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 |    We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
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“There are times when solitude is better than society, and silence is wiser than speech. We should be better Christians if we were more alone, waiting upon God, and gathering through meditation on His Word spiritual strength for labour in his service. We ought to muse upon the things of God, because we thus get the real nutriment out of them. . . . Why is it that some Christians, although they hear many sermons, make but slow advances in the divine life? Because they neglect their closets, and do not thoughtfully meditate on God's Word. They love the wheat, but they do not grind it; they would have the corn, but they will not go forth into the fields to gather it; the fruit hangs upon the tree, but they will not pluck it; the water flows at their feet, but they will not stoop to drink it. From such folly deliver us, O Lord. . . .” ― Charles Spurgeon “Our anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strengths.” ― C. H. Spurgeon “Hope itself is like a star- not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity.” ― Charles Haddon Spurgeon “If sinners be damned, at least let them leap to Hell over our dead bodies. And if they perish, let them perish with our arms wrapped about their knees, imploring them to stay. If Hell must be filled, let it be filled in the teeth of our exertions, and let not one go unwarned and unprayed for.” ― Charles Spurgeon “A Bible that’s falling apart usually belongs to someone who isn’t.” ― Charles Spurgeon “Visit many good books, but live in the Bible.” ― Charles Spurgeon “When your will is God's will, you will have your will.” ― Charles Spurgeon https://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2876959.Charles_Haddon_Spurgeon (Philippians 2:13, KJV)    |
What wondrous Joy has been my life! To live each day with this great wife, may God give years on years to come, that days are blest and so the sum. Her giftings soar beyond the sky. I see her flying up so high. Support I will, each livelong day. Her truest work is joyous play. We love our days walked side-by-side. We take turns as each other's guide, but God, Who joined our hearts as one has saved, redeemed us in His Son. Though immature we were back then, a teenaged girl, and basically a man, such foolishness God's Wisdom work to mold an unsure lass and sort of a jerk into a couple now made strong, not of our own, but of His song. He's used the years to smelt the tin, that when He's through His Glory would win. I'm staggered by amazing grace, that shows this Joy, reveals His Face. I have no pow'r to make this life, that's weathered days of harshest strife. I'll say it now and say it e'er, "My bless-ed life is most unfair for if deserving measures aught, He missed the truth as I've been taught, "But if He measures by His Grace my abject life has with Him Place. My wife, who's aptly 'Angel' named gives love to me and never shame." She tells me "I do love her good in wondrous days, and unsure mood." 'Tis my great pleasure her to gift my heart of hope in hers to lift. "I thank, Thee, Lord, for these long years You've paved the road and saved from fears. Please, help us serve You through our days, two trophies for Your vast displays." by Jay O'Toole on July 30th, 2020 |
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So beautifully written.