A Letter To A Sister In Christ – May 8th, 1868
My dear Friend, Mrs. Peake,
I walk every day when I can, and usually to the same spot, which is more than a mile from my house, to the top of a gentle hill, where there is a seat under a wide-spreading oak and commanding a lovely view of hill and dale, the latter wooded; and there I sit in the warm sun, sometimes meditating or otherwise engaged, perhaps not unprofitably, with soul matters, while the lark is singing just above me, or the thrush giving out its shrill sweet note. I think I never saw so much of the glory of God, and, I may add, His goodness and beauty, as manifested in visible creation. I was thinking in my walk today, when I looked round upon the beautiful face of nature, how beautiful must He be who has stamped so much of it on this present world—and yet what is all this beauty compared with the riches of His mercy, grace. and glory as manifested in the Person and work of His dear Son (2 Cor. 3:18; 4:6)! How grievous it is ever to sin, rebel against, disobey, or displease such a God; and it is my desire to walk in His fear, live to His praise, and to glorify Him by knowing His will and doing it. There is no peace, rest, or happiness anywhere else, nor is it possible for God to make a man happy except by making him holy, sanctifying him by the power of His Spirit and grace, and conforming him to the image of the Son of His love. When this is perfectly done, he will be perfectly happy—but as long as sin remains in him, and it will do so to his dying day, he will ever find something to mar his peace.
Yours affectionately in the Lord,
J. C. P.