Crossing the Col D’Obbia, the mule laden with our luggage sank in the snow, nor could it be recovered until its load was removed, then, but not till then, it scrambled out of the hole it had made, and pursued its journey. This circumstance made us meditate upon the wise way in which the gracious Father unloads us by our own losses, and brings us into the experience of poverty, that we may be able to pursue our journey to heaven, and not sink in the snow of carnal-mindedness.—SPURGEON.
