We once said to a dear woman in Jamaica, much tried in her circumstances, "God is better to us than our fears." She answered with a quick smile, "Yes, and God is better to us than our faith." I confess that I stood rebuked, and felt I was in the presence of one taught in the school of God. I looked on that woman as a triumph of Christianity, as a complete answer to the first question raised in the Bible, a question doubting God's goodness and love -"Yea, hath God said?" The object of Satan was achieved when he instilled doubt into man's heart at the fall. God's triumph over Satan is proclaimed when a weak saint is found triumphing in afflictions, praising Him for trials, rejoicing in tribulation.
"He was better to me than all my hopes,
He was better than all my fears;
He made a bridge of my broken works,
And a rainbow of my tears."