he might have felt as I sometimes do: I will not relinquish this misery, not right now. God has taken away what I most wanted. I have a right to feel sorry for myself. I have been wronged, I will refuse, for a while at least, any offer of comfort and healing. Don’t speak to me of joy. You pour salt in my wounds. Let me lick them for a while. If any such quite natural thoughts entered Matheson’s mind, God understood, for He too had been a man. In His mercy, He helped him to put them away and to write, I cannot close my heart to Thee. There is the response of a humbled heart, one that admits its
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