_The eyes of all wait upon Thee; and Thou givest them their meat in due season_.–PS. cxlv. 15.
What time I am afraid, I will trust in Thee.–PS. lvi. 3.

Late on me, weeping, did this whisper fall: “Dear child, there is no need to weep at all! Why go about to grieve and to despair? Why weep now through thy Future’s eyes, and bear In vain to-day to-morrow’s load of care?”
H. S. SUTTON.
The crosses of the present moment always bring their own special grace and consequent comfort with them; we see the hand of God in them when it is laid upon us. But the crosses of anxious foreboding are seen out of the dispensation of God; we see them without grace to bear them; we see them indeed through a faithless spirit which banishes grace. So, everything in them is bitter and unendurable; all seems dark and helpless. Let us throw self aside; no more self-interest, and then God’s will, unfolding every moment in everything, will console us also every moment for all that He shall do around us, or within us, for our discipline.
FRANÇOIS DE LA MOTHE FÉNELON.