"In summer and in winter shall it be" (Zechariah 14: 8).
The streams of living water which flow from Jerusalem are not dried up by the parching heat of sultry midsummer anymore than they were frozen by the cold winds of blustering winter. Rejoice, Oh my soul, that you are spared to testify of the faithfulness of the Lord. The seasons change and you change, but your Lord remains the same. The streams of His love are as deep, as broad, and as full as ever. The heat of business cares and scorching trials make me need the cooling influences of the river of His grace. Job said his brothers were like deceitful brooks, but he found his God to be an overflowing river of consolation. The Nile is the great confidence of Egypt, but its floods are variable. Our Lord is always the same. By turning the course of the Euphrates, Cyrus took the city of Babylon; but no power, human or inferna.l, can divert the current of divine grace. The tracks of ancient rivers have been found all dry and desolate; but the streams which take their rise on the mountains of divine sovereignty and infinite love will always be full to the brim. Generations melt away, but the course of grace is unaltered. My soul, how blessed you are to be led beside such still waters! Never wander to other streams or you might hear the Lord's rebuke.