By F. B. Meyer
“The waters flowed over my head; I said, ‘I am cut off!’ I called on Your name, O Lord, from the lowest pit. You have heard my voice: ‘Do not hide Your ear from my sighing, from my cry for help!’” Lamentations 3:54-56.
You and I are now in the quarry, where we are being hewn, chipped, chiselled: or we are in the sawpit, being sawn, planed, pierced by nails. Be of good cheer! It will not last long; the preparatory work will soon be over, and we shall become part of the eternal structure. Neither hammer, nor axe, nor any tool of iron can be used in heaven. The trial will have done its work. Sorrow and crying will flee away. The apostle Paul, who knew more than any man what trial and pain meant, could confidently declare: “I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.” Then shall the city of God shine forth in completed beauty, her walls are called Salvation and her gates Praise; and the triumphant song of the redeemed shall ring forth: “Blessing, and honour, and glory, and power, be to Him that sits upon the throne and unto the Lamb for ever and ever.”