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) |
Fluffy blanket on the ground, shimm'ring from the bright sunlight. cold, yet warming hearts thus found. Take away all shades of night. Inside hearth great embers red radiate their heat about, chase the chill as cozy fed are hopeful bodies without doubt. Christmas time has come, again, wending through each forest stand, speaking to the world of men, "God has brought His Saving Plan." Cold of Sin doth chill in death human souls, who selfish are. Resurrect with New Life's Breath those, who've wandered from Thee far. Oh, Build this house upon The Rock to fortify 'gainst Judgment's frost. Renew each heart from wintry shock of everlasting selfish cost. Cold outside doth bite and gnaw. Warmth inside feels hopeful, new. The Father's Will doth to Him draw the souls of men, The Babe's gifts, too. Cold the blanket 'round us lays. Warm the Message from Above. Heed the Words The Bible says, "Flee to Jesus' Saving Love." by Jay O’Toole on October 24th, 2023 |