Sunday School Thoughts

 

 

LIFE IN CHRIST

 

A SERMON DELIVERED ON LORD’S-DAY

AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON. MORNING,

JANUARY 1ST, 1871,

 

BY C. H. SPURGEON,

 

“Because I live, ye shall live also.” — John 14:19.

 

This world saw our Lord Jesus for a very little time, but now it seeth him

no more. It only saw him with the outward eye and after a carnal sort, so

that when the clouds received him and concealed him from bodily vision,

this spiritually blind world lost sight of him altogether. Here and there,

however, among the crowds of the sightless there were a few chosen men

who had received spiritual sight; Christ had been light to them, he had

opened their blind eyes, and they had seen him as the world had not seen

him. In a high and full sense they could say, “We have seen the Lord,” for

they had in some degree perceived his Godhead, discerned his mission, and

learned his spiritual character. Since spiritual sight does not depend upon

the bodily presence of its object, those persons who had seen Jesus

spiritually, saw him after he had gone out of the world unto the Father. We

who have the same sight still see him. Read carefully the words of the verse

before us: “Yet a little while, and the world seeth me no more; but ye see

me.” It is a distinguishing mark of a true follower of Jesus that he sees his

Lord and Master when he is not to be seen by the bodily eye; he sees him

intelligently and spiritually; he knows his Lord, discerns his character,

apprehends him by faith, gazes upon him with admiration, sad looks to him

for all he needs. Now, my brethren, remember that as our first sight of

Christ brought us into spiritual life, for we looked unto him and were

saved, so it is by the continuance of this spiritual sight of Christ that our

spiritual life is consciously maintained. We lived by looking, we live still by

looking. Faith is still the medium by which life comes to us from the lifegiving

Lord. It is not only upon the first day of the Christian’s life that he

must needs look to Jesus only, but every day of that life, even until the last,

his motto must be, “Looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our

faith.” The world sees him no more, for it never saw him aright; but ye

have seen him and lived, and now, through continuing still to see him, you

remain in life. Let us ever remember the intimate connection between faith

and spiritual life. Faith is the life-look. We must never think that we live by

works, by feelings, or by ceremonies. “The just shall live by faith.” We dare

not preach to the ungodly sinner a way of obtaining life by the works of the

law, neither dare we hold up to the most advanced believer a way of

sustaining life by legal means. We should in such a case expect to hear the

apostle’s expostulate on, “Are ye so foolish? having begun in the Spirit, are

ye now made perfect by the flesh?” Our glorying is that our life is not

dependent on ourselves, but is safe in our Lord, as saith the apostle, “I am

crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me:

and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of

God, who loved me, and gave himself for me.” Because he lives, we live,

and shall live for ever. God grant that our eye may ever be clear towards

Jesus, our life. May we have no confidence but in our Redeemer; may our

eye be so fixed upon him, that no other object may in any measure or

degree shut out our view of him as our all in all.

The text contains in it very much of weighty truth, far more than we shall

be able to bring forth from it this morning. First, we see in it a life;

secondly, that life preserved; and thirdly, the reason for the preservation of

that life: “Because I live, ye shall live also.”

 

 

 

He purposely discouraged what he must have perceived was the natural tendency

of people’s minds to reverence his mother unduly; and it also seem marvelous, to

any thinking man, that after such words as these of my text, Mariolatry should

have prevailed in the Church of Rome to so frightful an extent as it has done,

and as it still does. Why, for every prayer offered to Jesus Christ, I believe

there are fifty, at the present moment, offered to the Virgin Mary. At all events,

in the Romanist’s rosary, there are nine beads for the “Hail Mary” to every one

for “Our Father.”

 

Observe, that she is to be held in profound respect, she is “blessed among

women;” there should never come from the lips of any Christian a single

word of disrespect to her; she was highly favored, she was a sort of second

Eve, as Eve brought forth sin, this woman, this second Eve, brought forth

the Lord who is our salvation. She does stand in a very high position; but,

still, in no respect is she to be an object of worship; by no means is she to

be lifted up and extolled as though she were immaculately conceived, and

afterwards lived without sin, and were taken up, as the Papists declare, by

a marvellous assumption into heaven, — an assumption, indeed, on their

part, and nothing better than an assumption, without any foundation

whatever in fact. No, brethren, the Virgin Mary was a sinner, saved by

grace, as you and I are. That Savior, whom she brought forth, was a Savior

to her as much as to us. She had to be washed from sin, both original and

contracted, in the precious blood of her own Child, “the son of the

Highest;” neither could she have entered heaven unless he had pronounced

her absolution, and she had been, as we are, “accepted in the Beloved,”

Yet I do not wonder that there was a tendency to exalt her unduly;

however, I do marvel much that, after Christ has spoken so plainly and so

expressly, men should have had the impudence, and the devil should have

had the audacity, to delude millions of professing Christians into a worship

of her, who is to be reverenced, but never to be adored.

If you look at the text, you will see that there is something very beautiful

about it. This woman pronounced a benediction upon the Virgin Mary;

Christ lifts that off, and puts it on all his people. She said, “Blessed is the

woman who brought thee forth.” “Yea,” said Jesus, “she is blessed; but (in

the very same sense,) they are blessed who hear the Word of God, and

keep it.” Thus, my brethren, whatever blessings pertain to Mary, pertain to

you, and pertain to me, if we hear the Word of God, and keep it; whatever

we may suppose to have been the mercies comprehended in her being so

highly favored a person, those very same mercies are yours and mine, if,

hearing the Word of God, we truly keep it.

 

CH Spurgeon, 1864 – Introduction to sermon entitled The True Lineage

 

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God has blessed us with unspeakable favors. He is always blessing

us; it is not possible for us to compute the amount (value – CY – 2018)

of blessing which He is constantly bestowing upon us.  As the echo

answereth to the voice, so let our blessing of God answer to the blessing we

have received from God, even as Paul puts it, “Blessed be the God and Father

of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in

heavenly places in Christ: according as he hath chosen us in him before the

foundation of the world.” This, then, is the work that is to occupy us tonight,

and the work in which we shall continue, I trust, from this time forth and for

evermore. Living unto the living God, time and eternity will be spent in

blessing the blessing God. (CH Spurgeon)

 

It is important to keep in mind how the worship and ministry of each

returning sabbath day helps to keep up the moral standard of life and

conduct among Christian people. 

 

Whose voice was it that we heard last night thundering overhead? Who fashioned the

drops of rain that refreshed the fields? Who breathed the gentle breeze which cooled

and cheered the drooping flowers? Who has sent us this day so clear, so

calm, so bright, “the bridal of the earth and sky”? Who is creating for us

our harvests, and preparing food for man and beast? It is God that doeth

this, doing it in ways beyond our comprehension, yet doing it before our

eyes. There is no other force in the universe save that which is derived

from God. There is no other life except the life which has leaped from the

eternal self-existence. God is in all. Above us in the stars he shines; but he

works also in the grass beneath our feet. Each dew-drop gleams his glory,

and every grain of dust bears his impress. He is within us, keeping our hearts in

motion; and around us, giving to the air we breathe its power to sustain life.

 

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Adversity, blessed of the Holy Spirit, calls our attention to the promise; the promise

quickens our faith; faith betakes itself to prayer; God hears and answers our cry.

This is the chain of a tried soul’s experience. Brethren, as we suffer the tribulation,

as we know the promise, let us immediately exercise faith, and turn in prayer to God;

for surely never did a man turn to God but the Lord also turned to him.  

 

 

 

THE BRIDGELESS GULF

 

A SERMON DELIVERED ON SUNDAY MORNING,

JULY 5TH, 1863,

BY THE REV. C. H. SPURGEON,

      AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON.

 

“Beside all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed: so

that they which would pase from henoe to you cannot; neither can

they pass to us, that would come from thence.” — Luke 16:26.

 

 “Beside all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed.” Human

ingenuity has done very much to bridge great gulis. Scarcely has the world

afforded a river so wide that its floods could not be over leaped; or a

torrent so furious that it could not be made to pass under the yoke. High

above the foam of Columbia’s glorious cataract, man has hung aloft his

slender but substantial road of iron, and the shriek of the locomotive is

heard above the roar of Niagara. This very week I saw the first chains

which span the deep rift through which the Bristol Avon finds its way at

Clifton; man has thrown his suspension bridge across the chasm, and men

will soon travel where only that which hath wings could a little while ago

have found a way. There is, however, one gulf which no human skill or

engineering ever shall be able to bridge; there is one chasm which no wing

shall ever be able to cross; it is the gulf which divides the world of joy in

which the righteous triumph, from that land of sorrow in which the wicked

feel the smart of Jehovah’s sword. Whatever other arguments there may be

why the righteous should have no communion with the wicked in a future

state, beside all these other things, any one of which is enough and

sufficient of itself, there is a great gulf fixed, so that there can be no

passage from the one world to the other.

 

No one will break in to rob or steal or even to look around

No one from hell will ever rape again

No murderer shall never kill another person.

No mother will ever abort her child again.

etc. – Think of things from this earth taken to hell as extra baggage that will

never penetrate heaven because of this chasm – CY – December 5, 2017

 

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GOD’S KNOWLEDGE OF SIN.

 

                   DELIVERED BY C. H. SPURGEON,

 

         AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON,

ON LORD’S-DAY EVENING, OCT. 19TH, 1884.

 

“O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee.” —

Psalm 69:5.

 

IT seems, then, that the best of men have a measure of foolishness in them,

and that, sometimes, that foolishness shows itself. How gentle and tender

ought we to be with others who are foolish when we remember how

foolish we are ourselves! How sincerely ought we to rejoice in Christ as

made of God unto us wisdom, when we see the folly that is bound up in

our hearts, and which too often shows itself in our talk and in our acts! Yet

while the best of men have folly in them, it is one of the marks of a good

man that he knows it to be folly, and that he is willing to confess his sin

before God. “If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the

truth is not in us.” If we stand as the Pharisee stood in the temple, and cry,

“God, I thank thee, that I am not as other men are,” we shall go home, as

the Pharisee did, without the justification which comes from God. It is the

truly good man who stands afar off with the publican, and cries, “God be

merciful to me a sinner,” and he also shall go to his house “justified rather

than the other.”

 

There is one solemn thought which deeply impresses the man who is right

at heart, but who sees his own foolishness and sin, and mourns it; and that

thought is, that God sees it, and sees it more perfectly than he sees it

himself. His own sight of it makes him repent, and humble himself; and his

knowledge of God’s sight of it helps him to that repentance and

humiliation. God sees everything concerning every man; but the most of

men care not about God seeing them, they do not give it so much as a

passing thought. It is the gracious rash, the child of God who, from a

broken heart, cries out, “O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins

are not hid from thee.” And this it is that makes a Christian man so greatly

value the precious blood of Christ, and the perfect righteousness which

Jesus Christ has wrought out; albeit that omniscience still perceives sin, yet

justice does not perceive it. God knows we are sinners, but he imputes to

all believers the righteousness of Christ, and looks upon them as they are in

him. He cleanses us in the precious blood of Jesus, so that we are clean in

his sight, and “accepted in the Beloved.” What a wonderful atonement is

that which hides from God that which cannot be hidden, so that God does

not see what, in another sense, he must always see, and forgets what it is

impossible for him, in another sense, ever to forget! In a just and judicial

way, God casts our sin behind his back, and ceases to see iniquity in his

people because they are clean every whit through washing in the —

 

“Fountain filled with blood,

Drawn from Immanuel’s veins.”

 

Now, looking at our text, I am going to call attention to the great truth of

the omniscience of God, desiring that each one of us may say from our

heart, “O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid

from thee.”

 

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To us, my dear hearers, who believe in Jesus, the gospel is the

most wonderful thing that can ever be. The more we know of it, the more

astounded we are at it. It is a compound of divine and infinite things. When

we study it, we go from wonder to wonder. Here we behold the heart of

God, and hear the voice of his infinite tenderness, his infallible wisdom, his

stern justice, and his supreme beneficence. How can all this be rejected by

you? Surely, you do not know what is in the gospel, or you would hearken

to its every tone. I sat yesterday with two tubes in my ears to listen to (this

being Sept. 22, 1888 – CY – 2017) sounds that came from revolving cylinders of

wax. I heard music, though I knew that no instrument was near. It was music which

had been caught up months before, and now was ringing out as clearly and distinctly

in my ears as it could have done had I been present at its first sound. I heard

Mr. Edison speak: he repeated a childish ditty; and when he had finished he

called upon his friends to repeat it with him; and I heard many American

voices joining in that repetition. That wax cylinder was present when these

sounds were made, and now it talked it all out in my ear. Then I heard Mr.

Edison at work in his laboratory: he was driving nails, and working on

metal, and doing all sorts of things, and calling for this and that with that

American tone which made one know his nationality. I sat and listened, and

I felt lost in the mystery. But what of all this? What can these instruments

convey to us? But oh, to sit and listen to the gospel when your ears are

really opened! Then you hear God himself at work; you hear Jesus speak:

you hear his voice in suffering and in glory, and you rise up and say, “I

never thought to have heard such strange things! Where have I been to be

so long deaf to this? How could I neglect a gospel in which are locked up

such wondrous treasures of wisdom and knowledge, such measureless

depths of love and grace?” In the gospel of the Lord Jesus, God speaks

into the ear of his child more music than all the harps of heaven can yield. I

pray you, do not despise it. Be not such dull, driven cattle that, when God

has set before you what angels desire to look into, you close your eyes to

such glories, and pay attention to the miserable trifles of time and sense.

 

(Excerpt from introduction to CH Spurgeon’s Sermon Further Afield

Sept. 23, 1888 – from Acts 13:46-48)

 

 

There never did live, and there never could live, a man whose entire nature could

be satisfied with his worldly possessions. You know that we call the man, who

delights in hoarding up riches, a miser. Why do we call him by that name unless

it is because he is truly miserable? The very name for the man who is engrossed

with avarice signifies unhappiness; and when you want to describe

somebody who is both aged and wretched, you say, “He is like an old

miser.” Yes, so it is. Men may amass as much wealth as they will, but if,

with the money, they have not acquired something better than the best

metal that ever came from the mine or the mind, they will still go on crying,

“O satisfy us! O satisfy us! “The Indians of South America believed that

the Spaniards’ god was made of gold, and well they might when they saw

the strangers’ devotion to their idol. They once poured molten gold down a

Spaniard’s throat, saying, “Thou hast thirsted for it, now thou shalt have

enough of it.” But if a man could eat gold, and drink gold, and sleep with

gold, and walk with gold, and be robed in gold, yet, still, what is there in

that metal which could satisfy the cravings of the highest part of man’s

nature, — that mysterious spiritual thing which is called the soul? No, there

is no solid satisfaction for the soul in all the wealth in the world.

 

Others have despised this gross pursuit, and they have said that

satisfaction is to be found in fame. We all of us like respect, esteem,

honor; it is false for any man to say that he does not like praise, for he

does; and if anyone is pleased at being told that he does not like flattery, he

is there being more highly flattered than at any other time of his life, and he

is enjoying the sensation! Some men, to gain honors and distinction in

various ways, have made complete slaves of themselves. They have

supposed that, if they could but get the honors, — perhaps the honor of a

degree at the university, or the honor of a certain rank in the profession of

the law, or even in the church, they would be satisfied; but no man was

even yet satisfied with honors. They are but as a puff of wind, which can

never fill an immortal soul. If you read the histories of those statesman who

have risen to the greatest heights of fame, you will, as a rule, find that the

most famous man in the kingdom is generally the greatest slave. He has,

from the very weight of his honors, the heavier burden of responsibility to

bear. As “uneasy lies the head that wears a crown,” so, in its degree,

uneasy lies the head that wears the laurel or the bay. There is no

contentment to be found in fame, as those have proved who have won the

most of it. There was a time when the flattery of two or three poor people

in a village would have satisfied them; but, now, the plaudits of a whole

nation seem as nothing to them; and when the whole world is ringing with

their renown, they sit down in despondency, wring their hands in misery,

and cry, with Solomon, “Vanity of rarities; all is vanity.”

 

 

Others seek satisfaction in pleasure. I may be addressing some young man

who says, “I do not care for wealth; I shall never trouble myself to hoard it.

On the contrary, I love to do it. I do not want to use a rake; give me a

shovel, and I will soon scatter all my father’s substance.” There are some

man who are very proficient in scattering what others have with great

diligence gathered. These people say concerning study, “Let us get out of

these crowded rooms into the pure, fresh air; we mean to go in for

pleasure, and to enjoy ourselves while we can.” This looks, at first sight, as

if it were a prudent thing to do; and, certainly, there is a deal more sense in

enjoying ourselves in a rational fashion than there can be in pinching and

starving ourselves in order to hoard up money for heirs who will ridicule if

they do not actually curse those who have provided so bountifully for

them. Remember what Solomon says about others who seek what they call

pleasure: “Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions? who

hath babbling? who hath wounds without cause? who hath redness of eyes?

That that tarry long at the wine; they that go to seek mixed wine.” There is

no satisfaction there; the merriest man who ever lived, the man who

drained the wine-cup of mirth even to its dregs, has dashed it to the ground

in his fierce indignation, and cursed the day in which he tried to find

satisfaction there. Look at those who have gone to the house of the strange

woman, and see what comes of their sinful sojourning there; even if it be

only for a little while. Does not dissipation bring disease and decay upon

nature sooner than need be there is no satisfaction there, young man; so, if

you want really to enjoy yourself, there is a nobler and a surer way of

doing so. The way of so-called “pleasure” is a delusion and a snare, and the

end thereof is sorrow, suffering, and woe. Alas, that so many should

continue to walk in a way which has such a sad end!

 

                                                            CH Spurgeon

 

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“To serve the living God” is necessary to the happiness of a living man: for

this end were we made, and we miss the design of our making if we do not

honor our Maker. “Man’s chief end is to glorify God, and enjoy him for

ever.” If we miss that end we are ourselves terrible losers. The service of

God is the element in which alone we can fully live. If you had a fish here

upon dry land, supposing it possible that it could exist, yet it would lead a

very unhappy life: it would scarcely be a fish at all! You could not tell of

what it was capable; it would be deprived of the opportunity of developing

its true self. It is not until you put it into the stream that the fish becomes

really a fish and enjoys its existence. It is just so with man: he does exist

without God, but we may not venture to call that existence “life;” for “he

shall not see life; but the wrath of God abideth on him.” If he lives in

pleasure, yet he is dead while he lives. He is so constituted that to develop

his manhood perfectly, as God would have it to be, he must addict himself

to fellowship with God, and to the service of God. Many ways have been

tried by men to make themselves perfectly content, but they cannot find

satisfaction out of God. When a man getteth to serve God, and in

proportion as he thoroughly does so, he is peaceful, restful, and happy.

Man is a fallen star till he is right with heaven: he is out of order with

himself and all around him till he occupies his true place in relation to God.

When he serves God, he has reached that point where he doth serve

himself best, and enjoy himself most. It is man’s honor, it is man’s joy, it is

man’s heaven, to live unto God.   Israel was a people having God to be

their glory and their defense. Happy had they been if they could have

carried out the divine ideal; it would have been well with them in the

highest degree. Alas! they were always seeking to be as the evil nations

around them; they could not rest till they had descended to the level of the

common mass of mankind; but if they could have risen to God’s intent, so

that the divine purpose of love had been fully carried out in them, they

would have been the happiest of all the sons of men. (C. H. Spurgeon)

 

 

LAW REIGNS EVERYWHERE THROUGHOUT THE DOMINIONS

OF JEHOVAH! (The lawless need to contemplate this!  CY – 2017)

The heavenly bodies speak of the symmetry he loves, and plants, animals,

and minerals teach the same grand truth. “Order is Heaven’s first law.”

I recommend  Fantastic Trip  www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-cpYhN2YOU

- CY - 2017)  God is not the author of confusion, but of peace.”

In the worship of the sanctuary order and decency are of pre-eminent

importance.

 

 

On giving: 

 

He knows little of God who imagines that He will be put off with scanty

service, mean oblations. We ought to ask, not what is there can be easily

spared, but how much can possibly be laid upon the altar. Let us not

mock Him by indulging in our own pleasures, and then giving to Him the

petty remnants of our poverty! Let us strive so to act that:

 

Ø      the firstfruits of our toil,

Ø      the chiefest of our possessions,

Ø      the prime of our life,

Ø      the best of our days,

 

SHALL BE DEVOTED TO HIM!   LET US BESTOW UPON GOD::

 

Ø      the deepest thoughts of the mind,

Ø      the strongest resolutions of the will, and

Ø       the choicest affections of the heart!

 

 

DAVID’S DYING SONG.               

