FAITH AND FEELING.

We are saved by faith and not by feeling, yet there is a relation between holy faith and hallowed feeling like that between the root and the flower. Faith is as permanent as the root which is ever embedded in the soil, feeling is casual and has it's seasons. The bulb does not always shoot up the green stem, far less is it always crowned with it's many flowers. Faith is the tree, the essential tree, our feelings are like the appearance of that tree during the different seasons of the year. Sometimes our soul is full of bloom and blossom, and the bees hum pleasantly and gather honey within our hearts. It is then that our feelings bear witness to the life of our faith, just as the buds of spring bear witness to the life of the tree. Anon, our feelings gather still greater vigour, and after we come to the summer of our delights, again perhaps, we begin to wither into the sear and yellow leaf of autumn, nay sometimes into the winter of our despondancy and despair will strip away every leaf from the tree, and our poor faith stands like a blasted stem without a sign of verdure. And yet, so long as the tree of faith is there, we are saved. Whether faith blossom or not, whether it bring forth joyous fruit in our experience or not, so long as it be there in all it's permanence, we are saved, Yet should we have the gravest reason to distrust the life of our faith if it did not sometimes blossom with joy and often bring forth fruit unto holiness.