Never despair, never despond. Be just a channel of helpfulness for others.
Have more sympathy. Feel more tenderness towards others. Your lives shall not be all care. Gold does not stay in the crucible – only until it is refined. Already I hear the music and the marching of the unseen host, rejoicing at your victory.
No follower of Mine would ever err or fall, if once the veil were withdrawn which prevents him seeing how these slips delight the evil spirits, and the pain and the disappointment of those who long for him to conquer in My Strength, and Name, and the ecstasy of rejoicing when victory is won.
My Strength is the same as that in which I conquered Satan in the Wilderness – depression and sorrow in the Garden, and even Death on Calvary.
Think of that.
Casting all your care upon him, for he careth for you. 1 Peter 5:7