I was listening to a sermon by Mark Dever today on James 1 and he quoted a line from Robert Browning's poem:
I walked a mile with Pleasure
She chattered all the way
But there was nothing I could learn
From all she had to say
I walked a mile with Sorrow
And never a word said she
But, oh, all the things I learned
When Sorrow walked with me.
Not distant past
10 months ago
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