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) |
"A day ago my Friend was killed upon a cruel cross. I thought He was Messiah, who would save me from all loss." "But here I sit with head in hand in this dark upper room alone, not with the former band, who supped before the tomb." "His words were odd. I could not tell what He could possibly mean. 'I'll rise again. I'll be quite well, the life you've never seen.'" "But that was then, and this is now. 'Twas great while it did last. I really must go on somehow, and put that in the past." "The sabbath gives me a moment's rest, but what to do next week? Return to fishing? Pack and wrest my life to new life seek?" "There's nothing left for me right here. Messiah, and my friend, is dead and gone. My life is drear. How can I ever mend?" "I pride myself on being blest to know one's character, but I'm just stupid. Now, I've messed my life up. What's left here?" "I hope, that when my life doth end, I'll live with Adonai, but sin is where He cannot bend. I hope, that I won't fry." "I wish I knew the way to go to live my life, again. Much better, if I did not know this one, who was my Friend." "What's left to do, but go to sleep, and hope I never wake. If He is dead, I'm not His sheep, but one big, black mistake." "A pile of flax, my tunic rolled, and tears to serve as meat. My hope is gone. I can't be bold. I'm a tare and not some wheat." "O, give me sleep, Dear Adonai. Make me forget my pain. Please make the morning blessings nigh, that I may hope, again." "I hold you in my arms, Dear Child. The waiting's almost through. The pain you feel will seem as mild when I am holding you." "The task I've lived, I did obey, that you could live with me. The death I died has more to say when from this death I'm free." "My child, the Morning is so blest. You'll wake refreshed, and see, your faith is stronger through this test. Forever you're with me." by Jay OโToole on April 16th, 2022 |