We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
“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) |
This weekend its over for being a child, at least that's according to days. For eighteen is when your adulthood is filed. Forever adulting just stays. Adult is a title, a job, and a role. We all have to do it, it seems, if we've been 'round the sun more than eighteen times whole, we're childlike when vacation deems. Must we go to our rooms when punishment sounds, or can we now do as we like? If we like we can distance when coughing abounds, and cases seem somewhat to spike. You've freedom to own your own car, buy your gas, and find your own job really soon. You've the joy to now graduate as soon as you pass, and set up your sights to the moon. With all kidding aside I now say in good pride, "It's an honor to see you full grown." There'll be tears. I can't lie, since your memories abide, but great days are ahead to be known. Happy Birthday, My Dear, for your best it is clear is ahead. So, don't crane to look back. There's no cause for your fear, but great joy and blest cheer for your gifting is full with no lack. The Lord give you His Best for in Him you are blest, since He paid for your past with His Blood. In His Wings you should rest for He guides your life's quest. This your flower is now in the bud. by Jay O’Toole on September 10th, 2021 |