|Fight the good fight of faith| (I. Tim. vi.12).
Oh, beloved, how must God feel about us after He has given us His heart's blood, put so many advantages in our way, expended upon us so much grace and care, if we should disappoint Him. It makes the spirit cry, |Who is sufficient for these things?| Evermore I can see before me the time when you and I shall stand on yonder shore and look back upon the years that have been, these few short years of time. Oh, may we cast ourselves at Jesus' feet and say: |Many a time have we faltered; many a hard fight has come, but Thou hast kept me and held me, thanks to God, who has given me the victory through the Lord Jesus Christ.| From the battlefields of the Peninsula, a little band of veterans came forth, and they gave each a medal with the names of all their battles on one side, and on the other side this little sentence, |I was there.| Oh, when that hour shall come, may it be a glad, glad thought to look back over the trials and sacrifices of these days and remember, |I was there, and by the help of God and the grace of Jesus, I am here.|