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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)    |
To speak the depths of my deep heart would take Eternity for Christ has filled a greater part than I can fully see. Winnie Kay  rapped my knuckles a fewto learn me some Comma Sense. At times a punctuation "shampoo" just needs a little rinse. 'Twas Carol Saint Ann  and her novel approach,that led to bookish reviews. I hope some day to fly more than coach as a writer the readers will choose. The Poetry-verse is the place where I live, and Dave  is our honored MC.'Tis the Poet's Place Café, that I often do give my best rhymes for him there for to see. With this verse you can see, I am never averse to send kudos, and blessings to all, but reviewing's immerse to make better, not worse, and that writers continue to call. A new daughter has blest my dear writing days here. Samberine Everose  is now beyond wordsfor she honors my name with her kindness so clear. 'Tween heart and true blood the line's blurred. Another sister is here in our family Above LMs❤️BrewinMagic  relocated to newer home climesgave Mississippi the slip, though she left you in love now her Arkansas home has new chimes. I do hope, my dear Sis, I've remembered the truth, and that those are the places you've lived, but if not we'll thank Mem'ry so much stronger in youth, and the License, that Poetry doth give.  Every morning we think of the Queen and her cup as we toast to Lilli 🧿 ☕  's health quite anon.This poem she'll like, and approve it with, "Yup!" but new fivers we'll need when they’re gone. O, what more could I say of the Man, and his Bride, The StoryMaster  , The StoryMistress  have laidfoundations, and walls, a roof with great pride, and our writings to bring them hath bade. This great party must end at the stroke of midnight, but our joys and our dances increase. Every day of the year is most comely and bright when our writings give minds wondrous peace. Where will end I this rhyme of this Writing.Com? Let the rhythms take you through the site to The Hub, and the Newsfeed, Newsletters and some of the groups, and the forums each night. Lest we quickly forget of our friendships on here, search portfolios, reviewers, and blogs. Keep Schnujo's Doing NaNoWriMo?  the front of your searchings. O Dear,just missed 15 new posts, that she logged. Every writer has much to their world, now to say, and the writing's like heartbeats, and prints of our fingers, unique from Life's ends, and today. Are you writing? Please, take this long hint. by Jay O’Toole on September 7th, 2022 |
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