 

A SERMON DELIVERED ON SABBATH MORNING,

    APRIL 15, 1855,

 

     BY THE REV. C. H. SPURGEON,

 

AT EXETER HALL STRAND

 

“Although my house be not so with God; yet he hath made with me

an everlasting covenant, ordered in all things and sure: for this is all

my salvation, and all my desire, although he make it not to grow.”-

2 Samuel 23:5

 

Below is an excerpt from point one:

 

But there are other houses whereyou will find the children are the trials of the

parents. “Although my house be not so with God,” may many an anxious father

say; and ye pious mothers might lift your streaming eyes to heaven, and say,

“Although my house be not so with God.” That first-born son of yours, who was

your pride, has now turned out your disgrace. Oh! how have the arrows of his

ingratitude pierced into your soul, and how do you keenly feel at this

present moment, that sooner would you have buried him in his infancy;

sooner might he never have seen the light, and perished in the birth, than

that he should live to have acted as he has done, to be the misery of your

existence, and the sorrow of your life. O sons who are ungodly, unruly,

gay, and profligate, surely ye do not know the tears of pious mothers, or ye

would stop your sin. Methinks, young man, thou wouldst not willingly

allow thy mother to shed tears, however dearly you may love sin. Will you

not then stop at her entreaties? Can you trample upon your mother? Oh!

though you are riding a steeplechase to hell, cannot her weeping

supplications induce you to stay your mad career? Will you grieve her who

gave you life, and fondly cherished you at her breast? Surely you will long

debate e’er you can resolve to bring her grey heirs with sorrow to the

grave. Or has sin brutalized you? Are ye worse than stones? Have natural

feelings become extinct? Is the evil one entirely your master? Has he dried

up all the tender sympathies of your heart. Stay! young prodigal, and

ponder!

 

But, Christian men! ye are not alone in this. If ye have family troubles,

there are others who have borne the same. Remember Ephraim! Though

God had promised that Ephraim should abound as a tribe with tens of

thousands, yet it is recorded in 1 Chronicles 7:20-22: “And the sons of

Ephraim, Shuthelah and Bered his son, and Tahath his son, and Eladah his

son, and Tahath his son, and Zabad his son, and Shuthelah his son, and

Ezer and Elead, whom the men of Gath that were born in that land slew,

because they came down to take away their cattle. And Ephraim their

father mourned many days, and his brethren came to comfort him.”

Abraham himself had his Ishmael, and he cried to God on account thereof.

Think of Eli, a man who served God as a high priest, and though he could

rule the people, he could not rule his sons; and great was his grief thereat.

Ah! some of you, my brethren in the gospel, may lift your hands to heaven,

and ye may utter this morning these words with a deep and solemn

emphasis-you may write “Although” in capitals, for it is more than true

with some of you-”Although my house be not so with God.”

 

 

Before we leave this point: What must I say to any of those who are thus

tried and distressing in estate and family? First, let me say to you my

brethren, it is necessary that you should have an “although” in your lot,

because if you had not, you know what you would do; you would build a

very downy nest on earth, and there you would lie down in sleep; so God

puts a thorn in your nest in order that you may sing. It is said by the old

writers, that the nightingale never sang so sweetly as when she sat among

thorns, since say they, the thorns prick her breast, and remind her of her

song. So it may be with you. Ye, like the larks, would sleep in your nest

did not some trouble pass by and affright you; then you stretch your wings,

and carolling the mating song, rise to greet the sun. Trials are sent to wean

you from the world; bitters are put into your drink, that ye may learn to

live upon the dew of heaven: the food of earth is mingled with gall, that ye

may only seek for true bread in the manna which droppeth from the sky.

Your soul without trouble would be as the sea if it were without tide or

motion, it would become foul and obnoxious. As Coleridge describes the

sea after a wondrous calm, so would the soul breed contagion and death.

But furthermore, recollect this, O thou who art tried in thy children-that

prayer can remove thy troubles. There is not a pious father or mother here,

who is suffering in the family, but may have that trial taken away yet. Faith

is as omnipotent as God himself, for it moves the arm which leads the stars

along. Have you prayed long for your children without a result? and have

ye said, “I will cease to pray, for the more I wrestle, the worse they seem

to grow, and the more am I tried?” Oh! say not so, thou weary watcher.

Though the promise tarrieth, it will come. Still sow the seed, and when

thou sowest it, drop a tear with each grain thou puttest into the earth. Oh,

steep thy seeds in the tears of anxiety, and they cannot rot under the clods,

if they have been baptized in so vivifying a mixture. And what though thou

didst without seeing thy sons the heirs of light? They shall be converted

even after thy death; and though thy bones shall be put in the grave, and

thy son may stand and curse thy memory for an hour, he shall not forget it

in the cooler moments of his recollection, when he shall meditate alone.

Then he shall think of thy prayers thy tears, thy groans; he shall remember

thine advice-it shall rise up and if he live in sin, still thy words shall sound

as one long voice from the realm of spirits, and either affright him in the

midst of his revelry, or charm him heavenward, like angel’s whispers,

saying, “Follow on to glory, where thy parent is who once did pray for

thee.” So the Christian may say, “Although my house be not so with God

now, it may be yet.” therefore will I still wait, for there be mighty instances

of conversion. Think of John Newton. He even became a slaver, yet was

brought back. Hope on; never despair; faint heart never winneth the souls

of men, but firm faith winneth all things; therefore watch unto prayer.

“What I say unto you, I say unto all, watch.” There is your trouble, a small

cup filled from the same sea of tribulation as was the Psalmist’s when he

sung, “Although my house be not so with God.”  (C. H. Spurgeon – 1855)

 

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If we have power with God for men, we shall have power with men for God.

 

To a true saint the throne is never more amiable than in its judicial capacity; righteous

men love judgment, and are glad that right will be rewarded and iniquity will be

punished.

 

There can be no prosperity which is not based on peace, nor can

there long be peace if prosperity be gone, for decline of grace breeds decay

of love.

 

 

Knowing as we do that depraved nature is so strongly inclined to worship visible

objects, we do not wonder that the contagion of Egyptian idolatry infected the

children of Israel.

 

The Jews in after time were wont to say that never any trouble came upon them

without an ounce of the golden calf in it.

 

 

In re: Exodus 3:18

 

Ø      The petition. The petitioners are to ask for only a small part of what is

really required. The request has been called by some a deceptive one. It is

wonderful how quick the worldly mind is, being so full of trickery and

deceit itself, to find out deceit in God. If this had been purely the request of

Israel, then it would have been deceitful, but it was emphatically God’s

request, and it served more purposes than one. In the first place, the

character of the boon desired indicated to Israel, and especially to these

responsible men the elders, what God was expecting from them. He who

had told Moses, in direct terms, concerning the service in “this mountain”

(v. 12), was now intimating to them, indirectly, but not less forcibly,

something of the same kind. God has more ways than one of setting our

duties before us. Secondly, the request was a very searching test of

Pharaoh himself. It was a test with regard to the spirit and reality of his

own religion. If to him religion was a real necessity, a real source of

strength, then there was an appeal to whatever might be noble and

generous in his heart not to shut out the Hebrews from such blessings as

were to be procured in worshipping Jehovah their God, and the request

searched Pharaoh’s heart in many ways besides. God well knew beforehand

what the result would be, and He chose such an introductory message as

would most completely serve His own purposes. These threatened wonders

were to start from plain reasons of necessity. We must constantly bear in

mind the comprehensiveness of the Divine plans, the certainty with which

God discerns beforehand the conduct of men. If we keep this truth before

us we shall not be deceived by the shallow talk of would-be ethical purists

concerning the deceptions found in Scripture.  (where they are represented

as being “....natural brute beasts, made to be taken and destroyed, speak

evil of things that they understand not; and shall utterly perish in their

own corruption.” - II Peter 2:12 – of them God says “What hast thou

to do to declare my stautes, or that thou shouldest take up my covenant

in thy mouth?  Seeing thou hatest instruction, and castest my words

behind thee.”  - Psalm 50:16-17 – CY – 2017)  We must not argue from

ourselves, wandering in a labyrinth of contingencies, to a God who is

above them all.                                    (Pulpit Commentary)

 

 

Beloved friends, God is always with those who are with him. If we trust

him, he hath said, “I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.” There is a

special and familiar presence of God with those who walk uprightly, both

in the night of their sorrow, and in the day of their joy. Yet we do not

always in the same way perceive that presence so as to enjoy it. God never

leaves us, but we sometimes think he has done so. The sun shines on, but

we do not always bask in his beams; we sometimes mourn an absent God

— it is the bitterest of all our mourning. As he is the sum total of our joy,

so his departure is the essence of our misery. If God do not smile upon us,

who can cheer us? If he be not with us, then the strong helpers fail, and the

mighty men are put to rout. It is concerning the presence of God that I am

going to speak this morning. You and I know how joyous it is. May we

never be made to know its infinite value experimentally by the loss of it. If

we see no cloud or flame, yet may we know that God is with us, and his

power is around us. In that sense we will pray,

 

“Cover us with thy cloudy shrine,

And in thy fiery column shine.”

 

Or in more familiar words we will sing,

 

“Let the fiery cloudy pillar

Lead me all my journey through.”

(C. H. Spurgeon)

 

 

The following is in reference to secular education’s obsession with the lack of

self –esteem in school children:

 

Self esteem is that speck in the eye which most effectually mars human vision;

the Great Surgeon of souls removes this from us chiefly by sanctified afflictions.

At the mouth of the furnace the Great Purifier sits as a Refiner to purify the sons

of Levi, and when this work has been achieved, and they have become pure in

heart, the divine purpose is accomplished, God’s glory is manifested, for

the pure in heart shall see the Lord, Thank God, then, dear brother, if you

have been led by a rough road: it is this which has given you your

experience of God’s lovingkindness. Your troubles have enriched you with

a wealth of knowledge to be gained by no other means; your trials have

been the cleft of the rock in which God has set you as he did his servant

Moses, that you might behold his glory as it passed by. Praise your God, O

sons of sorrow, ye have not been left to the darkness and ignorance which

continued prosperity might have involved. Bless him that you have been

capacitated to show forth his glory by being permitted and honored to

endure a great fight of affliction. Our one aim in life is, I trust, to glorify

our God, and if so, are not those afflictions precions which enable us to

honor him? We will call them friends, if they help us to praise God. We will

wear them as jewels, and rejoice in them as a bride rejoiceth in her

ornaments, if they aid us in glorifying our blessed Lord.

 

“Stand still, and see the salvation of  the Lord.”  (Exodus 14:13)

 

Our text exhibits the posture in which a man should be found while

exercised with trial. Methinks, also, it shows the position in which a sinner

should be found when he is under trouble on acconnt of sin. We will

employ it in both ways.

(CH Spurgeon)

 

 

This one sentence, “The just shall live by his faith,” produced the Reformation.

Out of this one line, as from the opening of one of the Apocalyptic seals, came

forth all that sounding of gospel trumpets, and all that singing of gospel

songs, which made in the world a sound like the noise of many waters.

This one seed, forgotten and hidden away in the dark mediaval times, was

brought forth, dropped into the human heart, made by the Spirit of God to

grow, and in the end to produce great results. This handful of corn on the

top of the mountains so multiplied that the fruit thereof did shake like

Lebanon, and they of the city flourished like grass of the earth. The least

bit of truth, thrown anywhere, will live! Certain plants are so fall of vitality,

that if you only take a fragment of a leaf and place it on the soil, the leaf

will take root and grow. It is utterly impossible that such vegetation should

become extinct; and so it is with the truth of God-it is living and

incorruptible, and therefore there is no destroying it. As long as one Bible

remains, the religion of free grace will live; nay, if they could burn all

printed Scriptures, as long as there remained a child who remembered a

single text of the word, the truth would rise again. Even in the ashes of

truth the fire is still living, and when the breath of the Lord bloweth upon

it, the flame will burst forth gloriously. Because of this,

let us be comforted in this day of blasphemy and of rebuke-comforted

because though “the grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away:

but the word of the Lord endureth for ever. And this is the word which by

the gospel is preached unto you.”  CH Spurgeon on the occurrence of

Martin Luther’s 400th birthday.

 

In re: Mark 3:5 and Revelation 6:15-17

 

Note well that Jesus did not speak a word, and yet he said more without

words than another man could have said with them. They were not worthy

of a word; neither would more words have had the slightest effect upon

them. He saved his words for the poor man with the withered hand; but for

these people a look was the best reply: they looked on him, and now he

looked on them. This helps me to understand that passage in the

Revelation, where the ungodly are represented as crying to the rocks to

cover them, and the hills to hide them from the face of him that sat upon

the throne. The Judge has not spoken so much as a single word; not yet

has he opened the books; not yet has he pronounced the sentence, “Depart,

ye cursed;” but they are altogether terrified by the look of that august

countenance.  CH Spurgeon

 

 

 

I beseech thee, trifle not with my Lord and Master. If thou must play the fool, do it

with something else, but not with religion.  If you will gamble, play with halfpence,

as bad boys do; your immoral soul is too precious to be thrown away in a game of

pitch and toss. Be in earnest in dealing with the Lord Jesus Christ; put away all

leaven out of thy house, and out of thy heart; and let it be with the unleavened

bread of real sincerity of heart that thou dost partake of the Lamb of God.

                                                                        CH Spurgeon

 

Those who refuse to seek church-fellowship are despising

God’s arrangements for their own salvation, and proving themselves

DEVOID OF the spirit which, loving Him that begat, loveth Him also

that is begotten of him.

 

 

 

“Ye are my friends, if ye do whatsoever I command you.” John 15:14.

 

OUR Lord Jesus Christ is beyond all comparison the best of friends: a

friend in need, a friend indeed. “Friend!” said Socrates, “there is no friend!”

but Socrates did not know our Lord Jesus, or he would have added,

“except the Savior.” In the heart of our Lord Jesus there burns such

friendship towards us that all other forms of it are as dim candles to the

sun. “Greater love hath no man than this, that he lay down his life for his

friend.” An ordinary man has gone as far as ever he can when he has died

for his friend; and yet he would have died anyhow, so that in dying for his

friend he does but pay, somewhat beforehand, a debt which must inevitably

have been discharged a little further on. With Christ there was no necessity

to die at all, and this, therefore, places his love and his friendship alone by

itself. He died who needed not to die, and died in agony when he might

have lived in glory: never did man give such proof of friendship as this.

 

“Ye are my friends, if ye do whatsoever I command you”; we are not his friends

till then. His love to us is entirely of himself, but friendship needs something

from us.  Friendship cannot be all on one side: one-sided friendship is more fitly

called mercy, grace, or benevolence; friendship in its full sense is mutual.

You may do all you will for a man and be perfectly benevolent, and yet he

may make you no return; but friendship can only exist where there is a

response. Hence, we have not before us the question as to whether Christ

loves us or not, as to whether Christ has pity on us or not; for in another

part of Scripture we read of “his great love wherewith he loved us even

when we were dead in trespasses and sins.” He befriended us when we

were enemies,

                                                (C. H. Spurgeon)

 

Religion the Parent of Morality (Ezekiel 45:9-12)

 

It is certain that God feels an active interest in all the covenants of man.

The same authority that requires love to God requires love for our

neighbors, equal in strength to love for self. True religion is not sublimely

indifferent to the details of home and mercantile life. It designs to make

every home a nursery for the Church, every shop an arena for the victories

of faith. Every commercial transaction bears a testimony either for God or

against Him.

 

  • RELIGION HAS A MESSAGE FOR EVERY RANK OF HUMAN

SOCIETY. Like the sun in the heavens, religion exerts the benignest

influence on men of every rank and station. It teaches the monarch humility

and self-restraint. It teaches princes to live for others. It teaches

magistrates the value of equity and justice. It teaches merchants principles

of honesty and truthfulness. It cares for the poorest and the meanest among

men; inspires them with the spirit of industry; casts a halo of beauty over

the lowliest lot. Nothing that appertains to man is too insignificant for the

notice of true religion. For every stage in life, from childhood to old age,

religion has some kindly ministration. For every circumstance it affords

some succor. It superadds dignity to the prince. It gives a kingly bearing to

the peasant. It links all classes (when unhindered) in true and blissful

harmony (and when it don’t) – CY – 2017).  Tyranny on the one hand,

and insubordination on the other, are equally obnoxious to religion.

 

  • RELIGION SHEDS ITS INFLUENCE THROUGH EVERY

DEPARTMENT OF HUMAN LIFE. We cannot go into any assembly of

men for whatever purpose they meet, where we are excused from

manifesting the principles and the spirit of true religion. Whether we meet

for gaining knowledge, or for industrial toil, or for political action, or for

commercial pursuits, RELIGION CLAIMS TO PRESIDE over all our

thoughts and plans and deeds. The shop and the mart are capacious fields

for the daily exercise of Christian virtues — fields exquisitely suited for the

growth and ripening of the noblest qualities. Courage can only be developed

in presence of strife and peril; so our religious virtues can only be

strengthened in an atmosphere of temptation.  If a man is not pious and

faithful and truthful in his commercial transactions, he will not be pious and

faithful anywhere. This is his test; and woe be to the man who succumbs in

the strife!

 

  • RELIGION SETS UP STANDARDS FOR ALL HUMAN

ACTIONS. “Ye shall have just balances.” The shekel and the homer were

to be fixed standards. If fraud be allowed to creep into our commercial

scales and measures, the fraud will corrupt every transaction. The very

heart of the mercantile system will be poisoned. Villany secreted here

would spread as from a center to the whole circumference of commerce. It

is supremely important that men establish right standards of speech and

conduct. If the exchange is to prosper, it must (like the throne) be

established IN RIGHTEOUSNESS! Over the portals of every shop, on

the beam of every balance, engraved on every coin, ought the maxim to run

in largest capitals, “Whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye

even so to them!”  (Matthew 7:12)

 

 

Religion a Practical Thing (Ezekiel 45:13-15)

 

In the infancy of the world outward symbol was more needed for the

religious instruction of men than it is today. In the sacred ceremonies of the

temple every man had a part to take. Religious truth can better be

impressed upon the mind when outward action accompanies inward

sentiment. Religion requires the loyalty and service of the entire man; and if

convictions of religious duty can be wrought into the soul, it is cheaply

purchased by the devotement of our wealth to God. No cost is too great by

which we can gain adequate appreciation of our indebtedness to God.

God’s requirements and our advantage are identical; they are interwoven

like light and heat in solar rays.

 

  • RELIGION EMBRACES MANY ELEMENTS. There were required

“meat offerings, and burnt offerings, and peace offerings.” Each of these

had a distinct meaning, and represented a distinct need of man. In true

religion there enters the sentiment of reverential homage, gratitude for gifts

received, acknowledgment of transgression, application for larger blessing,

vows of fresh service, intercession on behalf of others. Offerings for

ourselves, for our household, for the nation, are suitable; and in desiring

the good of others, our benevolent nature expands, we get a larger good

ourselves. The expansion of the soul is real gain.

 

  • RELIGIOUS WORSHIP IS BEST EXPRESSED BY PERSONAL

OFFERINGS. Wheat, barley, lambs, heifers, oil, were to be the staple of

the people’s offerings. It is of the first importance that men should feel that

God is the Creator and Giver of all good. We are absolutely dependent on

His bounty. To live in the hourly realization of this dependence is blessing

unspeakable. Nor can any arrangement better promote this end than the

regular offering of such things as God has conferred. We owe to Him our

ALL, OUR ENTIRE POSSESSIONS! But He graciously accepts a

part as acknowledged tribute, and gives in return a substantial blessing

upon the remainder. Best of all, He uses our gift as a channel through which

to pour new blessing and joy into our own souls. Our spontaneous

offerings foster the growth of faith and love and spiritual aspiration. “It is

more blessed to give than to receive.”  (Acts 20:35)

 

  • RELIGIOUS OFFERINGS SHOULD BE PROPORTIONAL TO

OUR PROSPERITY. The man that supposes God to be an austere

Taskmaster is a precipitant blunderer. He has grossly missed the truth. God

does not require gigantic offerings. He requires gifts simply proportionate

to our possessions. The gift of ten thousand pounds may be in the balance

of righteousness only a paltry and selfish deed. The giver may be seeking

only self-interests or human fame. The gift of a farthing may win the smile

of Jehovah. The magnitude of our offering is measured by the motive that

prompts it, the end sought, and the residue that remains. According to this

spiritual calculation, the woman who gave all she had gave transcendently

more than the rich donors of golden shekels. (Mark 12:41-44)  The offering

of our heart’s warm love is the noblest tribute which God appreciates (“my

son give me thine heart” – Proverbs 23:26), and unless our gifts are the

outflow and manifestation of our love, they are rejected as worthless, they are

like smoke in one’s eyes. “...that which is highly esteemed among men is

abomination in the sight of God.”  (Luke 16:15)

 

  • FIDELITY TO GOD BRINGS THE LARGEST BENEFITS TO

MEN. The end of such offerings among the Jews was “to make

reconciliation for them, saith the Lord God.” Yet we shall grossly err if we

look upon this as a commercial bargain. Reconciliation with God cannot be

purchased with gold, or tithes, or animal sacrifices. Reconciliation is the

outcome of God’s grace; but to bestow it upon rebellious men

indiscriminately would be a waste and a crime. The grace that has

originated reconciliation must prepare men’s hearts to possess it. This

omnipotent kindness of God moves the sinner’s heart to repentance. His

desire for God’s friendship expresses itself in prayer and in substantial

offerings. To obtain such a heavenly boon he is willing to make any

sacrifice. Such good does his conscience perceive to dwell in God’s favor

that obedience to His will is a delight, a very luxury to the soul. As a child

finds a delicious joy in pleasing its parent, and runs cheerfully to do that

parent’s will, so the repentant man loyally responds to God’s commands,

and at the altar of sacrifice implores to be reconciled. To have God as his

Friend is his supreme desire, his supreme good. “In His favor is life, His

loving-kindness is better than life.”  (Psalms 30:5; 63:3)

 

 

Devotement and Consecration (Ezekiel 45:1-5)

 

 

 

In the ideal kingdom there was to be a certain portion of the land devoted

to sacred objects — to the sanctuary of Jehovah and to the residence of his

ministers. This was called “a holy portion;” it was “an oblation unto the

Lord.” Thus in the very heart of the metropolis, in the most commanding

situation, on the very best possible site, there was an abiding witness of the

presence and the claims of God, and a continual recognition of and

response to those claims on the part of the nation. In a country as Christian

as ours the towers and spires of our sanctuaries, rising heavenward under

every sky, standing strong and even thick among the homes and the shops

and counting-houses of town and city, bear their testimony that God is

remembered, that Jesus Christ is honored and worshipped by the people of

the land. But better than this devotement of land and this building of

sanctuaries, good as that is, is the consecration of heart and life to the

Person and the service of the Redeemer.

