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“There are times when solitude is better than society, and silence is wiser than speech. We should be better Christians if we were more alone, waiting upon God, and gathering through meditation on His Word spiritual strength for labour in his service. We ought to muse upon the things of God, because we thus get the real nutriment out of them. . . . Why is it that some Christians, although they hear many sermons, make but slow advances in the divine life? Because they neglect their closets, and do not thoughtfully meditate on God's Word. They love the wheat, but they do not grind it; they would have the corn, but they will not go forth into the fields to gather it; the fruit hangs upon the tree, but they will not pluck it; the water flows at their feet, but they will not stoop to drink it. From such folly deliver us, O Lord. . . .” ― Charles Spurgeon “Our anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strengths.” ― C. H. Spurgeon “Hope itself is like a star- not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity.” ― Charles Haddon Spurgeon “If sinners be damned, at least let them leap to Hell over our dead bodies. And if they perish, let them perish with our arms wrapped about their knees, imploring them to stay. If Hell must be filled, let it be filled in the teeth of our exertions, and let not one go unwarned and unprayed for.” ― Charles Spurgeon “A Bible that’s falling apart usually belongs to someone who isn’t.” ― Charles Spurgeon “Visit many good books, but live in the Bible.” ― Charles Spurgeon “When your will is God's will, you will have your will.” ― Charles Spurgeon https://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2876959.Charles_Haddon_Spurgeon (Philippians 2:13, KJV)    |
| Self demands its pleasures best. Actors lauded by the crowd. Stagehands bear the weight of tests. Stars are praised, and often proud. Nothing weighs on joyful minds. Wine of bliss with the fullest meals. Jewels bought at merchant finds, enamored with the latest reels. Churches preaching ease of thought. Nothing hard to "rock the boat." What they love is what they're taught, nothing deep, and ever remote. All are welcome on this stage. Earthly days, cigars alight. Curtains close to lasting rage, fallen joy to a lasting Night. Awful burns the pain of sin, nevermore to use the eyes. Someone paid the Price to win, the greatest joy with no more cries. The greatest lives of happiness can lead to the Night of lasting grief. When Self is all we ever bless, Hell's destruction is the thief. The broad way's filled with pleasures now. It has no thought of consequence. It wants just, that all praise and bow. Yet, looming is the ominous. One hundred years, some more, most less is all we have of life to live. The selfless life will others bless. The selfish life demands we give. Stage and leadership we choose in the church or in the world. The Self we show is often a ruse. The Truth by God will be unfurled. Broadway's stages are the best. Actors there are "hypocrites." In characters we all divest essential Self for happy glitz. Devote we lives to simply chaff, while pleasures chase to feed the flesh? Will everlasting souls still laugh, while motives He doth always thresh? The broad way's filled with pleasures, now. No doctrine has a place in the heart, but when most are forced to kneel and bow, their hope is caused to finally depart. (Philippians 2:5-11, KJV) by Jay O’Toole on February 13th, 2024   |
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