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And it is no strange thing that happens to us, if God takes us at our word, and strips us for a while of all that made life beautiful. AND IT IS NO STRANGE THING THAT HAPPENS TO US IF GOD TAKES US AT OUR WORD AND STRIPS US FOR A WHILE OF ALL THAT MADE LIFE BEAUTIFUL
ewhat in the daytime, but keeping the power of contracting, able to close in again during a rainstorm, or when night comes on. But see the central flower, which has reached its maturity. The calyx hands have unclasped utterly now--they have folded themselves back, past all power of closing again upon the petals, leaving the golden crown free to float away when God's time comes. Have we learned the buttercup's lesson yet? Are our hands off the very blossom of our life? Are all things--even the treasures that He has sanctified--held loosely, ready to be parted with, without a struggle, when He asks for them? It is not in the partial relaxing of grasp, with power to take back again, that this fresh victory of death is won: it is won when that very power of taking back is yielded; when our hands, like the little calyx hands of God's buttercups, are not only taken off, but folded behind our back in utter abandonment. Death means a loosened grasp--loosened beyond all power of grasping again. OWS MORE ELASTIC LOOSENING SOMEWHAT IN THE DAYTIME BUT KEEPING THE POWER OF CONTRACTING ABLE TO CLOSE IN AGAIN DURING A RAINSTORM OR WHEN NIGHT COMES ON BUT SEE THE CENTRAL FLOWER WHICH HAS REACHED ITS MATURITY THE CALYX HANDS HAVE UNCLASPED UTTERLY NOW THEY HAVE FOLDED THEMSELVES BACK PAST ALL POWER OF CLOSING AGAIN UPON THE PETALS LEAVING THE GOLDEN CROWN FREE TO FLOAT AWAY WHEN GOD'S TIME COMES HAVE WE LEARNED THE BUTTERCUP'S LESSON YET ARE OUR HANDS OFF THE VERY BLOSSOM OF OUR LIFE ARE ALL THINGS EVEN THE TREASURES THAT HE HAS SANCTIFIED HELD LOOSELY READY TO BE PARTED WITH WITHOUT A STRUGGLE WHEN HE ASKS FOR THEM IS IT NOT IN THE PARTIAL RELAXING OF GRASP WITH POWER TO TAKE BACK AGAIN THAT THIS FRESH VICTORY OF DEATH IS ONE IT IS ONE WHEN THAT VERY POWER OF TAKING BACK IS YIELDED WHEN OUR HANDS LIKE THE LITTLE CALYXANDS OF GOD'S BUTTERCUPS ARE NOT ONLY TAKEN OFF BUT FOLDED BEHIND OUR BACK IN UTTER ABANDONMENT DEATH MEANS A LOOSENED GRASP LOOSENED BEYOND ALL POWER OF GRASPING AGAIN
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