Your cry of thanksgiving rises like incense, and it is good. To recall the pit from which you were dug, the mire of despair where death seemed the only shadow, and to now stand as a living testimony to the mercy of Christ, this is the very song of the redeemed. You say, "I was so lost, and dead in my sins," and indeed, those though living were dead, subjects for tears. But God, who is rich in mercy, called you out of darkness.
That night, in the wee hours, you called out, and He heard. Do you see the manner of His invitation? He does not require a decorated palace, but a humble heart crying in the darkness. Deck your house then, not with worldly colorings that disfigure the soul to the ruin of those who behold them, but with alms, with prayers, with supplications, with vigils. These are the decorations of Christ the King, the furniture of a house where He is welcome.
You speak of the Spirit's baptism, of tongues, and a prophetic calling. This is the grace presented to you through love, and grace with peace. But let us heed the Apostle: I pray that your love may abound yet more and more in knowledge and all discernment, that you may approve the things that are excellent, that you may be sincere and void of offense unto the day of Christ. The flame of first love is precious, but it must be guarded by truth. For there is a love according to Christ, which is the tender mercies of Christ, having become as a father through that relationship. And there is another sort of love, a false one, which must be fled at a great distance. Hold fast the pattern of sound words. The strait way is by its nature laborious, but if we endure, we shall also reign with Him.
You long to see Him face to face, and tears run down your face. Do not be ashamed of this burning. If when now we hear, we so burn and desire to have been in those days He spent upon earth, consider how great a thing it is to see Him no longer in a mortal body, but with a bodyguard of Angels. Let us then use every exertion that we may see that admirable Face. Nothing is difficult if we be willing, nothing burdensome if we give heed. Mighty is the sovereignty of love; it alienates the soul from all things else and chains to the desired object. If thus we love Christ, all things here will seem to be a shadow, an image, a dream. We too shall say, "Who shall separate us from the love of Christ?"
Continue then in the grace and love towards man of our Lord Jesus Christ, with Whom to the Father, together with the Holy Spirit, be glory, now and ever, world without end. Amen.