An old man once said: “I have had a long life full of troubles; most
of them never happened.” So most of the giants in the way, if we do
not fear them, turn out as in this dream related by the Rev. S. Benson
Phillips:
When I first heard the call to the ministry I was about twelve
years old. From that time until I was twenty-four years old,
it was a question in my mind as to whether I was equal to the
responsibilities and requirements of this holy calling. It was
one night, after I had been thinking of these things, that I
had the following dream: I thought that I was camping by the
roadside, and had retired for the night. A great giant stood by
my bedside. He offered to do me no harm, but simply stood by my
bed. I begged him to go away. This he would not do until I arose
and prepared to battle with him. Seeing my intention, he began
to walk slowly away. I followed him. To my delight, he became
smaller and smaller until he was nothing but a little boy, and
unable to do me any harm.
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