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But here was a man who did not show merely externally, but even

internally, the heavy pressure of grief, on account of sin. His bones grew

old, and the sap of his life, the animal spirits, were all dried up; his

“moisture was turned into the drought of summer.” So intimate is the

connection between the body and the soul, that when the soul suffers

extremely, the body must be called to endure its part of grief. Verily in this

case it was but simple justice, for David had sinned with his body and with

his soul too. By fornication he had defiled his members; he had looked out

from his eyes with lustful desires, and had committed iniquity with his

body, and now the frame which had become the instrument of

unrighteousness, becomes a vehicle of punishment, and his body bears its

shave of misery, — “my moisture is turned into the drought of summer.”

We gather from what David says in this Psalm, and indeed in all these

seven penitential Psalms that his convictions on account of his sin with

Bathsheba, and his subsequent murder of Uriah, were of the deepest and

most poignant character, and that the terrors he experienced were

indescribable, filling his soul with horror and dismay.  (Spurgeon on

Psalm 32:3-4)

 

THE only blessing the law can give it bestows on those who do no iniquity,

and walk perfectly in God’s ways: the gospel alone has a blessing for the

guilty. On them upon their believing in Jesus it pronounces the benediction,

“Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, and whose sin is covered.

Blessed is the man unto whom the Lord imputeth not iniquity.” To be

“blessed” is to be in the most desirable state, at peace with God, happy in

yourself and full of divine favor. A man cannot be more than blessed, or,

what if I say, doubly blessed? since the benediction is pronounced twice.

Nor is it a stinted blessing, for no limiting word is put before it or after it to

mark an inferior benediction. When our Lord opened his mouth in the

Sermon on the Mount he poured forth a stream of blessings, and even so

doth the gospel’ when it speaks to the soul, rivers of blessing flow from its

every word. The language of the text is very emphatic in the original, and

implies a multiplication of blessings. There cannot be a more true, real, and

assured blessedness than that which belongs to the forgiven sinner. All the

blessedness which could have come to a perfect man does come to the man

whose transgression is forgiven. O thou who hast sinned against God, and

art conscious of it, rejoice that thou art nevertheless not shut out from

blessedness; for if by faith thou canst believe in the sin-forgiving God, and

accept the matchless atonement which covers all thy guilt. and if thou wilt

exercise faith upon that blessed system by which sin is no longer imputed,

then art thou even now among the blessed. God himself has blessed thee,

and neither men nor devils can reverse the benediction. CH Spurgeon on

Psalm 32:1

 

Let us learn in our confessions to be honest with God. Do not give fair names to

foul sins; call them what you will they will smell no sweeter. What God sees them

to be, that do you labor to feel them to be, and with all openness of heart acknowledge

their true character.  CH Spurgeon

 

 

 

But oh! if we could see things as they are, — if we were not

deceived by the masquerade of this poor life, — if we were not so easily

taken in by the masks and dresses of those who act in this great drama, be

it comedy or tragedy, — if we could but see what the men are behind the

scenes, penetrate their hearts, watch their inner motions and discern their

secret feelings, we should find but few who could bear the name of

“blessed.” Indeed, there are none except those who come under the

description of my text, “Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven,

whose sin is covered.” He is blessed, thrice blessed, blessed forevermore,

blessed of heaven, blessed of earth, blessed for time, blessed for eternity,

but the man whose sin is not forgiven is not blessed, — the mouth of

Jehovah hath said it, and God shall manifest that cursed is every man

whose transgression is not forgiven, whose sin is not covered.  CH Spurgeon

on Psalm 32:1

 

If we would get good out of our prosperity, we should not need so much adversity.

If we would gather from a kiss all the good it might confer upon us, we should not

so often smart under the rod. If we will not gather wisdom from vines and fig trees,

we must be taught it with briars and thorns. Our folly makes rods for its

own back. Do any of you come here to-day with hearts leaping for joy?

Have you received a valued favor which you little expected? Has the Lord

put your feet in a large room? Oh! can you sing of mercies multiplied?

Then this is the day to put your hand upon the horns of the altar, and say,

“Bind me here, my God; bind me here with cords, even for ever.” I may

also suggest that there are certain seasons in life when this fresh espousal

is very comely. In arriving at manhood, at the birth of children, at the death

of friends, in passing the anniversaries of our birth, in advancing from

strength to grey hairs, we may read anew the memorials of our love.

Inasmuch as we need the fulfillment of new promises from God, let us give

fresh promises to God, or, rather, let us offer renewed prayers that the old

ones may not be dishonored. I have known persons who have religiously

set apart a certain day in the month, or year, when they would anew look

over their obligations, survey their state before God, and determine to be

the Lord’s for ever. Let us commend their zeal, if we do not imitate their precision.

(C. H. Spurgeon)

 

 

“I will extol thee, my God, O King; and I will bless thy name for

ever and ever. Every day will I bless thee; and I will praise thy

name for ever and ever.” — Psalm 114:1-2.

 

We lack one of the surest evidences of pure love to God if we live without presenting

praise to His ever-blessed name.  Nothing would oil the wheels of the

chariot of life so well as more of the praising of God. Praise would end

murmuring, and nurse contentment. If our mouths were filled with the

praises of God, there would he no room for grumbling. Praise would throw

a halo of glory around the head of toil and thought. In its sunlight the

commonest duties of life would be transfigured. Sanctified by prayer and

praise, each duty would be raised into a hallowed worship, akin to that of

heaven. It would make us more happy, more holy, and more heavenly, if

we would say, “I will extol thee, my God, O King.” 

 

Learn the essential elements of heavenly praise by the practice of joyful

thanksgiving, adoring reverence, and wondering love; so that, when you

step into heaven, you may take your place among the singers, and say, “I

have been practicing these songs for years. I have praised God while I was

in a world of sin and suffering, and when I was weighed down by a feeble

body; and now that I am set free from earth and sin, and the bondage of the

flesh, I take up the same strain to sing more sweetly to the same Lord and God.”

 

I wish I knew how to speak so as to stir up every child of God to praise.

As for you that are not his children — oh, that you were such! You must

be born again; you cannot praise God aright till you are. “Unto the wicked

God saith, What hast thou to do to declare my statutes, or that thou

shouldest take my covenant in thy mouth?” You can offer him no real

praise while your hearts are at enmity to him. Be ye reconciled to God by

the death of his Son, and then you will praise him. Let no one that has

tasted that the Lord is gracious, let no one that has ever been delivered

from sin by the atonement of Christ, ever fail to pay unto the Lord his daily

tribute of thanksgiving.                                  

CH Spurgeon

 

 

 

THE WARNINGS AND THE

                                        REWARDS OF THE WORD

                                                      OF GOD.

 

                                        A SERMON DELIVERED ON LORD’S-DAY MORNING,

                                                                   MARCH 16TH, 1890,

                                                                  BY C. H. SPURGEON,

                                      AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON.

 

“Moreover by them is thy servant warned: and in keeping of them there is

great reward,” — Psalm 19:11.

 

An Introduction – the full sermon can be found by putting the Title of the Sermon

and the name Charles Haddon Spurgeon – in your browser.

 

THIS is the declaration of one of God’s servants: “by them is thy servant

warned.” Only for men made obedient by divine grace is this passage

written. My hearer, are you God’s servant? Let us begin with that question.

Remember that if you are not God’s servant, you are the bond-slave of sin,

and the wages of sin is death.

 

The Psalmist, in this psalm, has compared the Word of God to the sun. The

sun in the heavens is everything to the natural world; and the Word of God

in the heart is everything in the spiritual world. The world would be dark,

and dead, and fruitless, without the sun; and what would the mind of the

Christian be without the illuminating influence of the Word of God? If thou

despisest holy Scripture, thou art like to one that despises the sun. It would

seem that thou art blind, and worse than blind; for even those without sight

enjoy the warmth of the sun. How depraved art thou if thou canst perceive

no heavenly lustre about the Book of God! The Word of the Lord makes

our day, it makes our spring, it makes our summer, it prepares and ripens

all our fruit. Without the Word of God we should be in the outer darkness

of spiritual death. I have not time this morning to sum up the blessings

which are showered upon us through the sun’s light, heat, and other

influences. So is it with the perfect law of the Lord; when it comes in the

power of the Spirit of God upon the soul, it brings unnumbered blessings:

blessings more than we ourselves are able to discern.

 

David, for a moment, dwelt upon the delights of God’s Word. He said,

“More to be desired are they than gold, yea, than much fine gold: sweeter

also than honey and the honeycomb.” The revelation of God enriches the

mind with knowledge, the heart with comfort, the life with holiness, the

whole man with divine strength. He that studies, understands, and

appropriates the statutes of the Lord is rich in the truest sense — rich in

holiness for this life, and rich in preparedness for the life to come. Thou

hast mines of treasure, if thou hast the Word of God dwelling richly in thy

heart. But in the sacred Book we find not only an enrichment of gold laid

up, but a present abundance of sweetness to be now enjoyed. He that lives

upon God’s Word tastes the honey of life — a sweetness far superior to

honey; for honey satiates, though it never satisfies, it cloys and never

contents. The more thou hast of divine teaching, the more thou wilt wish to

have, and the more wilt thou be capable of enjoying. He that loves the

inspired Book shall have wealth for his mind and sweetness for his heart.

But David is mainly aiming at the practical; so, having introduced the sun

as the symbol of God’s Word because of its pleasurable influence, he adds,

“Moreover by them is thy servant warned: and in keeping of them there is

great reward.” On these two things we will meditate under the following

heads: — First, their keeping us — “By them is thy servant warned”;

secondly, our keeping them — “And in keeping of them there is great

reward!”

 

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Never did the apostles dream for a moment of adapting the gospel to the

unhallowed tastes or prejudices of the people, but at once directly and

boldly they brought down with both their hands the mighty sword of the

Spirit upon the crown of the opposing error.  CH Spurgeon

 

                            

 

 

                          SELF-DESTROYED, YET SAVED.

 

                                               DELIVERED BY C. H. SPURGEON,

 

                          AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON,

 

                                        ON THURSDAY EVENING, AUGUST 11TH, 1887.

 

“O Israel, thou hast destroyed thyself; but in me is thine help.”-Hosea 13:9.

 

      (The following is the introduction – CY – 2017)

 

IT would be a very important subject for our meditation if we kept to the

text, and thought upon its great truth,-that the ruin of man is altogether of

himself, and the salvation of man is altogether of God. These two

statements, I believe, comprehend the main points of a sound theology.

There have been divisions in the Church over these points where there

ought not to have been any. The Calvinist has said, and said right bravely,

that salvation is of grace alone; and the Arminian has said, and said most

truthfully, that damnation is of man’s will alone, and as the result of man’s

sin, and of that only. Then they have fallen out with one another. The fact

is, they had each one laid hold of a truth, and if they could have put their

heads together, and accepted both truths, it might have been greatly for the

advantage of the Church of Christ. These two doctrines are like tram lines

that you can travel on with safety and comfort, these parallel lines-ruin, of

man; restoration, of God: sin, of man’s will; salvation, of God’s will:

reprobation, of man’s demerit; election, of God’s free and sovereign grace:

the sinner lost in hell through himself alone, the saint lifted up to heaven

wholly and alone by the power and grace of God.

 

Get those two truths thoroughly engraven upon your heart, and you will

then hold comprehensively the great truths of Scripture. You will not need

to crowd them into one narrow system of theology, but you will have a

sort of duplicate system, which will contain, as far as the mind of man,

being finite, can contain, the great truths revealed by the infinite God. I am

not, however, at this time going so much into the doctrinal point as to try

and make use of my text for practical soul-saving purposes.

You notice in this text, “O Israel, thou hast destroyed thyself,” how God

comes to close terms with men. He speaks, calling the persons addressed

by name, “O Israel,” and then he uses a singular pronoun, “thou hast

destroyed thyself.” It is something like Nelson’s way of fighting. When he

came alongside the enemy, he brought his ship as close as ever he could,

and then sent in a raking broadside from stem to stern. So does this text, it

seems to get alongside of the man, puts its guns right close up to him, and

then discharges its volley: “O Israel, thou hast destroyed thyself.”

There is nothing said here that is at all flattering: “Thou hast destroyed

thyself.” God bids a man look at himself as a blighted, blasted, ruined thing

when he tells him that he is a self-destroyer. He has done it all; he has no

need to ask, as Jehu did, “Who slew all these?” (II Kings 10:11)  Thine own

red right hand has done it, O thou guilty sinner, thou hast ruined thyself! See

how plainly God speaks, how he lays judgment to the line, and righteousness

to the plummet, and with his storm of hail sweeps away all refuges of lies: “O

Israel, thou hast destroyed thyself.”

 

But though he does not flatter, observe that the Lord does not conclude his

address to the sinner by leaving him in despair, for the second part of the

text is, “In me is thine help.” We should never so preach the law as to

show only the naked sword of divine justice; the sweet invitations and

promises of the gospel must come in after the dreadful verdict of judgment.

Let the thunders roll, let the lightnings set the heavens on a blaze, but

conclude not till some silver drops have fallen, and a shower of mercy has

refreshed the thirsty earth. No; God will not have us preach alone the law

and its terrors, but the gospel must also be brought into our message:

“Thou hast destroyed thyself, O Israel: there is no concealing from thee

that grim and terrible fact. But in me is thine help: there is no keeping back

from thee that cheering and blessed information.” When these two things

work together, breeding self-despair and hope in God, this is the way by

which eternal life is wrought in the souls of men.

 

I am going to speak, then, of those two themes; and first, here is a sad fact:

“O Israel, thou hast destroyed thyself.” Secondly, here is a hopeful

assurance: “In me is thine help;” and, ere I finish, I wish to notice, in the

third place, an instructive warning, which is given by this text as you read it

in the Revised Version: “It is thy destruction, O Israel, that thou art against

me, against thy help.” It is a warning to men not to fight against their own

salvation, or contend against the only Helper who can aid them to any

purpose.

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“I WOULD; BUT YE WOULD NOT.”

 

O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest

them which are sent onto thee, how often would I have gathered

thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under

her wings, and ye would not!” — Matthew 23:37

 

 

DELIVERED BY C. H. SPURGEON,

 

AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON.

 

ON LORD’S-DAY EVENING, JULY 22ND, 1888.

 

                The Introduction to this sermon follows:

 

Matthew 23:37 - This verse shows also that the ruin of men lies with themselves.

Christ puts it very plainly, “I would; but ye would not.” “How often would I have

gathered thy children together, and ye would not!” That is a truth, about

which, I hope, we have never had any question; we hold tenaciously that

salvation is all of grace, but we also believe with equal firmness that the

ruin of man is entirely the result of his own sin. It is the will of God that

saves; it is the will of man that damns. Jerusalem stands and is preserved by

the grace and favor of the Most High; but Jerusalem is burnt, and her

stones are cast down, through the transgression and iniquity of men, which

provoked the justice of God.

 

There are great deeps about these two points; but I have not been

accustomed to lead you into any deeps, and I am not going to do so at this

time. The practical part of theology is that which it is most important for us

to understand. Any man may get himself into a terrible labyrinth who thinks

continually of the sovereignty of God alone, and he may equally get into

deeps that are likely to drown him if he meditates only on the free will of

man. The best thing is to take what God reveals to you, and to believe that.

If God’s Word leads me to the right, I go there; if it leads me to the left, I

go there; if it makes me stand still, I stand still. If you so act, you will be

safe; but if you try to be wise above that which is written, and to

understand that which even angels do not comprehend, you will certainly

befog yourself. I desire ever to bring before you practical rather than

mysterious subjects, and our present theme is one that concerns us all. The

great destroyer of man is the will of man. I do not believe that man’s free

will has ever saved a soul; but man’s free will has been the ruin of

multitudes. “Ye would not,” is still the solemn accusation of Christ against

guilty men. Did he not say, at another time, “Ye will not come unto me,

that ye might have life?” The human will is desperately set against God,

and is the great devourer and destroyer of thousands of good intentions

and emotions, which never come to anything permanent because the will is

acting in opposition to that which is right and true.

 

That, I think, is the very marrow of the text, and I am going to handle it in

this fashion.

 

CH Spurgeon – July 22, 1888 – (exactly one

week before my paternal grandmother – Clara Moreland Simpson Yahnig

was born!  - CY  - 2017)

 

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I met with a striking sentence in the works of William Mason which is well worthy

to be written among your memoranda: “Every day of delay leaves a day more to

repent of, and a day less to repent in.”  What if this day shall be the last I live;

shall it be spent in refusing to hear the word of my Maker? Shall my last breath

be spent in rejecting my Savior? God forbid! I see that I am bound as His creature

to obey Him, and as His sinful creature to seek pardon of Him; help me, therefore,

blessed Spirit, to attend to these things THIS DAY WITHOUT DELAY!

 

 

 

 

Late attendance frequently means heartless worship, disturbance, and

distraction.

 

Points of difficult theology are not often the means of conversion.

What have we to do with the fireworks of rhetoric, or the playthings of

controversy, when men are anxious to know the way of salvation?

 

He who is satisfied to receive makes little effort to attain.

 

THE BEST BURDEN FOR

YOUNG SHOULDERS.

NO. 1291

DELIVERED BY C. H. SPURGEON,

AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON.

“It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth.”

— Lamentations 3:27.

YOKE-BEARING is not pleasant, but it is good. It is not every -  good advice – can be found in Spurgeon sermons

 

 

 

 

 

 

o        “What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder.”

But this the scribes had presumed to do. God is the Author of union; man, of division. Man would:

 

§         sunder soul and body,

§         sin and punishment,

§         holiness and happiness,

§         precept and promise.

 

(This is quite profound and explains the world today! – CY – 2017)

 

 

 

 

I believe that there are some Christian men who have

wasted a large part of their lives for want of somebody or something to

wake them up. There is more evil wrought in the world by want of thought

than by downright malice, and there is more good left undone through

want of thought than through any aversion to the doing of good. Some

Christians appear to have been born in the land of slumber, and they

continually live in their native country of dreams. They rub their eyes

occasionally, and suppose themselves to be wide awake; but they are in the

Enchanted Ground, and though they know it not, they are little better than

sleepwalkers the most of their days.  CH Spurgeon

 

 

it is written, “filled with all the fullness of God.” What a transcendent

expression! Here we have not only an indwelling God, but that God in the

utmost fullness of his Godhead filling and overflowing the whole soul with

his fullness. I cannot help borrowing an illustration from a friend who took

up a bottle by the seashore, filled it full of sea-water, corked it down, and

then threw it into the sea. “Now,” said he, “there it is, there is the sea in the

bottle, and there is the bottle in the sea.” It is full to fullness, and then in a

still greater fullness. There is my soul with God in it, and my soul in God;

the fullness of God in me as much as I can hold, and then myself in the

fullness of God. The illustration gives one as much of the text as one

knows how to convey; ourselves swallowed up in the all-absorbing abyss

of the love of God, and that same love of God flowing into all the parts and

powers of our soul till we are as full of God as man can hold. Then shall

we show that love in our lives, in our prayers, in our preaching, in

everything that we do; we shall manifest not only that we have been with

Jesus, but that we have Jesus dwelling in us, filling us right full with his

loving, sanctifying, elevating presence.

 

Oh the breadth, the length, the depth, the

height! To sum up what we have said in four words. For breadth the love

of Jesus is immensity, for length it is eternity, for depth it is

immeasurability, and for height it is infinity.

 

To the carnal man the visible is real, and the invisible a mere

dream; but to the spiritual man things are reversed, the visible is the

shadow and the invisible the substance.  CH Spurgeon

 

 

We have noticed already the variety of the consolation which Jesus brings

to mourners; the Plant of Renown produces many lovely flowers with rich

perfume, and a multitude of choice fruits of dainty taste. Now, we would

call your attention to their marvelous adaptation to our needs. Man has a

spirit, and the gifts of grace are spiritual; his chief maladies lie in his soul,

and the blessings of the covenant deal with his spiritual wants. Our text

mentions “the spirit of heaviness,” and gives a promise that it shall be

removed. The boons which Jesus gives to us are not surface blessings, but

they touch the center of our being.   The garment of praise hides

the pride of man.   Spurgeon

 

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Oh what multitudes of souls have gone to hell asking questions.

