As I reflect on the upward call toward God, that sweet inner life with Christ, and the hunger to continue pressing further in, I think of the words of one of my favorite authors, Octavius Winslow: “What prompts a constant traveling to the atoning blood? What endears the Savior who shed that blood? What is it that makes his flesh meat indeed, and his blood drink indeed? What is it that keeps the conscience tender and clean? What enables the believer to walk with God as a dear child? O, it is the secret contrition of the lowly spirit, springing from a view of the cross of Jesus, and through the cross leading to the heart of God.”