Our life is like the dial of a clock. The hands are God’s hands passing over and over again. The short hand, the hand of discipline; the long hand, the hand of mercy. Slowly and surely the hand of discipline must pass, and God speaks at each stroke; but over and over passes the hand of mercy showering down sixty-fold of blessing for each stroke of discipline or trial, and both hands are fastened to one secure pivot: the great unchanging heart of the God of love.