Not asking, “What must I do to be saved?” but asking questions about

matters too high for them; asking, in fact, questions which were only meant

to be some excuse for continuing in their sins, pillows for their wicked

heads to lean upon; putting queries to ministers, and propounding hard and

knotty points that from the ignorance of man they might draw reasons why

they should continue in their evil way, should hold on in their wicked

course, and so should resist the mercy of God.  CH Spurgeon

 

 

 

the man Moses was very meek,” for nobody would accord him any honor for such a declaration in that age and not very much, even, in this age, for men have not yet come to value meekness as God values it, but still look upon it as a kind of cowardice. They like a man who goes about the world with his fist always doubled, ready to knock down everybody who dares to think that the braggart is not the king of all his fellows. They admire the great hero who will not have anything said or done against his superlative dignity and, although that pride is earthly, sensual, devilish, yet there are many who admire it. And when it goes by the name of “British pluck,” then, probably, “a mean-spirited man” is the mildest appellation that they give to one who is really meek!    CH Spurgeon

 

 

In all this the Israelites were a type of true believers, for with all His chosen ones, the Lord has dealt wondrously. We frequently hear the complaint that we live in an age of dullness, we have no adventures now, and events are few. Happy are we that it is so, for it has been well said—“Blessed are the times which have no history.” If peace and prosperity are commonplace, long may the commonplace continue! But indeed, no thoughtful man’s life is uninteresting or barren of marvels. A life real and earnest cannot be devoid of memorable occurrences. He who thinks so must either be unspiritual, or he must be oblivious of his own inner history—he must be like the tribes in the wilderness, of whom it is written, “They forget the works of the Lord, and the wonders which He has showed them.” Foolish people run to fiction for wonders, but gracious men can tell far greater wonders, upon which the words, “NO FICTION,” might be written in capital letters. The wonders which we can speak of far surpass the inventions of imagination. When we recount them, we may appear unto men to dream, but in very truth no dreamer could dream after such a fashion. Speak of “Arabian Nights,” English days and nights have far exceeded them in marvel. “God does great things past finding out, and wonders without number.” I have seen a volume entitled, “The World of Wonders,” and another named, “Ten Thousand Wonderful Things.” The believer is within himself a world of wonders, and his life reveals 10,000 wonderful things. Mysteries, riddles, paradoxes, and miracles make up Christian experience. God has dealt wondrously with us. Of these wonders I shall try and speak at this time, according to that precept of David—“Talk you of all His wondrous works,” and I shall dwell upon them after the following manner: first, we shall testify that God’s dealings toward us have been full of wonder, and lead us to praise Him as Jehovah, our God; and secondly, we shall remark that because of this, we ought to look for wonders in the future, and if I may speak so paradoxically, it should not be unusual for us to see wonders. And, then, thirdly, we shall close by observing that in a future state, we shall yet more clearly see that Jehovah has dealt wondrously with us.  I

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Then with his own finger he writes the divine law upon the mind and the

affections, so that the divine commands become the center of the man’s

life, and the governing force of his action. The man now loves that law

which before he, at his very best, only feared: it becomes his will to do the

will of God. By a miracle of grace his nature is changed, so that its

tendencies, which were all towards evil, are corrected by new tendencies,

which are all towards good.  CH Spurgeon

 

 

 

Faith is a wonderful magician’s

wand; it works marvels, it achieves impossibilities, it grasps the

incomprehensible. Faith can be used anywhere — in the highest heaven

touching the ear of God, and winning our desire of him, and in the lowest

places of the earth amongst the poor and fallen, cheering and upraising

them. Faith will quench the violence of fire, turn the edge of the sword,

snatch the prey from the enemy and turn the alien to flight. There is

nothing which it cannot do. It is a principle available for all times, to be

used on all occasions, suitable to be used by all men for all holy ends.  CHS

 

 

He is infinite, and therefore nothing bears any comparison to him. You remember how it is written that He who telleth the stars, and calleth them by name, also bindeth up the

broken in heart, and healeth all their wounds.  CHS

 

 

Sadducees. The conceited amongst the vulgar would sympathize

with boasted intelligence, that they might, in turn, be credited with an

intelligence which they did not possess.

 

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Why play the dog in the manger? If you will not have

religion for yourself, why not let others have it? It can be no gain to you,

either in this world or in the world to come, to stand as with a club at the

gates of life to drive back all who would enter thereat.

 

They are more diligent to destroy the faith than others are

to spread it. What an accumulation of guilt must be resting upon the mind

of the man who breathes out doubt as other men breathe air! Neither God,

nor Christ, nor heaven, nor hell, can escape the foul steam of his infidelity.

See how he blasts the souls on whom he breathes! Calculate his crimes. Put

down the soul-murders of which he is guilty.

 

 

denying the truth and sowing the seeds of unbelief! If I speak to any such, I

do it with sorrowful indignation, and I beg them to turn from their evil

way.

God save us from hindering a single soul from coming to Christ and

heaven. I cannot help trembling sometimes lest a cold and chilly sermon of

mine should wither young buds of promise; lest in the prayer-meeting a

wandering, rambling prayer from a heartless professor should damp the

rising earnestness of a tearful seeker. I tremble for you, my dear brethren

and sisters in Christ, lest levity of conversation, worldliness of conduct,

inconsistency of behavior, or callousness of demeanour, should in any one

of you, at any time, turn the lame out of the way, or give cause of

stumbling to one of the Lord’s little ones.

 

Charles Spurgeon

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If you are saved yourself,

the work is but half done until you are employed to bring others to Christ.

You are as yet but half formed in the image of your Lord. You have not

attained to the full development of the Christ-life in you unless you have

commenced in some feeble way to tell to others of the grace of God: and I

trust that you will find no rest to the sole of your foot till you have been

the means of leading many to that blessed Savior who is your confidence

and your hope.                                    C. H. Spurgeon

 

 

Concerning confession of sins: 

to recall the failures, imperfections, and mistakes of

the day, in order that we might learn from one day of failure how to

achieve the victory on the morrow, and that washing ourselves daily from

our sins we might preserve the purity and whiteness of our garments.

 

 

So strange are the workings of providence that, however low anyone may be

in temporal circumstances, he need not give way to despair, but he may

cherish hopes of better times coming to him.

 

                                                            C. H. Spurgeon

 

 

the ever-suffering world of sin, pitiless

toward itself, and mercilessly inflicting self-punishment,

 

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Faith is not a sense, nor sight, nor reason, but taking God at His Word.
--Christmas Evans

 

 

 

We do not know what we lose in our self-indulgence!

 

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  • Immorality is destructive of courage. Paganism, with its debasements,

destroyed self respect and that interest in life, home, and liberty which is

the soul of patriotism. (Take for instance:  abortion, assisted suicide,

pornography, etc. – CY – 2012)  For heroism religion is an essential element.

Cromwell’s Ironsides, Nelson’s Methodists, Havelock’s regiment of

Teetotallers, the rower of resistance to oppression developed by religion in

Holland and in Scotland, show how immediate and direct is the influence of

godliness in vitalizing all the manlier virtues. Corruption of character

followed corruption of creed, and was followed by deterioration of

courage.  (Pulpit Commentary on Joshua 10:8-11)

 

 

Face it out to the end, cast away every shadow of hope on the human side as an absolute hindrance to the Divine, heap up all the difficulties together recklessly, and pile as many more on as you can find; you cannot get beyond the blessed climax of impossibility. Let faith swing out to Him. He is the God of the impossible.

 

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That God would at length so fill me with His breath, His mind, His Spirit, that I should think only His thoughts, and live His life, finding therein my own life, only glorified infinitely.

 

"In the early morning hours,
'Twixt the night and day,
While from earth the darkness passes
Silently away;
"Then 'tis sweet to talk with Jesus
In thy chamber still
For the coming day and duties
Ask to know His will.
"Then He'll lead the way before you,
Mountains laying low;
Making desert places blossom,
Sweet'ning Marah's flow.
"Would you know this life of triumph,
Victory all the way?
Then put God in the beginning
Of each coming day."

 

 

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The Power to cast into Hell – Luke 12:5

 

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Deuteronomy 31:15-22, 32:1-43   

 

Judges 6:25-26, 30.

 

“ye have eaten the fruit of lies”  (Hosea 10:13)

 

o        those also who are wholly heedless of His claims, who show an

utter disregard to His will, who stand outside His Church, or who

do those things which He has expressly denounced and forbidden.

These are His enemies, and their name is legion; their resources

are great; they compose an army overwhelmingly strong in

numbers and material equipments.

 

 

 

Before these there come the prophets of the Lord, summoning them to

leave the ranks in which they stand, and to surrender themselves to Him and

His service. These speakers for God entreat them to lay down their arms

and to serve under Christ.

 

  • TO BE OPPOSING THAT WHICH THE BEST MEN ARE

SUSTAINING. “God’s priests… cry alarm against you.” Invested in the

sacred garments, with the appointed signals in their hands (Numbers 10:8),

the holiest in the land are urging the people to maintain their ground.

The cause of Christian truth has not only the presence of a noble host of

good and holy men; it is led by the best of the good and wise. Those who

are clothed with righteousness, whose voice is the sound of earnest and

irresistible conviction, are summoning all who love God and man to oppose

themselves to the enemies of Christ. If we league ourselves “with these his

enemies” we must make up our mind to contend with the worthiest and the

wisest, with the most pure and brave and devoted, that ever drew mortal

breath, that ever sounded the note of battle.

 

  • TO BE FIGHTING AGAINST GOD. “God Himself is with us for our

Captain.” In the Christian Church it is the assured conviction that the

invisible Lord is not the absent One; He is the very present One. “Lo, I am

with you alway,” etc. (Matthew 28:20). We who fight for Him fight

under Him — under His eye, His observant eye; under His direction — the

direction of a hand that is not seen, but that is felt. They who fight against

His cause are fighting against Him Himself. They have to overcome THE

ALMIGHTY!

 

  • TO BE ARRAYED AGAINST A FORCE THAT MUST PROVE

VICTORIOUS. “You shall not prosper.” Many times has Christianity

seemed to be doomed to defeat and even to extinction, but out of every

terrible contest it has emerged successful, even triumphant. Persecution,

ridicule, argumentation, corruption, — these have done their worst, and

they have failed. To-day the friends of Christ are more numerous, and the

cause of Christ is more advanced, than ever. And he who is in arms against

the Lord of all love and power, who is seeking to undermine His influence,

who is contemptuous of His holy will, who is opposing his own indifference

or his worldliness to the commands and the invitations of a Divine Saviour,

he is:

 

Ø      in the ranks of the army that will be defeated;

Ø      no voice of victory will greet his dying ear,

Ø      no hope of commendation and award will then fill his

heart.

 

 

 

 

 

“THIS THING IS FROM ME” NO. 2476

 

A SERMON INTENDED FOR READING ON LORD’S-DAY, AUGUST 2, 1896.      DELIVERED BY C. H. SPURGEON, AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON, ON THURSDAY EVENING, JULY 22, 1886.

 

“Thus says the LORD, You shall not go up, nor fight against your brethren, the children  of Israel: return every man to his house; for this thing is from Me.” 1 Kings 12:24.

 

 

 

 

I.                   First, SOME EVENTS ARE ESPECIALLY FROM GOD—“This thing is from Me.”  I do not know what some people believe, for they seem to try to do without God altogether, but I believe that God is in all things—that there is neither power, nor life, nor motion, nor thought, nor existence apart from Him. “In Him we live, and move, and have our being.” By Him all things exist and consist. Like foam upon the wave, all things would dissolve away did not God continue them, did not God uphold them. I see God in everything—from the creeping of an aphid upon a rosebud to the fall of a dynasty! I believe that God is in the earthquake and the whirlwind, but I believe Him to be equally in the gentlest zephyr and in the fall of the sere leaf from the oak of the forest. Blessed is that man to whom there exists nothing in which he cannot see the Presence of God! It makes this world a grand sphere when God is seen everywhere in it from the deepest mine to the remotest star. This earth is a wretched dark dungeon if once the light of the Presence and the working of God is taken away from it. 

 

Notice also, dear Friends, that God is in events which are produced by the sin and the stupidity of men. This breaking up of the kingdom of Solomon into two parts was the result of Solomon’s sin and Rehoboam’s folly, yet God was in it—“This thing is from Me, says the Lord.” God had nothing to do with the sin or the folly—but in some way which we can never explain—in a mysterious way in which we are to believe without hesitation, God was in it all! The most notable instance of this Truth of God is the death of our Lord Jesus Christ—that was the greatest of human crimes, yet it was foreordained and predetermined by the Most High—to whom there can be no such thing as crime, nor any sort of compact with sin. We know not how it is, but it is an undoubted fact that a thing may be from God and yet it may be worked, as we see in this case, by the folly and the wickedness of men.  Neither does this, in the least degree, interfere with human agency in its utmost freedom. Some who have held that man is a free agent have attempted to vindicate free agency as if predestination were the contradiction of it, which it is not! We who believe in predestination also believe in free agency as much as they do who reject the other truth. Others hold predestination and straightway they begin to rail at all who believe in the responsibility and free agency of men. My Brothers, there is nothing to rail at in either doctrine, the two things are equally true. “How, then,” asks someone, “do you reconcile them?” These two Truths of God have never fallen out, as far as I know, and it is poor work to try to reconcile those who are true friends. “But,” says the objector, “how do you make them seem to be true friends?” I do not make them seem to be true friends! I bless God that there are some things in the Bible which I never expect to understand while I live here. A religion which I could perfectly understand would be no religion to me—when I had mastered it, it would never master me! But to my mind it is a most delightful thing for the Believer to bow before inscrutable mysteries and to say, “My God, I never thought that I was infinite. I never dreamt that I could take Your place and understand all things. I believe, and I am content.”  So I believe in the free agency of men, in their responsibility and wickedness, and that everything evil comes of them. But I also believe in God, that, “this thing” which, on the one side of it, was purely and alone from men, on another side of it was still from God who rules both evil and good, and not only walks the garden of Eden in the cool of a summer’s eve, but walks the billows of the tempestuous sea and rules everywhere by His sovereign might! 

 

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They would have been brighter here, but less glorious in His Kingdom. They would have had Lot's portion, not Abraham's. If they had halted anywhere--if God had taken off His hand and let them stray back -- what would they not have lost? What forfeits in the resurrection? But He stayed them up, even against themselves. Many a time their foot had well nigh slipped; but He in mercy held them up. Now, even in this life, they know that all He did was done well. It was good to suffer here, that they might reign hereafter; to bear the cross below, for they shall wear the crown above; and that not their will but His was done on them and in them.
--Anonymous

 

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Some people get easily turned aside from the grandeur of their life-work by pursuing their own grievances and enemies, until their life gets turned into one little petty whirl of warfare. It is like a nest of hornets. You may disperse the hornets, but you will probably get terribly stung, and get nothing for your pains, for even their honey is not worth a search.

 

 

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To have the recognition of religion, the faith of religion, the presence

of the practical ministries and ministers of religion, is the salt of the earth,

the health of a people, the conserving of the soundness of civil society.

Sin, and a grievous tale of it, were the woe of even Judah; but its core was

never quite unsound, and its perpetuity was never broken; while rottenness

was the very core of Israel, and Jeroboam and their staff was to be broken

absolutely.  (In reference to II Chronicles 11)

 

 

 

The dwindling stream by which Elijah sat and mused is a true picture of the life of each of us. “It came to pass … that the brook dried up”—that is the history of our yesterday, and a prophecy of our morrows.

 

In some way or other we will have to learn the difference between trusting in the gift and trusting in the Giver. The gift may be good for a while, but the Giver is the Eternal Love.

 

Cherith was a difficult problem to Elijah until he got to Zarephath, and then it was all as clear as daylight. God’s hard words are never His last words. The woe and the waste and the tears of life belong to the interlude and not to the finale.

 

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God is in the midst, at the center of my physical being. He is in the midst of my brain. He is in the midst of my nerve centers.

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Paul said, "I have kept the faith," but he lost his head! They cut that off, but it didn't touch his faith. He rejoiced in three things--this great Apostle to the Gentiles; he had "fought a good fight," he had "finished his course," he had "kept the faith." What did all the rest amount to? St. Paul won the race; he gained the prize, and he has not only the admiration of earth today, but the admiration of Heaven. Why do we not act as if it paid to lose all to win Christ? Why are we not loyal to truth as he was? Ah, we haven't his arithmetic. He counted differently from us; we count the things gain that he counted loss. We must have his faith, and keep it if we would wear the same crown.

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The deep says, ‘It is not with me.’ And the sea says, ‘It is not with me.’ (Job 28:14)

 

I remember a summer in which I said, “It is the ocean I need,” and I went to the ocean; but it seemed to say, “It is not in me!” The ocean did not do for me what I thought it would. Then I said, “The mountains will rest me,” and I went to the mountains, and when I awoke in the morning there stood the grand mountain that I had wanted so much to see; but it said, “It is not in me!” It did not satisfy. Ah! I needed the ocean of His love, and the high mountains of His truth within. It was wisdom that the “depths” said they did not contain, and that could not be compared with jewels or gold or precious stones. Christ is wisdom and our deepest need. Our restlessness within can only be met by the revelation of His eternal friendship and love for us.
—Margaret Bottome

 

“My heart is there!

’Where, on eternal hills, my loved one dwells

Among the lilies and asphodels;

Clad in the brightness of the Great White Throne,

Glad in the smile of Him who sits thereon,

The glory gilding all His wealth of hair

And making His immortal face more fair

THERE IS MY TREASURE and my heart is there.

 

“My heart is there!

’With Him who made all earthly life so sweet,

So fit to live, and yet to die so meet;

So mild, so grand, so gentle and so brave,

So ready to forgive, so strong to save.

His fair, pure Spirit makes the Heavens more fair,

And thither rises all my longing prayer

THERE IS MY TREASURE and my heart is there.”

—Favorite poem of the late Chas. E. Cowman

 

You cannot detain the eagle in the forest. You may gather around him a chorus of the choicest birds; you may give him a perch on the goodliest pine; you may charge winged messengers to bring him choicest dainties; but he will spurn them all. Spreading his lofty wings, and with his eye on the Alpine cliff, he will soar away to his own ancestral halls amid the munition of rocks and the wild music of tempest and waterfall.

 

The soul of man, in its eagle soarings, will rest with nothing short of the Rock of Ages. Its ancestral halls are the halls of Heaven. Its munitions of rocks are the attributes of God. The sweep of its majestic flight is Eternity! “Lord, THOU hast been our dwelling place in all generations.”
Macduff

 

“My Home is God Himself”; Christ brought me there.

I laid me down within His mighty arms;

He took me up, and safe from all alarms

He bore me “where no foot but His hath trod,”

Within the holiest at Home with God,

And bade me dwell in Him, rejoicing there.

O Holy Place! O Home divinely fair!

And we, God’s little ones, abiding there.

 

“My Home is God Himself”; it was not so!

A long, long road I traveled night and day,

And sought to find within myself some way,

Aught I could do, or feel to bring me near;

Self effort failed, and I was filled with fear,

And then I found Christ was the only way,

That I must come to Him and in Him stay,

And God had told me so.

 

And now “my Home is God,” and sheltered there,

God meets the trials of my earthly life,

God compasses me round from storm and strife,

God takes the burden of my daily care.

O Wondrous Place! O Home divinely fair!

And I, God’s little one, safe hidden there.

Lord, as I dwell in Thee and Thou in me,

So make me dead to everything but Thee;

That as I rest within my Home most fair,

My soul may evermore and only see

My God in everything and everywhere;

My Home is God.

—Author Unknown

 

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When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources
Our Father's full giving is only begun.
His love has no limit, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth and giveth and giveth again.
--Annie Johnson Flint 

 

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Never turn God's facts into hopes, or prayers, but simply use them as realities, and you will find them powerful as you believe them.

 

“Life is not salvage to be saved out of the world, but an investment to be used in the world.”

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Into the deep of God's purposes and coming kingdom, until the Lord's coming and His millennial reign are opened up to us; and beyond these the bright entrancing ages on ages unfold themselves, until the mental eye is dazed with light, and the heart flutters with inexpressible anticipations of its joy with Jesus and the glory to be revealed.

And lose ourselves and our sorrows  in the calmness and peace of the Holy Spirit’s everlasting presence.

 

Into all these things, Jesus bids us launch. He made us and He made the deep, and to its fathomless depths He has fitted our longings and capabilities.  

 

(He hath put eternity into our hearts  and they are too big for this world to satisfy. – Ecclesiastes 3:11 – CY – 2016)

 

Into all these things, Jesus bids us launch. He made us and He made the deep, and to its fathomless depths He has fitted our longings and capabilities.
--Soul Food

Its streams the whole creation reach,
So plenteous is the store;
Enough for all, enough for each;
Enough forevermore.

The deep waters of the Holy Spirit are always accessible, because they are always proceeding. Will you not this day claim afresh to be immersed and drenched in these waters of life? The waters in Ezekiel's vision first of all oozed from under the doors of the temple. Then the man with the measuring line measured and found the waters to the ankles. Still further measurement, and they were waters to the knees. Once again they were measured and the waters were to the loins. Then they became waters to swim in--a river that could not be passed over. (Read Ezekiel 47).

How far have we advanced into this river of life? The Holy Spirit would have a complete self effacement. Not merely ankle-deep, knee-deep, loin-deep, but self-deep. We ourselves hidden out of sight and bathed in this life-giving stream. Let go the shore-lines and launch out into the deep. Never forget, the Man with the measuring line is with us today.

 

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When you are doubtful as to your course, submit your judgment absolutely to the Spirit of God, and ask Him to shut against you every door but the right one…Meanwhile keep on as you are, and consider the absence of indication to be the indication of God’s will that you are on His track…As you go down the long corridor, you will find that He has preceded you, and locked many doors which you “Life is not salvage to be saved out of the world, but an investment to be used in the world.”would fain have entered; but be sure that beyond these there is one which He has left unlocked. Open it and enter, and you will find yourself face to face with a bend of the river of opportunity, broader and deeper than anything you had dared to imagine in your sunniest dreams. Launch forth upon it; it conducts to the open sea.

