But no matter
how hard I resisted or rebuked these giants, they stayed in that valley.
No one, it seems, can rout them completely from it. Their presence there
goes with the cultivation of grapes.
"Well, I grew a small crop the first season. Then I made a wine-press
out of pieces of faith, patience, and obedience, and placed a heavy
weight on top made of perseverance. I got a little wine, and, oh, it was
delicious and refreshing! Since then I have learned more about raising
the fruit and making wine. I can get more wine out of the grapes, too,
than formerly, by getting a heavier weight and using larger pieces of
material in the press.
"Nothing is so refreshing as the Wine of Prayer. The whole soul is caught
up, invigorated, revitalized, inspired. It gives mighty strength. Giants
tremble and quake and run for their lives when they see a pilgrim fresh
from his wine-cask move upon them. Blessed be Immanuel! Glory, praise,
and honor, hallelujah to His high name, forever and ever! Oh, He provides
such power and unction and sweetness! Never rest, pilgrims, till you get
your vineyard started. And may Immanuel bless you!"
Thanks to Caleb for his words!
Listlessness in prayer is the result of a lack of interest; no one is
listless about things he is vitally interested in.
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