The Heavenly River
Yes, the wings of anxious thought must be let down if we are to hear His peaceful words. I have been reading some of them this morning in Romans 8. Those blessed words about love remind me of what you say. We need never, never fear that the stream of love will run dry. The heavenly river, the river of God which is full of water, never will. And so, as drop by drop we seem to be drained dry, it is only seeming. It isn't really so. It cannot be so. For more love is perpetually pouring through us, 'love instead of love'.
Your friend will find it so. All will seem to be used up, all strength, all that she has to give, and then more will come. She will reign in life--another of the words in Romans that are fathomless.
But I know well that these are hard days. His were hard. We don't want ease when He had rough ways. She is tired for His name's sake. Jesus being weary sat there on the well. How glad we shall be afterwards that we were allowed to be weary for Him.
Yes, love is a glorious thing, new every morning. There is nothing to fear if there is love. 'Lord, do Thou turn me all into love, and all my love into obedience. And let my obedience be without interruption.' (Saint Augustine)
--Candles In The Dark by Amy Carmichael