 

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The Voyage of Life – Manhood – by Thomas Cole

 

 

 

 

 

For life is all too short, dear.
And sorrow is all too great,
To suffer our slow compassion
That tarries until too late.

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On Malachi 3;10

The ability of God is beyond our prayers, beyond our largest prayers! I have been thinking of some of the petitions that have entered into my supplication innumerable times. What have I asked for? I have asked for a cupful, and the ocean remains! I have asked for a sunbeam, and the sun abides! My best asking falls immeasurably short of my Father's giving: it is beyond that we can ask.
--J. H. Jowett

 

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We once saw a man draw some black dots. We looked and could make nothing of them but an irregular assemblage of black dots. Then he drew a few lines, put in a few rests, then a clef at the beginning, and we saw these black dots were musical notes. On sounding them we were singing,

"Praise God from whom all blessings flow,
Praise Him all creatures here below."

There are many black dots and black spots in our lives, and we cannot understand why they are there or why God permitted them to come. But if we let God come into our lives, and adjust the dots in the proper way, and draw the lines He wants, and separate this from that, and put in the rests at the proper places; out of the black dots and spots in our lives He will make a glorious harmony.

Let us not hinder Him in this glorious work!
--C. H. P.

 

 

The world says "seeing is believing," but God wants us to believe in order to see. The Psalmist said, "I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living."

Do you believe God only when the circumstances are favorable, or do you believe no matter what the circumstances may be?
--C. H. P.

Faith is to believe what we do not see, and the reward of this faith is to see what we believe.
--St. Augustine

 

 

 

 

 

God is looking for a man, or woman, whose heart will be always set on Him, and who will trust Him for all He desires to do. God is eager to work more mightily now than He ever has through any soul. The clock of the centuries points to the eleventh hour.

"The world is waiting yet to see what God can do through a consecrated soul." Not the world alone, but God Himself is waiting for one, who will be more fully devoted to Him than any who have ever lived; who will be willing to be nothing that Christ may be all; who will grasp God's own purposes; and taking His humility and His faith, His love and His power, will, without hindering, continue to let God do exploits.
--C. H. P.

"There is no limit to what God can do with a man, providing he will not touch the glory."

 

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Isaiah 18:4

 

Is not this a marvelous conception of God--being still and watching? His stillness is not acquiescence. His silence is not consent. He is only biding His time, and will arise, in the most opportune moment, and when the designs of the wicked seem on the point of success, to overwhelm them with disaster. As we look out on the evil of the world; as we think of the apparent success of wrong-doing; as we wince beneath the oppression of those that hate us, let us remember these marvelous words about God being still and beholding.

 

 

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(This is reference to the analogy of Plains Indians staking themselves to the ground during battle.)

 

Bind the sacrifice with cords, even unto the horns of the altar" (Psalms 118:27).

Is not this altar inviting thee? Shall we not ask to be bound to it, that we may never be able to start back from our attitude of consecration? There are times when life is full of roseate light, and we choose the Cross; at other times, when the sky is grey, we shrink from it. It is well to be bound.

Wilt Thou bind us, most blessed Spirit, and enamor us with the Cross, and let us never leave it? Bind us with the scarlet cord of redemption, and the golden cord of love, and the silver cord of Advent-hope, so we will not go back from it, or wish for another lot than to be the humble partners with our Lord in His pain and sorrow!

The horns of the altar invite thee. Wilt thou come? Wilt thou dwell ever in a spirit of resigned humility, and give thyself wholly to the Lord?
--Selected

The story is told of a colored brother who, at a camp meeting, tried to give himself to God. Every night at the altar he consecrated himself; but every night before he left the meeting, the devil would come to him and convince him that he did not feel any different and therefore he was not consecrated.

Again and again he was beaten back by the adversary. Finally, one evening he came to the meeting with an axe and a big stake. After consecrating himself, he drove the stake into the ground just where he had knelt. As he was leaving the building, the devil came to him as usual and tried to make him believe that it was all a farce. At once he went back to the stake and, pointing to it, said, "Look here, Mr. Devil, do you see that stake? Well, that's my witness that God has forever accepted me."

Immediately the devil left him, and he had no further doubts on the subject.
--The Still Small Voice

Beloved, if you are tempted to doubt the finality of your consecration, drive a stake down somewhere and let it be your witness before God and even the devil that you have settled the question forever.

 

 

 

 

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No praying man or woman accomplishes so much with so little expenditure of time as when he or she is praying.

 

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For what if some did not believe? shall their unbelief make the faith of God without effect? (Rom. 3:3).

I think that I can trace every scrap of sorrow in my life to simple unbelief. How could I be anything but quite happy if I believed always that all the past is forgiven, and all the present furnished with power, and all the future bright with hope because of the same abiding facts which do not change with my mood, do not stumble because I totter and stagger at the promise through unbelief, but stand firm and clear with their peaks of pearl cleaving the air of Eternity, and the bases of their hills rooted unfathomably in the Rock of God. Mont Blanc does not become a phantom or a mist because a climber grows dizzy on its side.
--James Smetham

 

 

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God needs some who are willing to be spiritual polyps, and work away out of sight of men, but sustained by the Holy Ghost and in full view of Heaven.

 

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As we never find that Jesus Christ rejected a single supplicant who came to Him for mercy, so we believe that no prayer made in His name will be in vain.

 

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Faith is the telegraphic wire which links earth to Heaven, on which God’s messages of love fly so fast that before we call He answers, and while we are yet speaking He hears us. But if that telegraphic wire of faith be snapped, how can we obtain the promise?

 

Faith links me with Divinity. Faith clothes me with the power of Jehovah. Faith insures every attribute of God in my defense. It helps me to defy the hosts of hell. It makes me march triumphant over the necks of my enemies. But without faith how can I receive anything from the Lord?

Oh, then, Christian, watch well thy faith. “If thou canst believe, all things are possible to him that believeth.”
—C. H. Spurgeon

 

 

 

And we know that all things work together for good for those who love God, who are called according to his purpose, (Rom 8:28)

How wide is this assertion of the Apostle Paul! He does not say, “We know that some things,” or “most things,” or “joyous things,” but “ALL things.” From the minutest to the most momentous; from the humblest event in daily providence to the great crisis hours in grace.

And all things "work’—they are working; not all things have worked, or shall work; but it is a present operation.

At this very moment, when some voice may be saying, “Thy judgments are a great deep,” the angels above, who are watching the development of the great plan, are with folded wings exclaiming, “The Lord is righteous in all his ways, and holy in all his works.” (Ps. 145:17)

And then all things “work together.” It is a beautiful blending. Many different colors, in themselves raw and unsightly, are required in order to weave the harmonious pattern.

Many separate tones and notes of music, even discords and dissonances, are required to make up the harmonious anthem.

Many separate wheels and joints are required to make the piece of machinery. Take a thread separately, or a note separately, or a wheel or a tooth of a wheel separately, and there may be neither use nor beauty discernible.

But complete the web, combine the notes, put together the separate parts of steel and iron, and you see how perfect and symmetrical is the result. Here is the lesson for faith: “What I do thou knowest not now, but thou shalt know hereafter.”
Macduff

In one thousand trials it is not five hundred of them that work for the believer’s good, but nine hundred and ninety-nine of them, and one beside.
—George Mueller

“GOD MEANT IT UNTO GOOD” (Gen. 50:20).

“God meant it unto good”—O blest assurance,
Falling like sunshine all across life’s way,
Touching with Heaven’s gold earth’s darkest storm clouds,
Bringing fresh peace and comfort day by day.

Twas not by chance the hands of faithless brethren
Sold Joseph captive to a foreign land;
Nor was it chance which, after years of suffering,
Brought him before the monarch’s throne to stand.

One Eye all-seeing saw the need of thousands,
And planned to meet it through that one lone soul;
And through the weary days of prison bondage
Was working towards the great and glorious goal.

As yet the end was hidden from the captive,
The iron entered even to his soul;
His eye could scan the present path of sorrow,
Not yet his gaze might rest upon the whole.

Faith failed not through those long, dark days of waiting,
His trust in God was recompensed at last,
The moment came when God led forth his servant
To succour many, all his sufferings past.

“It was not you but God, that sent me hither,”
Witnessed triumphant faith in after days;
“God meant it unto good,” no “second causes”
Mingled their discord with his song of praise.

“God means it unto good” for thee, beloved,
The God of Joseph is the same today;
His love permits afflictions strange and bitter,
His hand is guiding through the unknown way.

Thy Lord, who sees the end from the beginning,
Hath purposes for thee of love untold.
Then place thy hand in His and follow fearless,
Till thou the riches of His grace behold.

There, when thou standest in the Home of Glory,
And all life’s path ties open to thy gaze,
Thine eyes shall see the hand which now thou trustest,
And magnify His love through endless days.
—Freda Hanbury Allen

 

 

 

 

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It is much easier to trust when the sun is shining than when the storm is raging.

We never know how much real faith we have until it is put to the test in some fierce storm; and that is the reason why the Savior is on board.

If you are ever to be strong in the Lord and the power of His might, your strength will be born in some storm.
--Selected

 

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The shadows of this world are the shades of an avenue the avenue to the house of my Father.

George Matheson

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I hear men praying everywhere for more faith, but when I listen to them carefully, and get at the real heart of their prayer, very often it is not more faith at all that they are wanting, but a change from faith to sight.

Faith says not, "I see that it is good for me, so God must have sent it," but, "God sent it, and so it must be good for me."

Faith, walking in the dark with God, only prays Him to clasp its hand more closely.
--Phillips Brooks

 

 

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Do we know of ONE brighter than the brightest radiance of the visible sun, visiting our chamber with the first waking beam of the morning; an eye of infinite tenderness and compassion following us throughout the day, knowing the way that we take?

 

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All these things are against me (Gen. 42:36).

All things work together for good to them that love God (Rom. 8:28).

Many people are wanting power. Now how is power produced? The other day we passed the great works where the trolley engines are supplied with electricity. We heard the hum and roar of the countless wheels, and we asked our friend, "How do they make the power?"

"Why," he said, "just by the revolution of those wheels and the friction they produce. The rubbing creates the electric current."

And so, when God wants to bring more power into your life, He brings more pressure. He is generating spiritual force by hard rubbing. Some do not like it and try to run away from the pressure, instead of getting the power and using it to rise above the painful causes.

Opposition is essential to a true equilibrium of forces. The centripetal and centrifugal forces acting in opposition to each other keep our planet in her orbit. The one propelling, and the other repelling, so act and re-act, that instead of sweeping off into space in a pathway of desolation, she pursues her even orbit around her solar centre.

So God guides our lives. It is not enough to have an impelling force--we need just as much a repelling force, and so He holds us back by the testing ordeals of life, by the pressure of temptation and trial, by the things that seem against us, but really are furthering our way and establishing our goings.

Let us thank Him for both, let us take the weights as well as the wings, and thus divinely impelled, let us press on with faith and patience in our high and heavenly calling. 
--A. B. Simpson

In a factory building there are wheels and gearings,
There are cranks and pulleys, beltings tight or slack--
Some are whirling swiftly, some are turning slowly,
Some are thrusting forward, some are pulling back;
Some are smooth and silent, some are rough and noisy,
Pounding, rattling, clanking, moving with a jerk;
In a wild confusion in a seeming chaos,
Lifting, pushing, driving--but they do their work.
From the mightiest lever to the tiniest pinion,
All things move together for the purpose planned;
And behind the working is a mind controlling,
And a force directing, and a guiding hand.
So all things are working for the Lord's beloved;
Some things might be hurtful if alone they stood;
Some might seem to hinder; some might draw us backward;
But they work together, and they work for good,
All the thwarted longings, all the stern denials,
All the contradictions, hard to understand.
And the force that holds them, speeds them and retards them,
Stops and starts and guides them--is our Father's hand.
--Annie Johnson Flint 

 

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“Stones are not thrown except at the fruit-laden tree,” says the proverb.

 

Christianity dissolves Judaism — by fulfilling it.

 

 

Recall the promise of seed as the stars of heaven, and as the sands of the sea, to a couple as good as dead. Read again the story of the Red Sea and its deliverance, and of Jordan with its ark standing mid-stream. Study once more the prayers of Asa, Jehoshaphat, and Hezekiah, when they were sore pressed and knew not what to do. Go over the history of Nehemiah, Daniel, Hosea, and Habakkuk. Stand with awe in the darkness of Gethsemane, and linger by the grave in Joseph's garden through those terrible days. Call the witnesses of the early Church, and ask the apostles the story of their desperate days.

Desperation is better than despair. Faith did not make our desperate days. Its work is to sustain and solve them. The only alternative to a desperate faith is despair, and faith holds on and prevails.

 

There is no more heroic example of desperate faith than that of the three Hebrew children. The situation was desperate, but they answered bravely, "Our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning, fiery furnace; and he will deliver us out of thine hand, O king. But if not, be it known unto thee, O king, that we will not serve thy gods, nor worship the golden image which thou hast set up." I like that, "but if not !"

 

I have only space to mention Gethsemane. Ponder deeply its "Nevertheless." "If it is possible…nevertheless!" Deep darkness had settled upon the soul of our Lord. Trust meant anguish unto blood and darkness to the descent of hell--Nevertheless! Nevertheless!

When obstacles and trials seem
Like prison walls to be,
I do the little I can do
And leave the rest to Thee.
And when there seems no chance, no change,
From grief can set me free,
Hope finds its strength in helplessness,
And calmly waits for Thee.

 

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God puts Himself within our reach in His promises; and when we can say to Him, "Thou saidst," He cannot say nay. He must do as He has said.

 

 

Believe God’s word and power more than you believe your own feelings and experiences. Your Rock is Christ, and it is not the Rock which ebbs and flows, but your sea.
—Samuel Rutherford

Keep your eye steadily fixed on the infinite grandeur of Christ’s finished work and righteousness. Look to Jesus and believe, look to Jesus and live! Nay, more; as you look to him, hoist your sails and buffet manfully the sea of life. Do not remain in the haven of distrust, or sleeping on your shadows in inactive repose, or suffering your frames and feelings to pitch and toss on one another like vessels idly moored in a harbor. The religious life is not a brooding over emotions, grazing the keel of faith in the shallows, or dragging the anchor of hope through the oozy tide mud as if afraid of encountering the healthy breeze. Away! With your canvas spread to the gale, trusting in Him, who rules the raging of the waters. The safety of the tinted bird is to be on the wing. If its haunt be near the ground—if it fly low—it exposes itself to the fowler’s net or snare. If we remain grovelling on the low ground of feeling and emotion, we shall find ourselves entangled in a thousand meshes of doubt and despondency, temptation and unbelief. “But surely in vain the net is spread in the sight of THAT WHICH HATH A WING” (marginal reading Prov. 1:17). Hope thou in God.
—J. R. Macduff

 

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There is no way of learning faith except by trial. It is God’s school of faith, and it is far better for us to learn to trust God than to enjoy life.

 

The lesson of faith once learned, is an everlasting acquisition and an eternal fortune made; and without trust even riches will leave us poor.

 

“Why must I weep when others sing?

’To test the deeps of suffering.’ 

Why must I work while others rest?

’To spend my strength at God’s request.’ 

Why must I lose while others gain?

’To understand defeat’s sharp pain.’ 

Why must this lot of life be mine 

When that which fairer seems is thine?

’Because God knows what plans for me 

Shall blossom in eternity.’”

 

 

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But he said to me, “My grace is enough for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” So then, I will boast most gladly about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may reside in me. (2 Cor 12:9)

 

The other evening I was riding home after a heavy day’s work. I felt very wearied, and sore depressed, when swiftly, and suddenly as a lightning flash, that text came to me, “My grace is sufficient for thee.” I reached home and looked it up in the original, and at last it came to me in this way, “MY grace is sufficient for thee”; and I said, “I should think it is, Lord,” and burst out laughing. I never fully understood what the holy laughter of Abraham was until then. It seemed to make unbelief so absurd. It was as though some little fish, being very thirsty, was troubled about drinking the river dry, and Father Thames said, “Drink away, little fish, my stream is sufficient for thee.” Or, it seemed after the seven years of plenty, a mouse feared it might die of famine; and Joseph might say, “Cheer up, little mouse, my granaries are sufficient for thee.” Again, I imagined a man away up yonder, in a lofty mountain, saying to himself, “I breathe so many cubic feet of air every year, I fear I shall exhaust the oxygen in the atmosphere,” but the earth might say, “Breathe away, O man, and fill the lungs ever, my atmosphere is sufficient for thee.” Oh, brethren, be great believers! Little faith will bring your souls to Heaven, but great faith will bring Heaven to your souls.
—C. H. Spurgeon

 

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Comparative uselessness is the condition of freedom from suffering. Do you then wish me to cease pruning your life? Shall I leave you alone?"

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Though I have afflicted thee, I will afflict thee no more (Nahum 1:12).

There is a limit to affliction. God sends it, and removes it. Do you sigh and say, "When will the end be?" Let us quietly wait and patiently endure the will of the Lord till He cometh. Our Father takes away the rod when His design in using it is fully served.

 

If the affliction is sent for testing us, that our graces may glorify God, it will end when the Lord has made us bear witness to His praise.

 

We would not wish the affliction to depart until God has gotten out of us all the honor which we can possibly yield Him. There may be today " a great calm." Who knows how soon those raging billows will give place to a sea of glass and the sea birds sit on the gentle waves?

 

After long tribulation, the flail is hung up, and the wheat rests in the garner. We may, before many hours are past, be just as happy as now we are sorrowful.

 

It is not hard for the Lord to turn night into day. He that sends the clouds can as easily clear the skies. Let us be of good cheer. It is better farther on. Let us sing Hallelujah by anticipation.

--C.H. Spurgeon

 

 


Fret not thyself (Psalms 37:1).

Do not get into a perilous heat about things. If ever heat were justified, it was surely justified in the circumstances outlined in the Psalm. Evil-doers were moving about clothed in purple and fine linen, and faring sumptuously every day. "Workers of iniquity" were climbing into the supreme places of power, and were tyrannizing their less fortunate brethren. Sinful men and women were stalking through the land in the pride of life and basking in the light and comfort of great prosperity, and good men were becoming heated and fretful.

"Fret not thyself." Do not get unduly heated! Keep cool! Even in a good cause, fretfulness is not a wise help-meet. Fretting only heats the bearings; it does not generate the steam. It is no help to a train for the axles to get hot; their heat is only a hindrance. When the axles get heated, it is because of unnecessary friction; dry surfaces are grinding together, which ought to be kept in smooth co-operation by a delicate cushion of oil.

And is it not a suggestive fact that this word "fret" is closely akin to the word "friction," and is an indication of absence of the anointing oil of the grace of God? In fretfulness, a little bit of grit gets into the bearings--some slight disappointment, some ingratitude, some discourtesy--and the smooth working of the life is checked. Friction begets heat; and with the heat, most dangerous conditions are created.

Do not let thy bearings get hot. Let the oil of the Lord keep thee cool, lest by reason of an unholy heat thou be reckoned among the evil-doers.
--The Silver Lining

 

 

 

 

Your heavenly Father knoweth (Matthew 6:32).

 

A visitor at a school for the deaf and dumb was writing questions

on the blackboard for the children. By and by he wrote this sentence:

"Why has God made me to hear and speak, and made you deaf and dumb?"

The awful sentence fell upon the little ones like a fierce blow in the face.

They sat palsied before that dreadful "Why?"

 

And then a little girl arose. Her lip was trembling. Her eyes were swimming

with tears. Straight to the board she walked, and, picking up the chalk,

wrote with firm hand these precious words: "Even so, Father, for so it seemed

good in thy sight!" What a reply! It reaches up and lays hold of an eternal

 truth upon which the maturest believer as well as the youngest child of God

may alike securely rest -- the truth that God is your Father.

 

Do you mean that? Do you really and fully believe that? When you do,

then your dove of faith will no longer wander in weary unrest, but will

settle down forever in its eternal resting place of peace. "Your Father!"

I can still believe that a day comes for all of us, however far off it may

be, when we shall understand; when these tragedies, that now blacken

and darken the very air of heaven for us, will sink into their places in

a scheme so august, so magnificent, so joyful, that we shall laugh for

wonder and delight.    (Arthur Christopher Bacon)

 

            No chance hath brought this ill to me;
            'Tis God's own hand, so let it be,
            He seeth what I cannot see.
            There is a need-be for each pain,
            And He one day will make it plain
            That earthly loss is heavenly gain.
            Like as a piece of tapestry
            Viewed from the back appears to be
            Naught but threads tangled hopelessly;
            But in the front a picture fair
            Rewards the worker for his care,
            Proving his skill and patience rare.
            Thou art the Workman, I the frame.
            Lord, for the glory of Thy Name,
            Perfect Thine image on the same.
                                                Selected

 

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“The Lord is my shepherd”

Not was, not may be, nor will be. "The Lord is my shepherd." He is on Sunday, on Monday, and through every day of the week. He is in January, in December, and every month of the year. He is when I'm at home and in China. He is during peace and war, and in times of abundance or poverty.

