Our mourning shall last but till morning. GOD will turn the winter's night into a summer's day, our sighing into singing, our grief into gladness, our mourning into music, our bitter into sweet, our wilderness into a paradise. The life of the Christian is filled up with interchanges of sickness and health, weakness and strength, want and wealth, disgrace and honour, crosses and comforts, miseries and mercies, joys and sorrows, mirth and mourning;
All honey would harm us, all wormwood would undo us; a composition of both is the best way in the world to keep our souls in a healthy constitution. It is best for the health of the soul that the south wind of mercy, and the north wind of adversity, do both blow upon it......Thomas Brooks (1608-1680)
