For several weeks I was much enjoying Romans the 7th and 8th. I never before saw so clearly the divine glory and blessedness of the place in which God puts us in Christ Jesus. There is nothing but sorrow until the soul knows this. And into groaning and wretchedness it slips back, when it ceases to abide in the power of being in Christ Jesus. Clean taken out of Adam and all the responsibilities of Adam’s life and nature, and planted in Christ, into whose comeliness God now wraps us round and round, and in whom He never ceases to regard us, however we may fail or forget it. And not only that, but Christ is our life as well as our standing. We are one with Him in life—one spirit with the Lord—so as to live of and by Him, just as the hand lives of the body. The life is not in the hand, yet it lives; no more is the life in me but in Christ, but I live as in Him. This is a very different thing from cold, dry doctrine. It makes fellowship with Christ a reality. The Holy Ghost making present and seasonable the thoughts of His love towards us, and sending our thoughts and hearts up after