"Now, whom do you trust?"—Isaiah 36:5.

Reader, this is an important question. Listen to a Christian's answer and see if it’s yours. "Whom do you trust?" "I trust," says the Christian, "in the Son—the man Christ Jesus. I trust Him to take away all my sins through His sacrifice and to clothe me with His

perfect righteousness. I trust Him to be my Intercessor, presenting my prayers and desires before His Father’s throne, and I trust Him to be my Advocate on the last great day, to plead my case and justify me. I trust Him for who He is, for what He’s done, and for what He’s promised to do."

Our London fog seeps through your clothes, skin, and bones, right into your marrow; the sinner’s uneasiness is much like that. He tries to escape his feelings of despair and fear by indulging in all sorts of things the world calls pleasure, but he can’t

do it. He’s "without God," and as a result, without peace. He’s like those shivering, poorly dressed, hungry people we see on foggy nights, hurrying to get a cold seat on the steps of the workhouse.