MY own conscience gets exercised about the little extent to which I am like a glass lamp, having Christ as a light burning within me, and the light shining out upon all around.
I TRUST you are walking as alive from the dead and living unto Christ. ‘Tis simple; that they that live, that have Him for their life, hidden with God though He be, should do everything as unto Him―eat to Him, drink to Him, wake as for Him, and go to rest as in Him.
I WOULD rather act under God’s measure of light vouchsafed to me, or not act because I had none such, than be the one to carry out the mind of any man, without my being assured his mind was God’s mind for me.