He will silently plan for you,
His object of omniscient care;
God Himself undertakes to be
Your Pilot through each subtle snare.
He WILL silently plan for you,
So certainly, He cannot fail!
Rest on the faithfulness of God,
In Him you will surely prevail.
He will SILENTLY plan for you
Some wonderful surprise of love.
No eye has seen, nor ear has heard,
But it is kept for you above.
He will silently PLAN for you,
His purposes will all unfold;
Your tangled life will shine at last,
A masterpiece of skill untold.
He will silently plan FOR YOU,
Happy child of a Father's care,
As if no other claimed His love,
But you alone to Him were dear.
--E. Mary Grimes

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Ye shall not go out with haste (Isaiah 52:12).

I do not believe that we have begun to understand the marvelous power there is in stillness. We are in such a hurry--we must be doing--so that we are in danger of not giving God a chance to work. You may depend upon it, God never says to us, "Stand still," or "Sit still," or "Be still," unless He is going to do something. This is our trouble in regard to our Christian life; we want to do something to be Christians when we need to let Him work in us.

Do you know how still you have to be when your likeness is being taken? Now God has one eternal purpose concerning us, and that is that we should be like His Son; and in order that this may be so, we must be passive. We hear so much about activity, may be we need to know what it is to be quiet.
--Crumbs

Sit still, my daughter! Just sit calmly still!
Nor deem these days--these waiting days--as ill!
The One who loves thee best, who plans thy way,
Hath not forgotten thy great need today!
And, if He waits, 'tis sure He waits to prove
To thee, His tender child, His heart's deep love.
Sit still, my daughter! Just sit calmly still!
Thou longest much to know thy dear Lord's will!
While anxious thoughts would almost steal their way
Corrodingly within, because of His delay
Persuade thyself in simple faith to rest
That He, who knows and loves, will do the best.
Sit still, my daughter! Just sit calmly still!
Nor move one step, not even one, until
His way hath opened. Then, ah then, how sweet!
How glad thy heart, and then how swift thy feet
Thy inner being then, ah then, how strong!
And waiting days not counted then too long.
Sit still, my daughter! Just sit calmly still!
What higher service could'st thou for Him fill?
'Tis hard! ah yes! But choicest things must cost!
For lack of losing all how much is lost!
'Tis hard, 'tis true! But then--He giveth grace
To count the hardest spot the sweetest place.
--J. D. Smith

(The above reminds me of Clara Moreland Simpson Yahnig (1888-1954)

 

 

 

"This is from Me," the Savior said,
As bending low He kissed my brow,
"For One who loves you thus has led.
Just rest in Me, be patient now,
Your Father knows you have need of this,
Though, why perhaps you cannot see--
Grieve not for things you've seemed to miss.
The thing I send is best for thee."
Then, looking through my tears, I plead,
"Dear Lord, forgive, I did not know,
It will not be hard since You do tread,
Each path before me here below."
And for my good this thing must be,
His grace sufficient for each test.
So still I'll sing, "Whatever be
God's way for me is always best."

 

 

God wants us to realize that His Word, His promise of remembrance, is more substantial and dependable than any evidence of our senses.

 

 

The hawthorn hedge that keeps us from intruding,
Looks very fierce and bare
When stripped by winter, every branch protruding
Its thorns that would wound and tear.
But spring-time comes; and like the rod that budded,
Each twig breaks out in green;
And cushions soft of tender leaves are studded,
Where spines alone were seen,
The sorrows, that to us seem so perplexing,
Are mercies kindly sent
To guard our wayward souls from sadder vexing,
And greater ills prevent.
To save us from the pit, no screen of roses
Would serve for our defense,
The hindrance that completely interposes
Stings back like thorny fence.
At first when smarting from the shock, complaining
Of wounds that freely bleed,
God's hedges of severity us paining,
May seem severe indeed.
But afterwards, God's blessed spring-time cometh,
And bitter murmurs cease;
The sharp severity that pierced us bloometh,
And yields the fruits of peace.
Then let us sing, our guarded way thus wending
Life's hidden snares among,
Of mercy and of judgment sweetly blending;
Earth's sad, but lovely song.

 

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_Samuel took a stone and placed it between Mizpah and Shen. He named it Ebenezer, saying, “Up to here the Lord has helped us.”—1 Sam 7:12

The word “hitherto” seems like a hand pointing in the direction of the past. Twenty years or seventy, and yet “hitherto hath the Lord helped us!” Through poverty, through wealth, through sickness, through health; at home, abroad, on the land, on the sea; in honor, in dishonor, in perplexity, in joy, in trial, in triumph, in prayer, in temptation—“hitherto hath the Lord helped!”

We delight to look down a long avenue of trees. It is delightful to gaze from one end of the long vista, a sort of verdant temple, with its branching pillars and its arches of leaves. Even so look down the long aisles of your years, at the green boughs of mercy overhead, and the strong pillars of lovingkindness and faithfulness which bear up your joys.

Are there no birds in yonder branches singing? Surely, there must be many, and they all sing of mercy received “hitherto.”

But the word also points forward. For when a man gets up to a certain mark, and writes “hitherto,” he is not yet at the end; there are still distances to be traversed. More trials, more joys; more temptations, more triumphs; more prayers, more answers; more toils, more strength; more fights, more victories; and then come sickness, old age, disease, death.

Is it over now? No! there is more yet—awakening in Jesus’ likeness, thrones, harps, songs, psalms, white raiment the face of Jesus, the society of saints, the glory of God, the fullness of eternity, the infinity of bliss. Oh, be of good courage, believer, and with grateful confidence raise thy “Ebenezer,” for,

“He who hath helped thee hitherto
Will help thee all thy journey through.”

When read in Heaven’s light, how glorious and marvelous a prospect will thy “hitherto” unfold to thy grateful eye.
—C. H. Spurgeon

The Alpine shepherds have a beautiful custom of ending the day by singing to one another an evening farewell. The air is so crystalline that the song will carry long distances. As the dusk begins to fall, they gather their flocks and begin to lead them down the mountain paths, singing, “Hitherto hath the Lord helped us. Let us praise His name!”

And at last with a sweet courtesy, they sing to one another the friendly farewell: “Goodnight! Goodnight!” The words are taken up by the echoes, and from side to side the song goes reverberating sweetly and softly until the music dies away in the distance.

So let us call out to one another through the darkness, till the gloom becomes vocal with many voices, encouraging the pilgrim host. Let the echoes gather till a very storm of Hallelujahs break in thundering waves around the sapphire throne, and then as the morning breaks we shall find ourselves at the margin of the sea of glass, crying, with the redeemed host, “Blessing and honor and glory be unto him that sitteth on the throne and to the Lamb forever and ever!”

“This my song through endless ages,
Jesus led me all the way.”

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Of Joseph it is said:

The shackles hurt his feet; his neck was placed in an iron collar,—Ps 105:18

Turn that about and render it in our language, and it reads thus, “Iron entered his soul.” Is there not a truth in this? That sorrow and privation, the yoke borne in the youth, the soul’s enforced restraint, are all conducive to an iron tenacity and strength of purpose, and endurance or fortitude, which are the indispensable foundation and framework of a noble character.

Do not flinch from suffering; bear it silently, patiently, resignedly; and be sure that it is God’s way of infusing iron into your spiritual life ………..there is no way of imparting iron to the moral nature but by letting people suffer, He lets them suffer.

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Our unbelief is always wanting some outward sign. The religion of many is largely sensational, and they are not satisfied of its genuineness without manifestations, etc.; but the greatest triumph of faith is to be still and know that He is God.

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Every believer may and must have his time when he is indeed himself alone with God.

Oh, the thought to have God all alone to myself, and to know that God has me all alone to Himself!
--Andrew Murray

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Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, we must get rid of every weight and the sin that clings so closely, and run with endurance the race set out for us, (Heb 12:1)

 

There are weights which are not sins in themselves, but which become distractions and stumbling blocks in our Christian progress. One of the worst of these is despondency. The heavy heart is indeed a weight that will surely drag us down in our holiness and usefulness.

 

The failure of Israel to enter the land of promise began in murmuring, or, as the text in Numbers literally puts it, “as it were murmured.” Just a faint desire to complain and be discontented. This led on until it blossomed and ripened into rebellion and ruin. Let us give ourselves no liberty ever to doubt God or His love and faithfulness to us in everything and forever.

 

We can set our will against doubt just as we do against any other sin; and as we stand firm and refuse to doubt, the Holy Spirit will come to our aid and give us the faith of God and crown us with victory.

 

It is very easy to fall into the habit of doubting, fretting, and wondering if God has forsaken us and if after all our hopes are to end in failure. Let us refuse to be discouraged. Let us refuse to be unhappy. Let us “count it all joy” when we cannot feel one emotion of happiness. Let us rejoice by faith, by resolution, by reckoning, and we shall surely find that God will make the reckoning real.
—Selected

 

The devil has two master tricks. One is to get us discouraged; then for a time at least we can be of no service to others, and so are defeated. The other is to make us doubt, thus breaking the faith link by which we are bound to our Father. Lookout! Do not be tricked either way.
—G.E.M.

 

Gladness! I like to cultivate the spirit of gladness! It puts the soul so in tune again, and keeps it in tune, so that Satan is shy of touching it—the chords of the soul become too warm, or too full of heavenly electricity, for his infernal fingers, and he goes off somewhere else! Satan is always very shy of meddling with me when my heart is full of gladness and joy in the Holy Ghost.

 

My plan is to shun the spirit of sadness as I would Satan; but, alas! I am not always successful. Like the devil himself it meets me on the highway of usefulness, looks me so fully in my face, till my poor soul changes color!

 

Sadness discolors everything; it leaves all objects charmless; it involves future prospects in darkness; it deprives the soul of all its aspirations, enchains all its powers, and produces a mental paralysis!

 

An old believer remarked, that cheerfulness in religion makes all its services come off with delight; and that we are never carried forward so swiftly in the ways of duty as when borne on the wings of delight; adding, that Melancholy clips such wings; or, to alter the figure, takes off our chariot wheels in duty, and makes them, like those of the Egyptians, drag heavily.

 

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It is your misson, tested and tried one, to walk out on the stage of this world and reveal to all earth and Heaven that the music is not in conditions, not in the things, not in externals, but the music of life is in your own soul.

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Paul said, "I have kept the faith," but he lost his head! They cut that off, but it didn't touch his faith. He rejoiced in three things--this great Apostle to the Gentiles; he had "fought a good fight," he had "finished his course," he had "kept the faith." What did all the rest amount to? St. Paul won the race; he gained the prize, and he has not only the admiration of earth today, but the admiration of Heaven. Why do we not act as if it paid to lose all to win Christ? Why are we not loyal to truth as he was? Ah, we haven't his arithmetic. He counted differently from us; we count the things gain that he counted loss. We must have his faith, and keep it if we would wear the same crown.

 

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The Lord will perfect that which concerneth me (Ps. 138:8).

 

There is a Divine mystery in suffering, a strange and supernatural power in it, which has never been fathomed by the human reason. There never has been known great saintliness of soul which did not pass through great suffering. When the suffering soul reaches a calm sweet carelessness, when it can inwardly smile at its own suffering, and does not even ask God to deliver it from suffering, then it has wrought its blessed ministry; then patience has its perfect work; then the crucifixion begins to weave itself into a crown.

 

It is in this state of the perfection of suffering that the Holy Spirit works many marvelous things in our souls. In such a condition, our whole being lies perfectly still under the hand of God; every faculty of the mind and will and heart are at last subdued; a quietness of eternity settles down into the whole being; the tongue grows still, and has but few words to say; it stops asking God questions; it stops crying, "Why hast thou forsaken me ?"

 

The imagination stops building air castles, or running off on foolish lines; the reason is tame and gentle; the choices are annihilated; it has no choice in anything but the purpose of God. The affections are weaned from all creatures and all things; it is so dead that nothing can hurt it, nothing can offend it, nothing can hinder it, nothing can get in its way; for, let the circumstances be what they may, it seeks only for God and His will, and it feels assured that God is making everything in the universe, good or bad, past or present, work together for its good.

 

Oh, the blessedness of being absolutely conquered! of losing our own strength, and wisdom, and plans, and desires, and being where every atom of our nature is like placid Galilee under the omnipotent feet of our Jesus.
                                                                                    Soul Food

 

 

 

I do not ask that He must prove
His Word is true to me,
And that before I can believe
He first must let me see.
It is enough for me to know
'Tis true because He says 'tis so;
On His unchanging Word I'll stand
And trust till I can understand.
--E. M. Winter 

 

 

Oh that the living would lay it to heart. Some

years ago, a celebrated author — Drelincourt, wrote a work on Death, a

valuable work in itself, but it commanded no sale whatever. There were no

men who would trouble themselves with Death’s heads and cross-bones.

And to show how foolish man is, a certain doctor went home and wrote a

silly ghost-story, not one word of which was true, sent it to the bookseller,

he stitched it up with his volume, and the whole edition sold. Any thing

men will think of rather than death — any fiction, any lie. But this stern

reality, this master truth, he puts away, and will not suffer it to enter his

thoughts.    Charles Haddon Spurgeon  - 1860

 

 

"Is it not a glorious thing to know that, no difference how unjust a thing may be, or how absolutely it may seem to be from Satan, by the time it reaches us it is God's will for us, and will work for good to us?

 

 

God’s promises are meant to be tried and proved!

 

There is nothing Christ dislikes more than for His people to make a show-thing of Him, and not to use Him. He loves to be employed by us. Covenant blessings are not meant to be looked at only, but to be appropriated. Even our Lord Jesus is given to us for our present use. Thou dost not make use of Christ as thou oughtest to do.

O man, I beseech you do not treat God's promises as if they were curiosities for a museum; but use them as every day sources of comfort. Trust the Lord whenever your time of need comes on.
--C. H. Spurgeon

 

 

 

Revelation 5

 

In ch. 4, if these represent saints of the church age,16 then we have another piece of evidence in favor of a pretribulational rapture: “Here then is yet another proof that the Church shall not pass through the Tribulation, for we find these singers in Heaven before the beginning of the judgments.”17

As John beholds certain subjects of redemption, robed, and crowned, and enthroned, as priests and kings in heaven, we here have (let it be noted) positive demonstration, that, at the time to which this vision relates, a resurrection and a translation have already taken place . . . .They occupy these thrones, while yet the closed book, which brings forth the seals and trumpets, lies untouched in the hand of Him that sits upon the throne. They see it there, and they vote the Lamb worthy to open it. They behold Him taking it up, and fall down and worship as He holds it. They are in their places when heaven receives the accession of the multitude which come “out of the great tribulation” (Rev. Rev. 7:11-14+). They have their own distinct positions when the still later company of the hundred and forty-four thousand gather round the Lamb on Mount Sion. And they are spectators of the judgment of great Babylon, and sing Alleluia in glory as they see her fall (Rev. Rev. 19:4+).18

 

 

 

 

I have been through the valley of weeping,
The valley of sorrow and pain;
But the 'God of all comfort' was with me,
At hand to uphold and sustain.
As the earth needs the clouds and sunshine,
Our souls need both sorrow and joy;
So He places us oft in the furnace,
The dross from the gold to destroy.
When he leads thro' some valley of trouble
His omnipotent hand we trace;
For the trials and sorrows He sends us,
Are part of His lessons in grace.
Oft we shrink from the purging and pruning,
Forgetting the Husbandman knows
That the deeper the cutting and paring,
The richer the cluster that grows.
Well He knows that affliction is needed;
He has a wise purpose in view,
And in the dark valley He whispers,
"Hereafter Thou'lt know what I do."
As we travel thro' life's shadow'd valley,
Fresh springs of His love ever rise;
And we learn that our sorrows and losses,
Are blessings just sent in disguise.
So we'll follow wherever He leadeth,
Let the path be dreary or bright;
For we've proved that our God can give comfort;
Our God can give songs in the night.

 

 

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O the Spirit filled life; is it thine, is it thine?
Is thy soul wholly filled with the Spirit Divine?
O thou child of the King, has He fallen on thee?
Does He reign in thy soul, so that all men may see
The dear Savior's blest image reflected in thee?
Has He swept through thy soul like the waves of the sea?
Does the Spirit of God daily rest upon thee?
Does He sweeten thy life, does He keep thee from care?
Does He guide thee and bless thee in answer to prayer?
Is it joy to be led of the Lord anywhere?
Is He near thee each hour, does He stand at thy side?
Does He gird thee with strength, has He come to abide?
Does He give thee to know that all things may be done
Through the grace and the power of the Crucified One?
Does He witness to thee of the glorified Son?
Has He purged thee of dross with the fire from above?
Is He first in thy thoughts, has He all of thy love?
Is His service thy choice, and is sacrifice sweet?
Is the doing His will both thy drink and thy meat?
Dost thou run at His bidding with glad eager feet?
Has He freed thee from self and from all of thy greed?
Dost thou hasten to succor thy brother in need?
As a soldier of Christ dost thou hardness endure?
Is thy hope in the Lord everlasting and sure?
Hast thou patience and meekness, art tender and pure?
O the Spirit filled life may be thine, may be thine,
In thy soul evermore the Shekinah may shine;
It is thine to live with the tempests all stilled,
It is thine with the blessed Holy Ghost to be filled;
It is thine, even thine, for thy Lord has so willed.

 

 

When the musician presses the black keys on the great organ, the music is as sweet as when he touches the white ones, but to get the capacity of the instrument he must touch them all.

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We once saw a man draw some black dots. We looked and could make nothing of them but an irregular assemblage of black dots. Then he drew a few lines, put in a few rests, then a clef at the beginning, and we saw these black dots were musical notes. On sounding them we were singing,

"Praise God from whom all blessings flow,
Praise Him all creatures here below."

There are many black dots and black spots in our lives, and we cannot understand why they are there or why God permitted them to come. But if we let God come into our lives, and adjust the dots in the proper way, and draw the lines He wants, and separate this from that, and put in the rests at the proper places; out of the black dots and spots in our lives He will make a glorious harmony.

Let us not hinder Him in this glorious work!

 

SAYING VERSUS DOING,

 

           DELIVERED BY C. H. SPURGEON,

 

   AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON,

ON THURSDAY EVENING, MAY 1ST, 1879.

 

“A certain man had two sons; and he came to the first, and said,

Son, go work to day in my vineyard. He answered and said, I will

not: but afterward he repented, and went. And he came to the

second, and said likewise. And he answered and said, I go, sir: and

went not”—Matthew 21:28-30.

 

THE father had a right to the services of both his sons, for they were,

according to the strict rendering of the word, children, or young men under

age. They depended upon him for everything, so they were bound to obey

his commands. He did not lay upon them any very heavy tax. He simply

asked that they should set to work in his vineyard, and go at once, seeing

that, probably, there was need for the vines there and then to have their

earnest attention. “Son,” said he to the first, “‘go work to-day in my

vineyard,’—do not toil for a stranger, nor for some master at a distance,

but, work in my vineyard. You are my son, you have a share in the fruit of

the vineyard, so go at once, while your services will be the most valuable,

and work in my vineyard.” The son replied, “I won’t;” for that expression,

in its bluntness and brevity, gives more nearly the sense of the Greek than

even our rendering, “I will not.” “I won’t;” that is a straight, positive, plain

refusal. Notice that there is not even the word “sir” to soften the reply. The

second son said, “I go, sir;” but this first one did not say, “I will not, sir;”

But just, “I won’t; and there is an end of it.” “But afterward,” though he

had thus spoken so rudely, unkindly, and wilfully against! his father, “he

repented, and went;” and I daresay, by his zeal and industry, he

accomplished a good day’s work. Though the day began so badly, it ended

all right.

 

Now, I feel persuaded that there are here some persons like this elder son;

here and there is one or another who, has said, “I won’t.” As plainly and as

rudely as they could, from their very childhood, they cast off parental

restraint; and when they became more completely masters of themselves,

and the gospel was preached to them, each of them very distinctly said, “I

won’t.” Some said, “We won’t hear it.” They became Sabbath-breakers.

Others, who heard it, said, “We won’t believe it.” They became hearers

only, rejecters of what they heard. Conscience came, and said to them,

“You are very wrong in acting thus;” but they had, all the while, one short,

straight answer, which they did not stammer in giving; they said distinctly,

“We won’t.” There are some here who used to say this by wilful

transgression. There was scarcely any sin which they did not attempt to

commit if it ministered any pleasure to them. They were greedy after it; and

even when there was no pleasure apart from the sin of it, they found a

pleasure in the very sinfulness of the sin. They said, “We won’t,” most

plainly; there was no hypocrisy about them; there was no mincing the

matter with them; they were as bold as brass against the Most High.

But it has happened to some of us that there has come an “afterward” as it

did in the case of this elder son. Thought followed upon indifference; we

were led to consider our ways, and then we began to say to ourselves,

“Have we treated our God rightly?” Then the Holy Spirit came—that

blessed Spirit, without whom there is no right, consideration,—to teach us

reason, and to make our hearts to be what hearts should be,—not stony

things, but hearts of flesh; and we said to ourselves, “This disobedience

will never do; it is not just or right. Neither does standing idle minister any

comfort to us; and, moreover, Satan has already found some mischief for

our idle hands to do.” We, thought, that we should probably slide from one

sin to another, and grow gradually worse and worse; and we were startled

at such a thought, so we repented. By the gracious working of the Spirit of

God, we were led to cry for mercy upon our obdurate hearts, and to ask

for him to renew us, crying, “Turn us, O God, and we, shall be turned;”

and it came to pass that we “repented and went,” and happy was the day’

when that happened. It is a good many years with some of us since we

“repented and went,” but we have never repented of that repentance, nor

ever wished that we had not entered the vineyard. We have begun to taste

the clusters, and we have been more than repaid for all the service that we

have rendered by the sweetness of the fruit, and our prayer is that we, may

continue laboring in that vineyard till our Heavenly Father shall call us

home. We would like to have a long day of toil if it shall please him; as

long as we have any degree of strength, we wish to labor in his service, for

it has become perfect freedom for us now, and his yoke is easy, and even

his burden is light. We have a sacred pleasure in his service; and you may

guess, therefore, what pleasure we shall have in his rest.

