Daily Archives: July 1, 2020

Evening’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 07.01.20

Wednesday, July 01, 2020 This Evening’s Meditation C. H. Spurgeon “The voice of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day.” ~ Genesis 3:8 ~ My soul, now that the cool of the day has come, retire awhile and hearken to the voice of thy God. He is always ready to speak with thee when… (more…)

#throwbackpoem: God Gives Shade

to GOD be the GLORY ~ God Gives Shade ~ By Deborah Ann God gives shade,to us when wearyprovides a coverwhen we’re dreary. He shadows us with,His mighty wingshelps us to riseabove all things. God gives shade,to us when frayedprovides a screenwhen burden lade. He shields us with,His right handholds us uprightwhen we can’t stand. God gives shade,to us when dismayedso… (more…)

Faith’s Check Book ~ C.H. Spurgeon 07.01.20

Wednesday, July 01, 2020 Faith’s Check Book, Daily Entry C. H. Spurgeon God With Us “God shall be with ye” ~ Genesis 48:21 ~ Good old Jacob could no more be with Joseph, for his hour had come to die: but he left his son without anxiety, for he said with confidence, “God shall be with you.” When our dearest… (more…)

Today’s Poem: Measurements Of Faith

to GOD be the GLORY ~ Measurements of Faith ~ By Deborah Ann If I were to measure my faith,I would see that every footwas achieved inch by inchas my trust in God I put. If I were to take a yard stick,I would see that each notchmarked all the times over meGod faithfully has watched. If I were to take a… (more…)

Today’s Bible Verse 07.01.20

Romans 12:3 For I say, through the gracegiven unto me, to every manthat is among you, not to thinkof himself more highly than heought to think; but to thinksoberly, according as God hathdealt to every man the measure of faith. King James Version by Public Domain Hits: 0 Thank You For Visiting 214

Morning’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 07.01.20

Wednesday, July 01, 2020 This Morning’s Meditation C. H. Spurgeon “In summer and in winter shall it be.” ~ Zechariah 14:8~ The streams of living water which flow from Jerusalem are not dried up by the parching heats of sultry midsummer any more than they were frozen by the cold winds of blustering winter. Rejoice, O my soul, that thou… (more…)

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