It is the highest stage of manhood to have no wish, no thought, no desire, but Christ to feel that to die were bliss, if it were for Christ that to live in penury, and woe, and scorn, and contempt, and misery, were sweet for Christ to feel that it matters nothing what becomes of one’s self, so that our Master is but exalted to feel that though, like a sere leaf, we are blown in the blast, we are quite careless whither we are going, so long as we feel that the Master’s hand is guiding us according to His will. – Charles Spurgeon

“Lead me, O LORD, in your righteousness…” Psalm 5:8