Oswald strikes again, and (as ever) hits the nail on the head: "Let God do as He likes. If you are ever going to be [poured out] wine to drink, you must be crushed. Grapes cannot be drunk; grapes are only wine when they have been crushed. I wonder what kind of coarse finger and thumb God has been using to squeeze you, and you have been like a marble and escaped? You are not ripe yet, and if God had squeezed you, the wine that came out would have been remarkably bitter. Let God go on with His crushing, because it will work His purpose in the end." Oswald Chambers, So Send I You, p. 21 |