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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)    |
grows in a cherry high, a tree of altitude makes consumers fast by Jay O’Toole on March 21st, 2022 |
The fields are green in peaceful rest, surrounded by the pines. The torrents dropped, in recent test, and colored in the lines. The fields of grass may soon become some fields of cotton boles or peanut tubers, making some great meals to keep us whole. The fields remind of parents’ house so many miles from here. The loss of Dad and his dear spouse is grief so daily near. by Jay O’Toole on March 18th, 2022 |
| Q. 2. How doth it appear that there is a God? A. The very light of nature in man, and the works of God, declare plainly that there is a God; but his word and Spirit only do sufficiently and effectually reveal him unto men for their salvation. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- In My Own Words: Question: "How do we know God exists?" Answer: "There is still a spark of Creation's light in the human heart, that sees God's working throughout The Creation. This prevenient grace shows, 'There is a God" to the childlike heart. (In other words, all children know, that God exists, until age or abuse calls that knowledge into question.) However, it is only His Word and Holy Spirit, which can reveal salvation with completeness to the heart of men." And Again Trying to Simplify: Question: "How does it become apparent, that there is a God?" Answer: "Something in Man plus the works of God together say, 'There is a God,' but The Word of God and The Spirit of God, only and together, can be the full revelation of God to Man for the completion of the saving of Man's soul." Ultimately, the wording of the catechism is unwieldy because the complexity of God escapes the brilliant, and is see only by the heart of the child. ------------------------------------------- This last part of the answer marries so easily with a beloved hymn from my childhood. "his word and Spirit only do sufficiently and effectually reveal him unto men for their salvation." Hymn: "He Lives" "Chorus He lives, He lives, Christ Jesus lives today! He walks with me and talks with me Along life’s narrow way. He lives, He lives, salvation to impart! You ask me how I know He lives: He lives within my heart." ------------------------------------------------------- How can it be, that He appears to freely, fully live? When searching hard and with great tears, I've nothing left to give. The mind of Man, sincerest heart can't grasp The One Above, but childlike souls know from the start this God of lasting love. The Infant is so near the one, He made in Garden, rare, that light, a spark, and working Son say, "God exists right there." Salvation's work is made, anon, by The Word and Spirit's touch. These Two when Surgeon's work is done bring gratitude, so much. The unchanged man can see, that God exists through childlike heart, but by The Spirit and The Word the new man gets his start. --------------------------------------------------------- John 6:37, KJV, "All that the Father giveth me shall come to me; and him that cometh to me I will in no wise cast out." --------------------------------------------------------- by Jay O’Toole on March 18th, 2022 |
I knew a director, whose fish, could sing any song he might wish, but the fish caught a cold, then off-key, I am told, "Dearest tuna became quite a dish." The director, he tried it, again, thinking, "Twice is a charm I can win," but the cold of the flounder had results not much sounder, "I can't tune this old fish, that's so thin." That Insanity's record is broke, and determined to try's not a joke. Off-key fishies can't sing. "Tuna fish" is a thing, but he didn't know how, this dear bloke. by Jay O’Toole on March 17th, 2022 |
| Q. 1. What is the chief and highest end of man? A. Man's chief and highest end is to glorify God, and fully to enjoy him forever. https://opc.org/lc.html ---------------------------------------------------- O, what's the chief and highest end of man upon the Earth? What would it take for God to send His Son in humble birth? We must needs live to glorify The One, Who set our home upon this planet made great by The Hands, that fashioned loam. "Man's chief and highest end," I say, "is that we'd give to God His glorious due, to work, and play, enjoy Him, ever awed." We find naught else, that's higher still to live, and breathe, and know than in His Face to find our thrill, and ever love, and grow. by Jay O’Toole on March 16th, 2022 |
