So it is when He first saves me. For the most part, there is no stir when Christ revolutionizes my heart. Yet, as quiet and inexplicable as the work is it is thoroughly done. My mind is illuminated. My conscience convinces me of my sin. My heart is enlivened. My will is subdued. I awake, a new man in a new world of light and love, from which I shall never leave!
In the same way, my practical sanctification progresses gradually, rather than by leaps and bounds. My ascent up the strait and narrow way to the Celestial City is slower and more agonizing than I had dreamed. My day has cold in it, and tempest, and tears--as well as sunshine and warmth.
Yet He is ruling within me as the Teacher of my ignorance, the Finisher of my faith, the Gardener who matures my spiritual life, even if my growth takes time and my lot is troubled.