I have read of a painter, who being warmly re- prehended by a cardinal for putting too much red in the faces of St. Paul and St. Peter, answered, ' It is to shew how much they blush at the conduct of many, who style themselves their successors.*— Were Abraham, the father of the faithful, now on earth, how would he disclaim all relation to many who call themselves his offspring ! Though there was less grace discovered to the saints of old ; yet there was more grace discovered by them. They knew little, and did much^ we know much, and do little.
Muckle Kate Not a very ordinary name! But then, Muckle Kate, or Big Kate, or Kate-Mhor, or Kate of Lochcarron was not a very ordinary woman! The actual day of her salvation is difficult to trace to its sunrising, but being such a glorious day as it was, we simply wish to relate something of what shone forth in the redeemed life of that "ill-looking woman without any beauty in the sight of God or man." Muckle Kate was born and lived in Lochcarron in the county of Ross-shire. By the time she had lived her life to its eighty-fifth year she had well-earned the reputation of having committed every known sin against the Law of God with the exception murder. Speaking after the manner of men, if it took "Grace Abounding" to save a hardened sinner like John Bunyan, it was going to take "Grace Much More Abounding" to save Muckle Kate. However, Grace is Sovereign and cannot be thwarted when God sends it on the errand of salvation, and even the method used in bri
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