What's it like to win a game you have no right to win? What's it like to serve the Lord with nothing left to give? What's it like to know the past, and know the future's good? What's it like to be redeemed when nothing says you could? What's it like to face the sea with soldiers at your back? What's it like to have no food, but never have a lack? What's it like to know your job is coming to an end, but see it's just as it should be with no more days to tend? A parent's job is honorable. We teach, and step aside. We watch the infant, now adult, with loving, godly pride. A parent's life is best described as "giving 'til the gift becomes a giver of their own, that HIStory does lift." "Unnecessary" is the goal, but is it really that? Is there no more, that I can do? The thought just falls quite flat. The daily task of propping up, and helping her to be will soon be done as new day shows responsibility. What's it like to cheer her on, and be here left behind? What's it like to see the plan, so honorable and kind? It's like Creation He did launch to bless His dear loved ones. He started what He always keeps, and daily loves His sons. by Jay O’Toole on March 15th, 2022 |
Sleepy faces sit and stare. New the time, but where? O, where? Sun still shines the same right there, but our clocks are changed. It's like we're living further east, but moving homes have not increased, efficient thinking has decreased, until we get some rest. Two weeks, it seems, the body takes, until the daily rhythm makes its newest sleep-time, then it wakes, refreshed to "sieze the day." We see the days, so clear and bright, a-lengthening to shorten night, our bedtime is now slightly tight as we seek respite best. How hot the days as summer comes with work to do, and tilled the sums, march we more, and beat the drums, now waiting for the cold. by Jay O’Toole on March 14th, 2022 |
Made a gift, He made me to gift my life to God. Like the Lord to fully see, His wonders I applaud. Flowing heart in heart with Him, made to be as He. Privileged as His own friends, now He calls us, "we." Greater things than He had done, I do His wonders, now. Formed in God by His Own Son, in worship I do bow. Made a temple of the Lord. Made to glorify. Wondrous Promise of His Word, Now and Bye & Bye. Walking in the Freedom giv'n, I'm made new in Christ. Blessed days so fully livin' for He paid the Price. Make an impact on this world because He lives inside. "Damned by sin," that curse is hurled. "It's for those tears I died." Because I breathe I'm fully loved. He made me for His own. He keeps me now as blest, reproved, restored, His flesh and bone. "He walks with me and talks with me. He tells me I'm His" best. He loves the me, that He can see, endured He did my test. To know the Father, look at Christ. I'm tuned by His true fork. He saved me through blest, paid Price. No loved one will He shirk. Accepted fully in His Heart, I've nothing more to do. Death to self from ev'ry start, receive this life all new. "He works together for my good, all things that come my way." I feast on Christ, my living food, my face, His Glorious display. He measured up. In Him, I live, communing in His Grace. To this life all me I give. My heart, Your Kingly place. Established in His Covenant, partakers with His Son, redeemed in Christ through certain rest, we're new, and we are one. Partakers of His Sacrifice, accepted in His love, all chosen to be worth the Price, made fit to live Above. Accepted amnesty from Sin, "I cannot change my past. Accept, that it's all done and been. My love will ever last." The Mercy of the Loving One is all I now receive. My blessed Lord, God's Only Son, I lovingly believe. by Jay O’Toole on March 13th, 2022 |
| weeks of time we wait then the goal is fin'lly reached this life chapter closed heart and mind know loss looking back upon this time never here again turn the mind to hope future days have much to share we have much to gain new roads lie before once a child the child remains ever in the heart adulting days are now here releasing child to the world by Jay O’Toole on March 11th, 2022 |
"For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known." (I Corinthians 13:12, KJV) -------------------------------------------------------- "For now we see through windows, dark, but then quite face to face. Right now I know an info's quark, but then I'll know the place." Today, I question, if I'm seen, and if you hear my voice. I may not know what I have been, nor if it's right, my choice. I wonder much among the souls, who live with me on Earth. Communication hath such holes, and questions 'bout one's worth. But when we fin'lly see the Lord in Presence ever Known, we're safe within His living Word with Grace, which ne'er is flown. To live with Him as sons we're known in blest adoption, rare. His loving wife, His flesh and bone, we're cherished past all care. We're known for all we're made to be. We're known, and loved, and blest. We're known as chosen ones by He, Who conquered ev'ry test. We're known forever in His Eyes. We're known within His Heart. We're kept, and known past plaintiff cries, acquitted on His Part. by Jay O’Toole on March 10th, 2022 |
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