s friend, do you not often forget these seasons, coming so frequently?
said he. I have made the practice habitual to me; and I can no more forget it than forget to drink when I am thirsty.
The habit has become as delightful as regular.
Jackson had a firm and unshaken trust in the promises of God and His superintending Providence under all circumstances, and it was his habitual practice to pray for and trust in Divine guidance under every circumstance of trial.
His friend, Elder Lyle—one of the noblest specimens of a faithful Christian that ever lived—used to question him very closely on his Christian experience, and one day asked him if he really believed the promise: All things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.
He said that he did, and the elder asked: If you were to lose your health, would you believe it then?
Yes! I think I should.
How if you were to become entirely blind?
I should still believe it.