We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
โThere 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. . . .โ โ Charles Spurgeon โOur anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strengths.โ โ C. H. Spurgeon โHope itself is like a star- not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity.โ โ Charles Haddon Spurgeon โIf 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.โ โ Charles Spurgeon โA Bible thatโs falling apart usually belongs to someone who isnโt.โ โ Charles Spurgeon โVisit many good books, but live in the Bible.โ โ Charles Spurgeon โWhen your will is God's will, you will have your will.โ โ Charles Spurgeon https://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2876959.Charles_Haddon_Spurgeon (Philippians 2:13, KJV) |
Carbo-loading reindeer team, pressing Santa's jolly suit, stuffing bears, and sowing seams, testing horns, that loudly toot. "Santa's trip is almost here! Shine up Rudolph's glowing nose! Compute the route, that's free and clear! Smooth the treads before he goes!" Toys are packed, but still, there's more working elves around the clock. Bits and pieces line the floor. The spelling elves, now sign each sock. His frequent flyer miles are full, 'til Christmas 3095, but Mama Claus still has some pull to keep him home their Joy to thrive. "But that must wait. Tomorrow night is on the schedule as you know. Yet, when I'm back by morning light, we'll snuggle on the couch I trow." "Let's snuggle, now. The wind, it bites throughout all North America. Just hold me close. Yes, really tight, and take me soon to Florida." The final task is supper time to tighten his wide, rugged belt, then final sleep in thoughts sublime. His looks to her, her heart still melts. by Jay OโToole on December 23rd, 2022 |