People may come and show you their grapes in proof of the goodness of that land, but you must go in and cut bunches for yourself. We are too fond of looking at other men's grapes. On the other hand what a power to give character to my walk is oneness with Christ. If I am one with Him do you think I shall be picking up bits of cedar wood, scarlet, and hyssop by the way? These all belong- to the world. In the fourteenth of Leviticus the man who wanted them would have had to take them out of the basin in which was the blood of the bird that had been killed. This world has the blood of the Lord Jesus Christ upon it, and I am walking in the very scene in which He was rejected; not a single bit of mingling with it then can I allow; I can admit no thought of delight in the cedar, the scarlet, or the hyssop, whilst I seek to manifest Him below. (J. B.)