“Mankind is born for trouble as surely as sparks fly upward.” (Job 5:7) O, what losses and crosses, sorrows and distresses, uncertainties and anxieties, do mankind labor under! Godly wisdom will lead me to expect nothing but vanity and vexation here below. But, O! how happy is the soul that has all the treasure in heaven–all his happiness in God! May this be my case, and then I shall triumph in the midst of losses, distresses, disappointments, and pain! I take a loose hold of all earthly things, that when they are twisted out of my hand–they may not torment my heart! Eternal felicity secured, is a noble panacea, and a sufficient antidote against the heaviest misfortunes and disappointments of this deceitful world! I rest, and am composed, and calmly wait on You, resigned to heaven’s determination, in everything concerning me in time–until I arrive at that better country, at that perfect state, where there is neither disappointment nor pain!