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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)    |
So many days and nights they trudged to give a lasting place to stay to future fam'lies, friends, who judged the lives they lived in book display. They had a simple task to do, to shoot down foes or be shot down. The lives they took, they seldom knew, except when Christmas hopes abound. In 1914 truce was made 'tween soldiers known as "them and us." When over, arms they new displayed, and many lay in silent dust. In life they marched as rank and file, took orders from the ones, who led. In death their rows remain awhile 'neath stones, that mark the ones, who bled. The ones still standing mark each year. On Veterans Day we bless those lives. Memorial Day with sadness dear, supporting all that love survives. My granddad joined up very young. He was sent home with age found out. He ran away, 'twas soon among his soldier peers in strong redoubt. My dad in sub was Jonah's friend. He ran from God, Who called him, "Go." On floor of sea three days heart rend, he told God, "Yes," pulpit to know. The ones of us, who cherish all each freedom's bliss for many years, "Please, help us, God, to answer call to keep each footprint sown in tears." Though foreign fields I have not marched, my duty, "Vote, and jury serve." I pray I'm wise for they were parched. "God, stand me fast to never swerve." O, blessed soldiers, ever hailed are beacons in the growing night. Your lives held fast, though oft assailed. With tears for home, you stood to fight. by Jay O’Toole on July 29th, 2022 |
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