 

“If life be long, I will be glad

That I may long obey:

If short,—yet why should I be sad

To soar to endless day?”

 

Now we are moved to great anxiety concerning some of our fellow-men

who talk as we used to do. I must confess that I do not at all look with

despair upon a man who says,—”I won’t.” I am sorry there he should be

so hard of heart, but I am somewhat glad that he does not try hypocritically

to put on the appearance of sensitiveness and of obedience. I do not quite

agree with the Quaker, who, when he heard a man swearing, said to him,

“Swear away, friend, swear it all out of thee, far thou canst never go to

heaven while there is any of that in thee.” I am afraid that the swearing

process does not get the evil out of a man, but rather increases the quantity

that is in him. That which comes out of a man defiles him, and makes him

even worse than he was before. Such open sin can never be a good thing;

still, I could almost wish that some people, when they do reject the Savior,

Would do it openly. I could almost wish that I could bring them to a point

where they must; avow their decision, so that they would have to say,

either “I won’t,” or “I will;” for, peradventure, the very echo of their

rebellious voice might be blessed by the Spirit of God to their awakening.

It might seem to them, though it really is not, but it might seem to them a

more solemn thing to say,” I won’t,” than it is not to go; for, often, the

actual doing of a wrong thing is easy to a man, but the saying that he

means to do it, or even the confession that he has done it, is not quite so

easy. The ear does not so soon get accustomed to the declaration

concerning sinning as the heart does to the existence of the sin itself.

Now, my brother, you have said, “I won’t.” Let me ask you to stop and

consider a little. Do you not know that many an one, who at first said, “I

won’t,” has afterwards come to Christ? If it were a proper thing to do, I

could point out, with my finger, numbers of persons, who are sitting here,

who often vowed that they would never enter this place; but here they are,

and they often come. There are others, who had a most contemptuous

opinion of the preacher, for whom, at this moment, they have the greatest

affection. They said they would never be found amongst those whom they

called “canting Methodists.” Well, they are exactly where they said they

never would be, though we do not cant, and we are not Methodists; and

others are now describing them by that very name which once they

abhorred. I have heard it said, though I do not think it can be so, that

almost all true love begins with a little aversion; but this I know, that true

love to Christ often springs up in the hearts of men who had a very great

deal of aversion to him.

 

If I can get, a man to think enough about Christ distinctly to avow that he

will not yield to him, I have much more hope of him than of that man who

will not think at all,—I mean the one who passes Christ by with even

greater disdain, and who says there is nothing in him that is worthy of his

consideration. Ah, my dear friend, I should like to hear you when you

stand up to preach the gospel,—you who now deny the cardinal truths of

the gospel. When the Lord brings you out of your present sinful state, oh,

how boldly you will declare his saving grace, and his wondrous power! I

should like also to hear you preach, my friend,—you who now find all your

delight in sensuality and who ridicule the very thought of righteousness.

What a miracle of mercy you will be, and how sweetly you will tell to

others how the Lord passeth by iniquity, transgression, and sin! I know you

think it will never be the case with you; but I trust it will be; and, in order

that it may be, I pray the Ho1y Spirit to lead you to reconsider that

ignorant determination of yours,—for I venture to call it so,—that foolish

resolution, Which sprang from your old corrupt nature; that you may

afterwards repent, and do the Lord’s will.

 

I have not any more to say upon that part of my text, for I am going to

spend the rest of the time; allotted for discourse in dealing with the other

character. The father afterwards went to his second son, and said to him

what he had said to his brother; “and he answered and said, I go, sir: and

went not.”

 

You will notice, in your Bibles, that the word “go” is printed in italics, to

show that it is not in the Greek. It was very properly supplied, by the

translators, to give the sense of the original; but I can give you the meaning

without that word. His father says to him, “Son, go work to-day in my

vineyard;” and his answer is, “I, sir;” as! much as to say, “Even if nobody

else goes, I will; I am your man.” You know how we commonly put it, “I’ll

be there, sir. Oh, yes! you bid me go; just so; I’ll go.” You scarcely need to

say the word “go,” but just, “I, I, sir; I am your man; you may depend

upon me.”

 

And you will also notice that the second son used the word “sir” by way of

respect. There was very little respect in his heart, but there was a good deal

on his lip. He said, “I, sir,” as if he was so prompt that he had not time to

pat all the words together, and so deferential that, even when he was in a

haste to speak, he did not leave out the term denoting respect, but said, “I,

sir.” Now, as soon as you heard him speak so cheerfully, so promptly, so

respectfully, you expected to see him shoulder his tools, and get away

among the vines; you are sorely disappointed to find that, although he said,

“I, sir,” he “went not.”

 

I am going to speak, first, about a nominal consent to the gospel;

secondly, about that actual disobedience which spoils the nominal

consent; and then, thirdly, about the special danger to which people of this

sort are exposed, those who so readily say, “I go, sir,” yet who go not. I

feel sure that there are some here who belong to that class of persons, and

therefore I would like to speak very plainly and very personally, because I

want you to be converted by God’s eternal Spirit. I pray that he may, this

very hour, turn you from merely swing “I go,” and make you to become

one of those who really do go to work heartily in the vineyard of the Lord.

(The above is the introduction)

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I will be still, and I will behold in my dwelling place (Isaiah 18:4, RV).

Assyria was marching against Ethiopia, the people of which are described as tall and smooth. And as the armies advance, God makes no effort to arrest them; it seems as though they will be allowed to work their will. He is still watching them from His dwelling place, the sun still shines on them; but before the harvest, the whole of the proud army of Assyria is smitten as easily as when sprigs are cut off by the pruning hook of the husbandman.

Is not this a marvelous conception of God--being still and watching? His stillness is not acquiescence. His silence is not consent. He is only biding His time, and will arise, in the most opportune moment, and when the designs of the wicked seem on the point of success, to overwhelm them with disaster. As we look out on the evil of the world; as we think of the apparent success of wrong-doing; as we wince beneath the oppression of those that hate us, let us remember these marvelous words about God being still and beholding.

Use in reference to the undermining of society by gay marriage – CY - 2015

 

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The situation the Israelites were in at the Red Sea, the very forces which barred their progress and threatened their life, at God’s bidding become the materials of which an avenue was made to liberty. 

Have you come to the Red Sea place in your life,

Where, in spite of all you can do,

There is no way out, there is no way back,

There is no other way but through?

Then wait on the Lord with a trust serene

Till the night of your fear is gone;

He will send the wind,

He will heap the floods,

When He says to your soul, "Go on."

And His hand will lead you through—clear through--

Ere the watery walls roll down,

No foe can reach you, no wave can touch,

No mightiest sea can drown;

The tossing billows may rear their crests,

Their foam at your feet may break,

But over their bed you shall walk dry shod

In the path that your Lord will make.

In the morning watch, 'beneath the lifted cloud,

You shall see but the Lord alone,

When He leads you on from the place of the sea

To a land that you have not known;

And your fears shall pass as your foes have passed,

You shall be no more afraid;

You shall sing His praise in a better place,

A place that His hand has made.

--Annie Johnson Flint

 

 

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As we never find that Jesus Christ rejected a single supplicant who came to Him for mercy, so we believe that no prayer made in His name will be in vain.

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Delayed answers to prayer are not only trials of faith, but they give us opportunities of honoring God by our steadfast confidence in Him under apparent repulses.
—C. H. Spurgeon

 

 

 

 

At every turn in the road one can find something that will rob him of his victory and peace of mind, if he permits it. Satan is a long way from having retired from the business of deluding and ruining God’s children if he can. At every milestone it is well to look carefully to the thermometer of one’s experience, to see whether the temperature is well up.

 

Sometimes a person can, if he will, actually snatch victory from the very jaws of defeat, if he will resolutely put his faith up at just the right moment.

 

Faith can change any situation. No matter how dark it is, no matter what the trouble may be, a quick lifting of the heart to God in a moment of real, actual faith in Him, will alter the situation in a moment.

 

God is still on His throne, and He can turn defeat into victory in a second of time, if we really trust Him.

 

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To know Jesus Christ is life’s greatest attainment.

 

The reality of Jesus comes as a result of secret prayer, and a personal study of the Bible that is devotional and sympathetic. Christ becomes more real to the one who persists in the cultivation of His presence.

 

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But when the cup is put away, and these feelings are stifled or unheeded, a greater injury is done to the soul that can ever be amended. For no heart can conceive in what surpassing love God giveth us this myrrh; yet this which we ought to receive to our souls' good we suffer to pass by us in our sleepy indifference, and nothing comes of it.

 

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The pressure of hard places makes us value life. Every time our life is given back to us from such a trial, it is like a new beginning, and we learn better how much it is worth, and make more of it for God and man. The pressure helps us to understand the trials of others, and fits us to help and sympathize with them.

 

 

God may send you, dear friends, some costly packages. Do not worry if they are done up in rough wrappings. You may be sure there are treasures of love, and kindness, and wisdom hidden within. If we take what He sends, and trust Him for the goodness in it, even in the dark, we shall learn the meaning of the secrets of Providence.   --A. B. Simpson

  (Psalm 25:14)

 

 

Not until each loom is silent,

And the shuttles cease to fly,

Will God unroll the pattern

And explain the reason why

The dark threads are as needful

In the Weaver's skillful hand,

As the threads of gold and silver

For the pattern which He planned.

 

He that is mastered by Christ is the master of every circumstance. Does the circumstance press hard against you? Do not push it away. It is the Potter's hand. Your mastery will come, not by arresting its progress, but by enduring its discipline, for it is not only shaping you into a vessel of beauty and honor, but it is making your resources available

 

 

 

We can sing our cares away easier than we can reason them away.

 

And it shall come to pass that whosoever shall call on the name of the Lord shall be delivered (Joel 2:32).

Why do not I call on His name? Why do I run to this neighbor and that when God is so near and will hear my faintest call? Why do I sit down and devise schemes and invent plans? Why not at once roll myself and my burden upon the Lord?

 

Straightforward is the best runner--why do not I run at once to the living God? In vain shall I look for "deliverance anywhere else; but with God I shall find it; for here I have His royal shall to make it sure. I need not ask whether I may call on Him or not, for that word "Whosoever" is a very wide and comprehensive one. Whosoever means me, for it means anybody and everybody who calls upon God. I will therefore follow the leading of the text, and at once call upon the glorious Lord who has made so large a promise.

 

My case is urgent, and I do not see how I am to be delivered; but this is no business of mine. He who makes the promise will find ways and means of keeping it. It is mine to obey His commands; it is not mine to direct His counsels. I am His servant, not His solicitor. I call upon Him, and He will deliver.
--C. H. Spurgeon

 

 

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There is no short cut to the life of faith, which is the all-vital condition of a holy and victorious life. We must have periods of lonely meditation and fellowship with God. That our souls should have their mountains of fellowship, their valley of quiet rest beneath the shadow of a great rock, their nights beneath the stars, when darkness has veiled the material and silenced the stir of human life, and has opened the view of the infinite and eternal, is as indispensable as that our bodies should have food.

 

 

In a factory building there are wheels and gearings,
There are cranks and pulleys, beltings tight or slack--
Some are whirling swiftly, some are turning slowly,
Some are thrusting forward, some are pulling back;
Some are smooth and silent, some are rough and noisy,
Pounding, rattling, clanking, moving with a jerk;
In a wild confusion in a seeming chaos,
Lifting, pushing, driving--but they do their work.
From the mightiest lever to the tiniest pinion,
All things move together for the purpose planned;
And behind the working is a mind controlling,
And a force directing, and a guiding hand.
So all things are working for the Lord's beloved;
Some things might be hurtful if alone they stood;
Some might seem to hinder; some might draw us backward;
But they work together, and they work for good,
All the thwarted longings, all the stern denials,
All the contradictions, hard to understand.
And the force that holds them, speeds them and retards them,
Stops and starts and guides them--is our Father's hand.
                                    Annie Johnson Flint 

 

 

"Jesus Christ is no security against storms, but He is perfect security in storms. He has never promised you an easy passage, only a safe landing."

 

 

God puts Himself within our reach in His promises; and when we can say to Him, "Thou saidst," He cannot say nay. He must do as He has said.

 

 

Christ is building His kingdom with earth’s broken things. Men want only the strong, the successful, the victorious, the unbroken, in building their kingdoms; but God is the God of the unsuccessful, of those who have failed. Heaven is filling with earth’s broken lives, and there is no bruised reed that Christ cannot take and restore to glorious blessedness and beauty. He can take the life crushed by pain or sorrow and make it into a harp whose music shall be all praise. He can lift earth’s saddest failure up to heaven’s glory.
—J. R. Miller

 

 

Behold, all ye that kindle a fire, that compass yourselves about with sparks: walk in the light of your fire, and in the sparks that ye have kindled. This shall ye have of mine hand; ye shall lie down in sorrow" (Isa. 50:11).

What a solemn warning to those who walk in darkness and yet who try to help themselves out into the light. They are represented as kindling a fire, and compassing themselves with sparks. What does this mean?

Why, it means that when we are in darkness the temptation is to find a way without trusting in the Lord and relying upon Him. Instead of letting Him help us out, we try to help ourselves out. We seek the light of nature, and get the advice of our friends. We try the conclusions of our reason, and might almost be tempted to accept a way of deliverance which would not be of God at all.

All these are fires of our own kindling; rushlights that will surely lead us onto the shoals. And God will let us walk in the light of those sparks, but the end will be sorrow.

Beloved, do not try to get out of a dark place, except, in God's time and in God's way. The time of trouble is meant to teach you lessons that you sorely need. Premature deliverance may frustrate God's work of grace in your life. Just commit the whole situation to Him. Be willing to abide in darkness so long as you have His presence.

Remember that it is better to walk in the dark with God than to walk alone in the light.
--The Still Small Voice

Cease meddling with God's plans and will. You touch anything of His, and you mar the work. You may move the hands of a clock to suit you, but you do not change the time; so you may hurry the unfolding of God's will, but you harm and do not help the work. You can open a rosebud but you spoil the flower. Leave all to Him. Hands down. Thy will, not mine.
--Stephen Merritt

HIS WAY

God bade me go when I would stay
('Twas cool within the wood);
I did not know the reason why.
I heard a boulder crashing by
Across the path where I stood.
He bade me stay when I would go;
"Thy will be done," I said.
They found one day at early dawn,
Across the way I would have gone,
A serpent with a mangled head.
No more I ask the reason why,
Although I may not see
The path ahead, His way I go;
For though I know not, He doth know,
And He will choose safe paths for me.
--The Sunday School Times

 

 

 

Don’t be afraid, despised insignificant Jacob, men of Israel. I am helping you,” says the Lord, your protector, the Holy One of Israel. “Look, I am making you like a sharp threshing sledge, new and double-edged. You will thresh the mountains and crush them; you will make the hills like straw. (Isa 41:14-15)

 

Could any two things be in greater contrast than a worm and an instrument with teeth? The worm is delicate, bruised by a stone, crushed beneath the passing wheel; an instrument with teeth can break and not be broken; it can grave its mark upon the rock. And the mighty God can convert the one into the other. He can take a man or a nation, who has all the impotence of the worm, and by the invigoration of His own Spirit, He can endow with strength by which a noble mark is left upon the history of the time.

 

And so the “worm” may take heart. The mighty God can make us stronger than our circumstances. He can bend them all to our good. In God’s strength we can make them all pay tribute to our souls. We can even take hold of a black disappointment, break it open, and extract some jewel of grace. When God gives us wills like iron, we can drive through difficulties as the iron share cuts through the toughest soil. “I will make thee,” and shall He not do it?
—Dr. Jowett

 

 

 

Sitting down to brood over our sorrows, the darkness deepens about us and creeps into our heart, and our strength changes to weakness. But, if we turn away from the gloom, and take up the tasks and duties to which God calls us, the light will come again, and we shall grow stronger.
—J. R. Miller

 

 

Believe God’s word and power more than you believe your own feelings and experiences. Your Rock is Christ, and it is not the Rock which ebbs and flows, but your sea.
—Samuel Rutherford

 

 

Consider the work of God: for who can make that straight, which he hath made crooked (Eccles. 7:13).

Often God seems to place His children in positions of profound difficulty, leading them into a wedge from which there is no escape; contriving a situation which no human judgment would have permitted, had it been previously consulted. The very cloud conducts them thither. You may be thus involved at this very hour.

It does seem perplexing and very serious to the last degree, but it is perfectly right. The issue will more than justify Him who has brought you hither. It is a platform for the display of His almighty grace and power.

He will not only deliver you; but in doing so, He will give you a lesson that you will never forget, and to which, in many a psalm and song, in after days, you will revert. You will never be able to thank God enough for having done just as He has.
--Selected

We may wait till He explains,
Because we know that Jesus reigns.
It puzzles me; but, Lord, Thou understandest,
And wilt one day explain this crooked thing.
Meanwhile, I know that it has worked out Thy best--
Its very crookedness taught me to cling.
Thou hast fenced up my ways, made my paths crooked,
To keep my wand'ring eyes fixed on Thee;
To make me what I was not, humble, patient;
To draw my heart from earthly love to Thee.
So I will thank and praise Thee for this puzzle,
And trust where I cannot understand.
Rejoicing Thou dost hold me worth such testing,
I cling the closer to Thy guiding hand.
--F.E.M.I.

 

 

 

We may have as much of God as we will. Christ puts the key of the treasure-chamber into our hand, and bids us take all that we want. If a man is admitted into the bullion vault of a bank, and told to help himself, and comes out with one cent, whose fault is it that he is poor? Whose fault is it that Christianpeople generally have such scanty portions of the free riches of God?

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Fret not thyself (Psalms 37:1).

Do not get into a perilous heat about things. If ever heat were justified, it was surely justified in the circumstances outlined in the Psalm. Evil-doers were moving about clothed in purple and fine linen, and faring sumptuously every day. "Workers of iniquity" were climbing into the supreme places of power, and were tyrannizing their less fortunate brethren. Sinful men and women were stalking through the land in the pride of life and basking in the light and comfort of great prosperity, and good men were becoming heated and fretful.

"Fret not thyself." Do not get unduly heated! Keep cool! Even in a good cause, fretfulness is not a wise help-meet. Fretting only heats the bearings; it does not generate the steam. It is no help to a train for the axles to get hot; their heat is only a hindrance. When the axles get heated, it is because of unnecessary friction; dry surfaces are grinding together, which ought to be kept in smooth co-operation by a delicate cushion of oil.

And is it not a suggestive fact that this word "fret" is closely akin to the word "friction," and is an indication of absence of the anointing oil of the grace of God? In fretfulness, a little bit of grit gets into the bearings--some slight disappointment, some ingratitude, some discourtesy--and the smooth working of the life is checked. Friction begets heat; and with the heat, most dangerous conditions are created.

Do not let thy bearings get hot. Let the oil of the Lord keep thee cool, lest by reason of an unholy heat thou be reckoned among the evil-doers.
--The Silver Lining

 

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Nothing happens that has not been appointed with consummate care and foresight.

 

 

God has stored within us the great strength of His own indwelling!

 

Got any rivers they say are uncrossable,
Got any mountains they say "can't tunnel through"?
We specialize in the wholly impossible,
Doing the things they say you can't do.

--Song of the Panama builders

 

 

The worth of the “non-productive classes” of the community, however high their

social position, has been said to be less than that of the man who “makes

two blades of grass to grow where only one grew before.”  (Pulpit Commentary)

 

 

I can still believe that a day comes for all of us, however far off it may be, when we shall understand; when these tragedies, that now blacken and darken the very air of heaven for us, will sink into their places in a scheme so august, so magnificent, so joyful, that we shall laugh for wonder and delight.
--Arthur Christopher Bacon

 

 

Thou art the Workman, I the frame.
Lord, for the glory of Thy Name,
Perfect Thine image on the same.

