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) |
Oh, who can rest in boist'rous waves assaying our demise. The One Lone God in Power saves, and keeps us as His Prize. But watch Him sleep as the rudder reels, and threatens to break off, yet presently awake He deals with dark clouds borne aloft. "Shalom. These men belong to me. Return to glass and sun. Permission is not given thee to wrestle for your fun." "Who is this man?" Astonied men are staggered by their thoughts. "He speaks the word and lately wins as the storm like students taught." The waves now stilled, the dark dispersed, the mariners at peace. Th'experience leads to knowledge thirst as struggles quickly cease. Another day He went to pray upon a mountain near, but when the light had ebbed away, He passed this night so dear. His students fared not good, nor great, but roiling in the soup, He seemed as though He waited late for nearly broke the sloop. Compassioned heart He came to them a-walking on the waves. Not knowing that He need not swim, they were now Fear's best slaves. "Fear not," he quoth, "Your Lord is here. I am. So, know you, joy. The storm's a test. Receive good cheer. Now, faith you must employ." "Oh, Lord, I'd come to you alone," spoke Peter from the heart. "Then, come," and Peter's faith was shown at the walk on the water's start. The boisterous waves made him afraid. His sinking was begun. Yet, just as soon his Lord was bade, quick-lifted by the Son. "Oh, Little Faith, why did you doubt?" No answer was returned. They entered the ship, the end of their route, and peace from Him they learned. Great words they offered Him right there. Astonishment galore. "Thou art the Son of God," we swear, and worshipped they The Door. These days are blowing 'gainst our soul, but Jesus is The Way. Just trust His Heart. You're fully whole. The waves must Him obey. by Jay O’Toole on September 28th, 2020 |