“The little foxes that spoil the vines” (Song of Solomon, ii. 15).
There are some things good, without being perfect. You don’t need to have
a whole regiment cannonading outside your room to keep you awake. It is
quite enough that your little alarm clock rings its little bell. It is not
necessary to fret about everything; it is quite enough if the devil gets
your mind rasped with one little worry, one little thought which destroys
your perfect peace. It is like the polish on a mirror, or an exquisite
toilet table, one scratch will destroy it; and the finer it is the smaller
the scratch that will deface it. And so your rest can be destroyed by a
very little thing. Perhaps you have trusted in God about your future
salvation; but have you about your present business or earthly cares, your
money and your family?
What is meant by the peace that passeth all understanding? It does not
mean a peace no one can comprehend. It means a peace that no amount of
reasoning will bring. You cannot get it by thinking. There may be perfect
bewilderment and perplexity all round the horizon, but yet your heart can
rest in perfect security because He knows, He loves, He leads.