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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)    |
Betimes this life will change it's pace, and throw a little curve. Those times it's best to lean on Grace, not what we think's deserved. The whispered peace, that Christmas brings was seen when Jesus came. The crickets chirp. A robin sings, "He's evermore the same." The star, that lit that sky-high tree bent magi to their knees. The light of God on Calvary bore sin in death to free. The Christmas Babe rose from the grave as Lord forevermore. This whispered hope, that "Jesus saves" has settled Death's dread score. Christ rose, again, and Death can't speak. He took our place as One so meek. Each day He whispers to some heart, "My Gift for you makes new life start." The Christmas Peace in whispered tones, proclaims He died for thee alone. Arising for His third day's win. New life He lives. He paid for sin. Our whispered peace this Christmastide began when blood flowed from His side to give us life forevermore, and lasting riches from His store. Each Christmas as a whispered peace we're blest to see His Face. His Joy in us will soon increase, while resting in His Grace. by Jay O’Toole on December 13th, 2022 |
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