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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)

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April 1, 2025 at 6:32pm
April 1, 2025 at 6:32pm
#1086376
coming in unknown
filled with foolishness so much
taxing is the ides


by Jay O’Toole
on April 1st, 2025


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March 31, 2025 at 6:20pm
March 31, 2025 at 6:20pm
#1086291
"O, Dorothy, 'tis true, you see.
We're not in Kansas anymore!
"
With weather lore, I sought to free
this month because of early roar.

"If comes in it does by the lion's mane,
then goes out it will with the softest rain.
"
But roaring storms pass by, again,
throughout this March to leave insane.

"This land, O Dot, 'tis emerald green.
Ignore the man behind the screen.
Such weather, I have rarely seen.
What flowers will in April preen?
"

"Comes in like a lion, and goeth out the same."
The lore no more is quite as wise.
This weather, yet, may seem quite tame
when The Lord will in His Wrath chastise.


by Jay O’Toole
on March 31st, 2025


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March 28, 2025 at 5:06pm
March 28, 2025 at 5:06pm
#1086134
I've heard it said some time ago,
"You didn't really lose your friend,
if you know where, that he did go.
"
Yet, how can I my heart now mend?

But I've lost a part of me these days,
beyond the farthest star he's gone.
What pain he's known in a far-off gaze,
but now he lives the lasting dawn.

The joy-filled man with a mighty smile
would work until all light had fled.
Returning home to rest awhile,
he'd sup with loves as The Word was read.

My words are small to honor one,
who had such a love for God.
He'd shun the praise we lavish on
him. "Always Christ, we ought to laud."

We thank You, Lord, that Doy's now whole,
and hopeful in Your Loving Grace.
The bells for him do present toll,
but joyful, he now sees Your Face.


by Jay O’Toole
on March 28th, 2025


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March 27, 2025 at 4:34pm
March 27, 2025 at 4:34pm
#1086089
A child may think the days will last,
until so many years have passed
as hopes are chased, and some are cast
These days run fast, these days run fast.

The sunset scene's a bright display,
'til light is gone to day's dismay.
"The good's now o'er," some sadly say.
The night can play, the night can play.

"The days are still. This life review.
Take time to think of things to do,
'til curtain falls for me and you,
and then it's through, and then it's through."

The Lord, His Purpose for each life
of time in books, and band with fife,
and e'en for some a lovely wife,
apart from strife, apart from strife.

And when we breathe each lung's breath last,
or list we for Heav'ns trumpet blast.
Thank Jesus for Salvation's "hast."
The Day is vast, the Day is vast.


by Jay O’Toole
on March 27th, 2025


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March 26, 2025 at 4:56pm
March 26, 2025 at 4:56pm
#1086028
So many days of long ago,
I thought that friendship wore
a fluffy sweater, soft to know,
'twas gentle evermore.

But now I see a different tack.
A throw or camel's hair
is friendship's manner, lacking tact
with not a smile, but stare.

Last prophet of the Jewish Torah,
John Baptist wasn't sweet.
His message was, "Avoid Gomorrah!"
Earth's first insipid tweet.

He wore his camel hair to preach
to warn of doom to come.
His friendship sought to lost ones reach,
not win a silver sum.

The greatest friends we'll ever meet
are those who see the Light.
They may with coarseness come to greet
to save us from some plight.

Like John, who came in camel's hair,
a friend will guide us true
for when we're on the path to There,
we'll know the Grace, that's due.

My Greatest Friend is He, Whose Plan
for me in the Greatest Time
is with His Father, there to stand,
thus whitened, made sublime.


by Jay O’Toole
on March 26th, 2025


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March 25, 2025 at 6:47pm
March 25, 2025 at 6:47pm
#1085991
The days of spring do wend their warmish ways,
until the flowers glory in their boast.
True Nature honors God until obeys
Humanity, that knows He's God, The Most. (Philippians 2:5-11, KJV)

Each coolish breeze that meets some muggy breath
brings stormy torrents to a gentle house.
The hostas grow, and with them wondrous heath,
'til stand we do some day with lasting Spouse.

The harshest damage of the winter's cold
left brown the limbs, that weary for the green.
Not long to wait, until new growth be bold,
and bright the wonders by God's Hands be seen.

This God, the Most, forever in His Rule
shows Grace to those He saved by Cross, so cruel.


by Jay O’Toole
on March 25th, 2025


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March 24, 2025 at 6:27pm
March 24, 2025 at 6:27pm
#1085939
The Scream so raucous demanded my eyes.
It leapt from the fabric an unearthly mouth.
The low-light on paisley, a darkened surprise,
remained still unheard as meaning went south.

That same paisley loop when looking, again
was a slight Santa Claus with a jolly, big nose.
Near black & white tint in this canvas of din
with curling up mouth when the smile first arose.

The white-dancing petalled camellias now seen
with leaves in the background, unknown to fade fast.
The pinks, and some darker as nature's slow preen.
This image of threads made a longtime to last.

The birds on a limb, this family so blest,
a red father cardinal with others quite dull
find solace together to weather each test
are threaded as one by Love's greatest pull.


by Jay O’Toole
on March 24th, 2025


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March 21, 2025 at 11:52pm
March 21, 2025 at 11:52pm
#1085815
There was a great need for a kitty,
whose meows were first wise, and then witty.
The first part of the set
was to roll o'er, and pet
'fore getting self clawed just a bitty.


by Jay O’Toole
on March 21st, 2025


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March 20, 2025 at 5:13pm
March 20, 2025 at 5:13pm
#1085747
When the words are slow to come,
and thoughts don't easily jell,
we're tempted to enthrone the sum
as "nothing left to tell."

But all this means, I firmly feel
is "life has been a load."
When rough-made waters fight the keel,
find harbor and abode.

The heart digs in. "Just strongly move
to force the body, 'Go!'
"
The body yelps to "Reigns remove,
and more compassion show.
"

The currents pummel ev'ry keel,
then shore we must the wood,
returning hope to worthy weel,
rerighting life that's good.

Let's help the keel each wayworn barque
doth need to sail as true.
The given help, the needed spark,
then travel is in view.


by Jay O’Toole
on March 20th, 2025


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March 19, 2025 at 8:12pm
March 19, 2025 at 8:12pm
#1085701
day shines through the trees
silhouetting soldiers stand
‘fore the night’s advance


by Jay O’Toole
on March 19th, 2025

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