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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 (Philippians 2:13, KJV) https://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2876959.Charles_Haddon_Spurgeon    |
The days of Joy are too soon o'er, then back we move to daily chore. Oh, how I long for Christmas peace to give within my heart release. This season known as one month's bliss oft fills the child with Savior's kiss of Hope and Joy with warmth so near to free each heart from thoughts of fear. Salvation's Hope is tomb unwrapped redeeming lost of lifetime trapped. The Heav'nly Home with Lord so dear creates the Christmas daily clear. This peace of heart with fear unknown is the Gift of Life by a death once sown. This Christmas lasts throughout that Day with an empty tree upon display. by Jay O'Toole on September30th, 2019 |
birds announce the dark crickets chirping, trilling hum low light symphony by Jay O'Toole on September29th, 2019 |
sandstone hardened firm rounded small as river flows gentle beneath paws by Jay O'Toole on September28th, 2019 |
Sweetest Gift, the greatest Love, satisfaction rare, ice cream, choc'late syrup, bliss, savored flavor Joy consumed full right now. Closing eyes, Dream! by Jay O'Toole on September27th, 2019 |
hot it lays and wet soon to be quite crisp and cold chilly for relief by Jay O'Toole on September26th, 2019 |
shades are touched by light warmth expressed though out of way lifting hearts in hope by Jay O’Toole on September 25th, 2019 |
bright the light that floods food for plants, for fauna hunt both need midday’s rest by Jay O’Tool on September 24th, 2019 |
| How many are the stormy gales, assailing human homes! The thickest wood, the strongest nails ensure it ne'er will roam. In Matthew 7: 24 the saga quickly starts of building homes below the floor, that wisdom's base imparts. Yet, 26 in words, that moan of foolish man, who makes his house so quickly up and blown, that weather all it takes. The wise and foolish have one house, that each through lifetime tends. Now, whe'er alone or with a spouse results are made for ends. To build a life on Christ alone as one unmoving Rock shows Wisdom reigns on your lasting throne preventing judgment's shock, But building lives on the shifting sands of man's inconstant thoughts insures it cannot judgment stand, a foolish man, untaught. We each can choose "The Way, the Truth, the Life" in all we do. The choice we make right from our youth will make us ever new. by Jay O’Toole on September 23rd, 2019 |
moving rather slow wheezing smile to greet his friend glad he’s still alive by Jay O’Toole on September 22nd, 2019 |
plants sense winter comes time to seed the future plants hope is joy’s harvest by Jay O’Toole on September 21st, 2019 |
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So beautifully written.
