Daily Archives: July 11, 2020

Evening’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 07.11.20

Saturday, July 11, 2020 This Evening’s Meditation C. H. Spurgeon “Tell ye your children of it, and let your children tell their children, and their children another generation.” ~ Joel 1:3 ~ In this simple way, by God’s grace, a living testimony for truth is always to be kept alive in the land—the beloved of the Lord are to hand… (more…)

#throwbackpoem: Resting With My Father

to GOD be the GLORY ~ Resting With My Father ~ By Deborah Ann Today I am resting,alone with my Fathernone of my worriesmy soul will bother. I am going to soak up,the peace He impartsI am going to let it fillthe whole of my heart. Today I’m taking it,with my Father easynone of my troubleswill make me queasy. I’m fixing… (more…)

Faith’s Check Book ~ C.H. Spurgeon 07.11.20

Saturday, July 11, 2020 Faith’s Check Book, Daily Entry C. H. Spurgeon Never Separated from God “And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believeth thou this?” ~ John 11:26 ~ Yes, Lord, we believe it; we shall never die. Our soul may be separated from our body, and this is death of a kind; but our soul… (more…)

Today’s Poem: God Does The Unfeasible

to GOD be the GLORY ~ God Does the Unfeasible ~ By Deborah Ann God does the impossible,when He desires, when He wants toHe can do the unfeasiblein the lives of me and you. He can change the stoniest heart,turn it into one of fleshreshape it until with His ownthe two of them begin to mesh. God does the unthinkable,when He… (more…)

Today’s Bible Verse 07.11.20

Jeremiah 32:17 Ah Lord God! behold,thou hast made the heavenand the earth by thy greatpower and stretched out arm,and there is nothingtoo hard for thee: King James Version by Public Domain Hits: 0 Thank You For Visiting 208

Morning’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 07.11.20

Saturday, July 11, 2020 This Morning’s Meditation C. H. Spurgeon “After that ye have suffered awhile, make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, settle you.” ~ 1 Peter 5:10 ~ You have seen the arch of heaven as it spans the plain: glorious are its colours, and rare its hues. It is beautiful, but, alas, it passes away, and lo, it is… (more…)

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