We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
“There are times when solitude is better than society, and silence is wiser than speech. We should be better Christians if we were more alone, waiting upon God, and gathering through meditation on His Word spiritual strength for labour in his service. We ought to muse upon the things of God, because we thus get the real nutriment out of them. . . . Why is it that some Christians, although they hear many sermons, make but slow advances in the divine life? Because they neglect their closets, and do not thoughtfully meditate on God's Word. They love the wheat, but they do not grind it; they would have the corn, but they will not go forth into the fields to gather it; the fruit hangs upon the tree, but they will not pluck it; the water flows at their feet, but they will not stoop to drink it. From such folly deliver us, O Lord. . . .” ― Charles Spurgeon “Our anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strengths.” ― C. H. Spurgeon “Hope itself is like a star- not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity.” ― Charles Haddon Spurgeon “If sinners be damned, at least let them leap to Hell over our dead bodies. And if they perish, let them perish with our arms wrapped about their knees, imploring them to stay. If Hell must be filled, let it be filled in the teeth of our exertions, and let not one go unwarned and unprayed for.” ― Charles Spurgeon “A Bible that’s falling apart usually belongs to someone who isn’t.” ― Charles Spurgeon “Visit many good books, but live in the Bible.” ― Charles Spurgeon “When your will is God's will, you will have your will.” ― Charles Spurgeon https://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2876959.Charles_Haddon_Spurgeon (Philippians 2:13, KJV) |
For it is growing dimmer, now. The sun is not so bright. Before the Lord, we need to bow, while we still have some light. The light is like late afternoon an hour 'fore the dark. The texture's dimmed, and fairly soon the hoped event will part. At seventy percent it's not the dark of later night, but pastel dark is what we got, before it returns to bright. I saw the full eclipse before by traveling farther north. Describing what I can't ignore is not brought easily forth. It's still quite bright, but not as much as when the moon's not there. The Master's Great Creative Touch requires we stop and stare. The textured partial eclipse means as least as much to me as nighttime in midday once seen for time will longer be. Two-minute total eclipse came, and went with not much else, but crescent moons in shadows' frame the total part to belt. This time the darkness wasn't all, but light was darker made. Before the night of darkness falls The Lord we must obey. by Jay O’Toole on April 8th, 2024 |