The Clue Of The Maze A Voice Lifted Up For Honest Faith - "He who trusts his soul to Jesus has found the clue to the maze!" Modern unbelief is so short of the quality that it seized the label, and has advertised itself as HONEST doubt. It was in dire need of a character. We lift our feeble voice on behalf of HONEST FAITH. By Charles Haddon Spurgeon PROFOUND THOUGHTS ON FAITH AND DOUBT

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FAITH ENJOYS THE ETERNAL HARMONIES.

Trust in the Great Father suggests and fosters delight in all his works. We are out of gear with the universe till we are at peace with God, and then all the creatures enter into a league of amity with us and we with them. At home in our Father's house everything communes with us of his glory. Shrines grow needless, for the whole creation is the temple of the Lord, and nothing is any longer common or unclean. Mountains and hills break forth before us into singing, and all the trees of the field do clap their hands. It was no wonder that a great saint called the birds his "sisters," for we seem akin to all that comes of our Maker's hand. Instead of being loose stones cast out as useless, we are built into the fabric of the divine Architect, and are in accord with all the worlds. No one takes a more intense delight in Nature than the intelligent friend of God. He is the world's Interpreter and Voice, and its inmost secret is laid bare to him. "Nature to him is but a name for an effect whose cause is God." He perceives God everywhere, even the God of Gethsemane and the cross.

"One spirit — His,

Who wore the platted thorns with bleed-Rules universal nature." [ing brows, The scientist talks of "Natural laws" and the theologian descants upon the Decalogue; but to the believer all laws are in one statute-book, and he honors all for the King's sake. He sees no holiness within walls superior to that which is outside of them; every place to him is hallowed, for God is there. The rain is holy water, the mountain tarn a baptistery, the flight of birds a sacred procession, the harvest a sacrament, the thunder a hymn, the lightning a sermon. Faith floods the universe with Deity by revealing that unbounded Presence which is evermore its life, its bliss.