 

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I entitle this:

 

                        “Ode to Mamer

            (thinking of my grandmother – Clara Moreland Simpson Yahnig)

Sit still, my daughter! Just sit calmly still!
Nor deem these days--these waiting days--as ill!
The One who loves thee best, who plans thy way,
Hath not forgotten thy great need today!
And, if He waits, 'tis sure He waits to prove
To thee, His tender child, His heart's deep love.
Sit still, my daughter! Just sit calmly still!
Thou longest much to know thy dear Lord's will!
While anxious thoughts would almost steal their way
Corrodingly within, because of His delay
Persuade thyself in simple faith to rest
That He, who knows and loves, will do the best.
Sit still, my daughter! Just sit calmly still!
Nor move one step, not even one, until
His way hath opened. Then, ah then, how sweet!
How glad thy heart, and then how swift thy feet
Thy inner being then, ah then, how strong!
And waiting days not counted then too long.
Sit still, my daughter! Just sit calmly still!
What higher service could'st thou for Him fill?
'Tis hard! ah yes! But choicest things must cost!
For lack of losing all how much is lost!
'Tis hard, 'tis true! But then--He giveth grace
To count the hardest spot the sweetest place.
--J. D. Smith

 

 

 

Everything in Paul's life and experience that could be shaken had been shaken, and he no longer counted his life, or any of life's possessions, dear to him. And we, if we will but let God have His way with us, may come to the same place, so that neither the fret and tear of little things of life, nor the great and heavy trials, can have power to move us from the peace that passeth understanding, which is declared to be the portion of those who have learned to rest only on God.
--Hannah Whitall Smith

When God is in the midst of a kingdom or city He makes it as firm as Mount Zion, that cannot be removed. When He is in the midst of a soul, though calamities throng about it on all hands, and roar like the billows of the sea, yet there is a constant calm within, such a peace as the world can neither give nor take away. What is it but want of lodging God in the soul, and that in His stead the world is in men's hearts, that makes them shake like leaves at every blast of danger?
--Archbishop Leighton

 

 

 

 

I am jealous over you with God's own jealousy  (2 Corinthians 11:2) Weymouth

How an old harper dotes on his harp! How he fondles and caresses it, as a child resting on his bosom! His life is bound up in it. But, see him tuning it. He grasps it firmly, strikes a chord with a sharp, quick      blow; and while it quivers as if in pain, he leans over intently to catch the first note that rises. The note, as he feared, is false and harsh. He strains the chord with the torturing thumb-screw; and though it seems ready to snap with the tension, he strikes it again, bending down to listen softly as before, till at length you see a smile on his face as the first true tone trembles upward.

So it may be that God is dealing with you. Loving you better than any harper loves his harp, He finds you a mass of jarring discords. He wrings your heartstrings with some torturing anguish; He bends over you tenderly, striking and listening; and, hearing only a harsh murmur, strikes you again, while His heart bleeds for you, anxiously waiting for that strain--"Not my will, but thine be done" -- which is melody sweet to His ear as angels' songs. Nor will He cease to strike until your chastened soul shall blend with all the pure and infinite harmonies of His own being.
--Selected

Oh, the sweetness that dwells in a harp of many strings,
While each, all vocal with love in a tuneful harmony rings!
But, oh, the wail and the discord, when one and another is rent,
Tensionless, broken and lost, from the cherished instrument.
For rapture of love is linked with the pain or fear of loss,
And the hand that takes the crown, must ache with many a cross;
Yet he who hath never a conflict, hath never a victor's palm,
And only the toilers know the sweetness of rest and calm.
Only between the storms can the Alpine traveller know
Transcendent glory of clearness, marvels of gleam and glow;
Had he the brightness unbroken of cloudless summer days,
This had been dimmed by the dust and the veil of a brooding haze.
Who would dare the choice, neither or both to know,
The finest quiver of joy or the agony thrill of woe!
Never the exquisite pain, then never the exquisite bliss,
For the heart that is dull to that can never be strung to this.

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Stablish, strengthen, settle you (1 Peter 5:10).

 

In taking Christ in any new relationship, we must first have sufficient intellectual light to satisfy our mind that we are entitled to stand in this relationship. The shadow of a question here will wreck our confidence. Then, having seen this, we must make the venture, the committal, the choice, and take the place just as definitely as the tree is planted in the soil, or the bride gives herself away at the marriage altar. It must be once for all, without reserve, without recall.

Then there is a season of establishing, settling and testing, during which we must "stay put" until the new relationship gets so fixed as to become a permanent habit. It is just the same as when the surgeon sets the broken arm. He puts it in splints to keep it from vibration. So God has His spiritual splints that He wants to put upon His children and keep them quiet and unmoved until they pass the first stage of faith. It is not always easy work for us, "but the God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by Jesus Christ, after that ye have suffered awhile, stablish, strengthen, settle you."
--A. B. Simpson

 

There is a natural law in sin and sickness; and if we just let ourselves go and sink into the trend of circumstances, we shall go down and sink under the power of the tempter. But there is another law of spiritual life and of physical life in Christ Jesus to which we can rise, and through which we can counterpoise and overcome the other law that bears us down.

 

But to do this requires real spiritual energy and fixed purpose and a settled posture and habit of faith. It is just the same as when we use the power in our factory. We must turn on the belt and keep it on. The power is there, but we must keep the connection; and while we do so, the higher power will work and all the machinery will be in operation.

 

There is a spiritual law of choosing, believing, abiding, and holding steady in our walk with God, which is essential to the working of the Holy Ghost either in our sanctification or healing.

 

 

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But the dove found no rest for or the sole of her foot, and she returned unto him... And the dove came in to him in the evening; and, lo, in her mouth was an olive leaf (Genesis 8:9-11).

God knows just when to withhold from us any visible sign of encouragement, and when to grant us such a sign. How good it is that we may trust Him anyway! When all visible evidences that He is remembering us are withheld, that is best; He wants us to realize that His Word, His promise of remembrance, is more substantial and dependable than any evidence of our senses.

 

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The word trust is the heart word of faith. It is the Old Testament word, the word given to the early and infant stage of faith. The word faith expresses more the act of the will, the word belief the act of the mind or intellect, but trust is the language of the heart. The other has reference more to a truth believed or a thing expected.

 

 

Do not fret, or set your teeth, or wait doggedly for the suffering to pass; but get out of it all you can, both for yourself and for your service to your generation, according to the will of God.

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The conviction of Gods jurisdiction often comes too late. Men ignore

God’s presence and God’s interference in human affairs, until events force

upon them the fact that they are fighting, not simply against their fellows,

nor contending against adverse circumstance, but are verily fighting against

God.  IN TIME,  out of THE CHAOS OF ATHEISTIC THOUGHTS,

 there looms the form and features of THE LIVING GOD! But the knowledge

COMES TOO LATE!   They only know GOD AS THEIR OVERPOWERING

FOE,  whereas  they might have known HIM AS A GRACIOUS FRIEND!

 

Pulpit Commentary on Ezekiel 35:15

 

 

It is the very time for faith to work when sight ceases. The greater the difficulties, the easier for faith!

(George Mueller)

 



I give Thee back the life I owe,

I yield my flickering torch to Thee,

I lay in dust life's glory dead,  (George Matheson)

 

 

“God has but to withdraw His hand which bears us, to plunge us

back into THE ABYSS OF NOTHINGNESS,  as a stone

suspended in the air fails by its own weight the moment it

ceases to be held.”  (Fenelon)

 

 

No calamity can be to us an unmixed evil if we carry it in direct and fervent prayer to God, for even as one in taking shelter from the rain beneath a tree may find on its branches fruit which he looked not for, so we in fleeing for refuge beneath the shadow of God's wing, will always find more in God than we had seen or known before.

 

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The capacity for knowing God enlarges as we are brought by Him into circumstances which oblige us to exercise faith; so, when difficulties beset our path let us thank God that He is taking trouble with us, and lean hard upon Him.

 

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Do not say in thine heart what thou wilt or wilt not do, but wait upon God until He makes known His way. So long as that way is hidden it is clear that there is no need of action, and that He accounts Himself responsible for all the results of keeping thee where thou art.

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Sadness discolors everything; it leaves all objects charmless; it involves future prospects in darkness; it deprives the soul of all its aspirations, enchains all its powers, and produces a mental paralysis!

 

The devil has two master tricks. One is to get us discouraged; then for a time at least we can be of no service to others, and so are defeated. The other is to make us doubt, thus breaking the faith link by which we are bound to our Father. Lookout! Do not be tricked either way.

Complaint and discontent often blossom and ripen into rebellion and ruin.

 

There are blessings which we cannot obtain if we cannot accept and endure suffering. There are joys that can come to us only through sorrow. There are revealings of Divine truth which we can get only when earth's lights have gone out. There are harvests which can grow only after the plowshare has done its work.

 

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Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved?" (S. of Sol. 8:5).

Some one gained a good lesson from a Southern prayer meeting. A brother asked the Lord for various blessings--as you and I do, and thanked the Lord for many already received--as you and I do; but he closed with this unusual petition: "And, O Lord, support us! Yes support us Lord on every leanin' side!"

Have you any leaning sides? This humble man's prayer pictures them in a new way and shows the Great Supporter in a new light also. He is always walking by the Christian, ready to extend His mighty arm and steady the weak one on "every leanin' side."

"Child of My love, lean hard,
And let Me feel the pressure of thy care;
I know thy burden, child. I shaped it;
Poised it in Mine Own hand; made no proportion
In its weight to thine unaided strength,
For even as I laid it on, I said,
'I shall be near, and while she leans on Me,
This burden shall be Mine, not hers;
So shall I keep My child within the circling arms
Of My Own love.'
Here lay it down, nor fear
To impose it on a shoulder which upholds the government of worlds.
Yet closer come: Thou art not near enough.
I would embrace thy care;
So I might feel My child reposing on My breast.
Thou lovest Me? I knew it.
Doubt not then;
But Loving Me, lean hard."

 

 

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"And so, after he had patiently endured, he obtained the promise" (Heb. 6:15).

Abraham was long tried, but he was richly rewarded. The Lord tried him by delaying to fulfill His promise. Satan tried him by temptation; men tried him by jealousy, distrust, and opposition; Sarah tried him by her peevishness. But he patiently endured. He did not question God's veracity, nor limit His power, nor doubt His faithfulness, nor grieve His love; but he bowed to Divine Sovereignty, submitted to Infinite Wisdom, and was silent under delays, waiting the Lord's time. And so, having patiently endured, he obtained the promise.

God's promises cannot fail of their accomplishment. Patient waiters cannot be disappointed. Believing expectation shall be realized. Beloved, Abraham's conduct condemns a hasty spirit, reproves a murmuring one, commends a patient one, and encourages quiet submission to God's will and way.

Remember, Abraham was tried; he patiently waited; he received the promise, and was satisfied. Imitate his example, and you will share the same blessing.
--Selected

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Stay alert, stand firm in the faith, show courage, be strong. (1 Cor 16:13)

Do not pray for easy lives! Pray to be stronger men. Do not pray for tasks equal to your powers. Pray for powers equal to your tasks. Then the doing of your work shall be no miracle, but you shall be a miracle.
—Phillips Brooks

We must remember that it is not in any easy or self-indulgent life that Christ will lead us to greatness. The easy life leads not upward, but downward. Heaven always is above us, and we must ever be looking up toward it. These are some people who always avoid things that are costly, that require self-denial, or self-restraint and sacrifice, but toil and hardship show us the only way to nobleness. Greatness comes not by having a mossy path made for you through the meadow, but by being sent to hew out a roadway by your own hands. Are you going to reach the mountain splendors?
—Selected

Be strong!
We are not here to play, to dream, to drift;
We have hard work to do, and loads to lift.
Shun not the struggle; face it. ’Tis God’s gift.

Be strong!
Say not the days are evil—Who’s to blame?
And fold the hands and acquiesece—O shame!
Stand up, speak out, and bravely, In God’s name.

Be strong!
It matters not how deep entrenched the wrong,
How hard the battle goes, the day how long,
Faint not, fight on! Tomorrow comes the song.

Maltbie D. Babcock

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And therefore will the Lord wait, that he may be gracious unto you... blessed are all they that wait for him (Isaiah 30:18).

We must not only think of our waiting upon God, but also of what is more wonderful still, of God's waiting upon us. The vision of Him waiting on us, will give new impulse and inspiration to our waiting upon Him. It will give us unspeakable confidence that our waiting cannot be in vain. Let us seek even now, at this moment, in the spirit of waiting on God, to find out something of what it means.

He has inconceivably glorious purposes concerning every one of His children. And you ask, "How is it, if He waits to be gracious, that even after I come and wait upon Him, He does not give the. help I seek, but waits on longer and longer?" God is a wise husbandman, "who waiteth for the precious fruit of the earth, and hath long patience for it." He cannot gather the fruit till it is ripe. He knows when we are spiritually ready to receive the blessing to our profit and His glory. Waiting in the sunshine of His love is what will ripen the soul for His blessing. Waiting under the cloud of trial, that breaks in showers of blessings, is as needful.

Be assured that if God waits longer than you could wish, it is only to make the blessing doubly precious. God waited four thousand years, till the fullness of time, ere He sent His Son. Our times are in His hands; He will avenge His elect speedily; He will make haste for our help, and not delay one hour too long.
--Andrew Murray


 

 

 

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“And therefore will the Lord wait, that He may be gracious unto you…..blessed are all they that wait for Him.”  (Isaiah 30:18

We must not only think of our waiting upon God, but also of what is more wonderful still, of God's waiting upon us. The vision of Him waiting on us, will give new impulse and inspiration to our waiting upon Him. It will give us unspeakable confidence that our waiting cannot be in vain. Let us seek even now, at this moment, in the spirit of waiting on God, to find out something of what it means.

He has inconceivably glorious purposes concerning every one of His children. And you ask, "How is it, if He waits to be gracious, that even after I come and wait upon Him, He does not give the. help I seek, but waits on longer and longer?" God is a wise husbandman, "who waiteth for the precious fruit of the earth, and hath long patience for it." He cannot gather the fruit till it is ripe. He knows when we are spiritually ready to receive the blessing to our profit and His glory. Waiting in the sunshine of His love is what will ripen the soul for His blessing. Waiting under the cloud of trial, that breaks in showers of blessings, is as needful.

Be assured that if God waits longer than you could wish, it is only to make the blessing doubly precious. God waited four thousand years, till the fullness of time, ere He sent His Son. Our times are in His hands; He will avenge His elect speedily; He will make haste for our help, and not delay one hour too long.
--Andrew Murray

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No praying man or woman accomplishes so much with so little expenditure of time as when he or she is praying

 

 

“GOD MEANT IT UNTO GOOD” (Gen. 50:20).

“God meant it unto good”—O blest assurance,
Falling like sunshine all across life’s way,
Touching with Heaven’s gold earth’s darkest storm clouds,
Bringing fresh peace and comfort day by day.

Twas not by chance the hands of faithless brethren
Sold Joseph captive to a foreign land;
Nor was it chance which, after years of suffering,
Brought him before the monarch’s throne to stand.

One Eye all-seeing saw the need of thousands,
And planned to meet it through that one lone soul;
And through the weary days of prison bondage
Was working towards the great and glorious goal.

As yet the end was hidden from the captive,
The iron entered even to his soul;
His eye could scan the present path of sorrow,
Not yet his gaze might rest upon the whole.

Faith failed not through those long, dark days of waiting,
His trust in God was recompensed at last,
The moment came when God led forth his servant
To succour many, all his sufferings past.

“It was not you but God, that sent me hither,”
Witnessed triumphant faith in after days;
“God meant it unto good,” no “second causes”
Mingled their discord with his song of praise.

“God means it unto good” for thee, beloved,
The God of Joseph is the same today;
His love permits afflictions strange and bitter,
His hand is guiding through the unknown way.

Thy Lord, who sees the end from the beginning,
Hath purposes for thee of love untold.
Then place thy hand in His and follow fearless,
Till thou the riches of His grace behold.

There, when thou standest in the Home of Glory,
And all life’s path ties open to thy gaze,
Thine eyes shall see the hand which now thou trustest,
And magnify His love through endless days.

—Freda Hanbury Allen



 

 

 

I entreat you, give no place to despondency. This is a dangerous temptation—a refined, not a gross temptation of the adversary. Melancholy contracts and withers the heart, and renders it unfit to receive the impressions of grace. It magnifies and gives a false coloring to objects, and thus renders your burdens too heavy to bear. God’s designs regarding you, and His methods of bringing about these designs, are infinitely wise.
--Madame Guyon

 

 

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And they were singing a new song before the throne and before the four living creatures and the elders. No one was able to learn the song except the one hundred and forty-four thousand who had been redeemed from the earth. (Rev 14:3)

 

There are songs which can only be learned in the valley. No art can teach them; no rules of voice can make them perfectly sung. Their music is in the heart. They are songs of memory, of personal experience. They bring out their burden from the shadow of the past; they mount on the wings of yesterday.

 

St. John says that even in Heaven there will be a song that can only be fully sung by the sons of earth—the strain of redemption. Doubtless it is a song of triumph, a hymn of victory to the Christ who made us free. But the sense of triumph must come from the memory of the chain.

 

No angel, no archangel can sing it so sweetly as I can. To sing it as I sing it, they must pass through my exile, and this they cannot do. None can learn it but the children of the Cross.

 

And so, my soul, thou art receiving a music lesson from thy Father. Thou art being educated for the choir invisible. There are parts of the symphony that none can take but thee.

 

There are chords too minor for the angels. There may be heights in the symphony which are beyond the scale—heights which angels alone can reach; but there are depths which belong to thee, and can only be touched by thee.

 

Thy Father is training thee for the part the angels cannot sing; and the school is sorrow. I have heard many say that He sends sorrow to prove thee; nay, He sends sorrow to educate thee, to train thee for the choir invisible.

 

In the night He is preparing thy song. In the valley He is tuning thy voice. In the cloud He is deepening thy chords. In the rain He is sweetening thy melody. In the cold He is moulding thy expression. In the transition from hope to fear He is perfecting thy lights.

 

Despise not thy school of sorrow, O my soul; it will give thee a unique part in the universal song.
—George Matheson

 

“Is the midnight closing round you?

Are the shadows dark and long?

Ask Him to come close beside you,

And He’ll give you a new, sweet song.

He’ll give it and sing it with you;

And when weakness lets it down,

He’ll take up the broken cadence,

And blend it with His own.

 

“And many a rapturous minstrel

Among those sons of light,

Will say of His sweetest music

’I learned it in the night.’

And many a rolling anthem,

That fills the Father’s home,

Sobbed out its first rehearsal,

In the shade of a darkened room.”

 

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Not by wrestling, but by clinging to God can we get the blessing.

 

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The pressure of hard places makes us value life. Every time our life is given back to us from such a trial, it is like a new beginning, and we learn better how much it is worth, and make more of it for God and man. The pressure helps us to understand the trials of others, and fits us to help and sympathize with them.    A. B. Simpson

 

 

 

 

The adverse winds blew against my life;

My little ship with grief was tossed;

My plans were gone--heart full of strife,

And all my hope seemed to be lost--

"Then He arose"--one word of peace.

"There was a calm"--a sweet release.

 

A tempest great of doubt and fear

Possessed my mind; no light was there

To guide, or make my vision clear.

Dark night! 'twas more than I could bear--

"Then He arose," I saw His face--

"There was a calm" filled with His grace.

 

My heart was sinking 'neath the wave

Of deepening test and raging grief;

All seemed as lost, and none could save,

And nothing could bring me relief--

"Then He arose"--and spoke one word,

"There was a calm!" IT IS THE LORD.

--L. S. P.

 

 

Unfaltering faith will always prove the faithfulness of God?  It is always so, and always will be. "They that are of faith are blessed with faithful Abraham."

 

 

 

We can sing our cares away easier than we can reason them away. Sing in the morning. The birds are the earliest to sing, and birds are more without care than anything else that I know of. Sing at evening. Singing is the last thing that robins do. When they have done their daily work; when they have flown their last flight, and picked up their last morsel of food, then on a topmost twig, they sing one song of praise.

 

Oh, that we might sing morning and evening, and let song touch song all the way through.

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Be filled with the Spirit... Sing and make music in your heart to the Lord.
--Ephesians 5:18-19

In these verses, the apostle Paul urges us to use singing as inspiration in our spiritual life. He warns his readers to seek motivation not through the body but through the spirit, not by stimulating the flesh but by exalting the soul.

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But my righteous one will live by faith, and if he shrinks back, I take no pleasure in him. (Heb 10:38)

Seemings and feelings are often substituted for faith. Pleasurable emotions and deep satisfying experiences are part of the Christian life, but they are not all of it. Trials, conflicts, battles and testings lie along the way, and are not to be counted as misfortunes, but rather as part of our necessary discipline.

In all these varying experiences we are to reckon on Christ as dwelling in the heart, regardless of our feelings if we are walking obediently before Him. Here is where many get into trouble; they try to walk by feeling rather than faith.

One of the saints tells us that it seemed as though God had withdrawn Himself from her. His mercy seemed clean gone. For six weeks her desolation lasted, and then the Heavenly Lover seemed to say:

“Catherine, thou hast looked for Me without in the world of sense, but all the while I have been within waiting for thee; meet Me in the inner chamber of thy spirit, for I am there.”

Distinguish between the fact of God’s presence, and the emotion of the fact. It is a happy thing when the soul seems desolate and deserted, if our faith can say, “I see Thee not. I feel Thee not, but Thou art certainly and graciously here, where I am as I am.”

Keep your eye steadily fixed on the infinite grandeur of Christ’s finished work and righteousness. Look to Jesus and believe, look to Jesus and live! Nay, more; as you look to him, hoist your sails and buffet manfully the sea of life. Do not remain in the haven of distrust, or sleeping on your shadows in inactive repose, or suffering your frames and feelings to pitch and toss on one another like vessels idly moored in a harbor. The religious life is not a brooding over emotions, grazing the keel of faith in the shallows, or dragging the anchor of hope through the oozy tide mud as if afraid of encountering the healthy breeze. Away! With your canvas spread to the gale, trusting in Him, who rules the raging of the waters. The safety of the tinted bird is to be on the wing. If its haunt be near the ground—if it fly low—it exposes itself to the fowler’s net or snare. If we remain grovelling on the low ground of feeling and emotion, we shall find ourselves entangled in a thousand meshes of doubt and despondency, temptation and unbelief. “But surely in vain the net is spread in the sight of THAT WHICH HATH A WING” (marginal reading Prov. 1:17). Hope thou in God.
—J. R. Macduff