There is no life of Christian discipline, however dark and full of cares and grief, into which God does not at some hour of each day pour a little at least of the splendour of heaven. The trouble is that we shut our eyes to the comfort and will not look upon it. We see all the clouds and sit in the darkness, beholding not the sunbeams and the bits of rainbow that our Father sends into our lives to brighten and illumine them.