How admirable was Isaac's occupation! If those who waste hours scrolling through social media, binge-watching shows, or losing themselves in empty distractions could only learn wisdom, they would find far more profitable society and far more fascinating engagement in meditation than in the vanities that charm them now.

We would all know more, live nearer to God, and grow in grace if we were more alone. Meditation chews the cud and extracts the real nutriment from the mental food gathered elsewhere. And when Jesus is the theme, meditation is sweet indeed! Isaac found Rebecca while engaged in private musings; many others have found their best Beloved there.

How admirable was his choice of place! In the field we have a study hung round with texts for thought. From the cedar to the hyssop, from the soaring eagle down to the chirping grasshopper, from the blue expanse of heaven to a drop of dew—all things are full of teaching! And when the eye is divinely opened, that teaching flashes upon the mind far more vividly than from written books. Our little rooms are neither so healthy, so suggestive, so agreeable, or so inspiring as the fields. Let us count nothing common or unclean, but feel that all created things point to their Maker, and the field will at once be hallowed.

How admirable was the season! The hour of sunset, as it draws a veil over the day, befits that repose of the soul when earthborn cares yield to the joys of heavenly communion. The glory of the setting sun excites our wonder, and the solemnity of approaching night awakens our awe.

Dear reader, if the business of this day will permit it, it will be well if you can spare an hour to walk in the field at eventide. But if not, the Lord is in the town too, and will meet with you in your chamber or in the crowded street. Let your heart go forth to meet him!