Reminders of the gospel that was preached to you, which you received, in which you stand, and by which you are being saved, that you may hold fast to the word preached to you.
I should be glad to lie under Christ's feet and receive the crumbs of any grace that fall from his sweet fingers to forlorn sinners. I lie often, awkwardly looking at the king's windows. Surely I am unworthy of a seat in the king's hall, but I often look far off, both feared and framed like to that fairest face, Fearing He bid me look away from Him, my guiltiness rises up upon me and I have no answer for it. Yet Christ has another compass by which He sells than my short and raw thoughts. I leave his part of it to himself. I dare not expound his dealing as sorrow and misbelief often dictate to me. I look often with bleared and blind eyes to my Lord's cross, and when I look to the wrong side of His cross, I know that I miss a step and slide. Surely, I see that I have not legs of my own for carrying me to heaven. I must go in at heaven's gates, borrowing strength from Christ. Samuel Rutherford.