the music, yes, and "the thunder of His power," are all for thee. For what is "the good pleasure of His will" (Eph. 1:55Having predestinated us unto the adoption of children by Jesus Christ to himself, according to the good pleasure of his will, (Ephesians 1:5))? Oh, what a grand list of blessings purposed, provided, purchased, and possessed, all flowing to us out of it! And nothing but blessings, nothing but privileges, which we never should have imagined, and which even when revealed, we are "slow of heart to believe"; nothing but what should even now fill us "with joy unspeakable and full. of glory!”
Think of this will as always and altogether on our side—always working for us, and in us, and with us, if we will only let it. Think of it as always and only synonymous with infinitely wise and almighty love. Think of it as undertaking all for us, from the great work of our eternal salvation down to the momentary details of guidance and supply, and do we not feel utter shame and self-abhorrence at ever having hesitated for an instant to give up our tiny, feeble, blind will, to be—not crushed, not even bent, but bent with His glorious and perfect will?
Blest will of God! most glorious, the very fount of grace,
Whence all the goodness floweth that heart can ever trace—
Temple whose pinnacles are love, and faithfulness its base.
Blest will of God! whose splendor is dawning on the world,
On hearts in which Christ's banner is manfully unfurled,
On hearts of childlike meekness, with dew of youth impearled.