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

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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 relations or our most helpful friends are called home by death, we must console ourselves with the reflection that the Lord is not departed from us but lives for us and abides with us forever.

If God be with us, we are in ennobling company, even though we are poor and despised. If God be with us, we have all-sufficient strength, for nothing can be too hard for the Lord. If God be with us, we are always safe, for none can harm those who walk under His shadow. Oh, what a joy we have here! Not only is God with us, but He will be with us. With us as individuals; with us as families; with us as churches. Is not the very name of Jesus, Immanuel—God with us?

Is not this the best of all, that God is with us? Let us be bravely diligent and joyously hopeful. Our cause must prosper, the truth must win, for the Lord is with those who are with Him. All this day may this sweet word be enjoyed by every believer who turns to “faith’s checkbook.” No greater happiness is possible.

Today’s Poem: Measurements Of Faith

to GOD be the GLORY

~ Measurements of Faith ~

By Deborah Ann

if-i-could-measure-my-faith-christian-poetry-by-deborah-ann

If I were to measure my faith,
I would see that every foot
was achieved inch by inch
as my trust in God I put.

If I were to take a yard stick,
I would see that each notch
marked all the times over me
God faithfully has watched.

If I were to take a tape measure,
roll it out as far as it could go
I would see the length of time
for my faith in God to grow.

If I were to take a measuring wheel,
push it around night and day
I would see the path it had to take
for me to find the narrow way.

If I were to measure my faith,
I could calculate just how long
it took for God to work in me . . .
to make my trust in Him this strong!

~~~~~~~~~~

Romans 12:3

“For I say, through the grace
given unto me, to every man
that is among you, not to think
of himself more highly than
he ought to think; but to think
soberly, according as God
hath dealt to every man
the measure of faith.”

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Deborah Ann Belka

Today’s Bible Verse 07.01.20

Romans 12:3

For I say, through the grace
given unto me, to every man
that is among you, not to think
of himself more highly than he
ought to think; but to think
soberly, according as God hath
dealt to every man the measure of faith.

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Morning’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 07.01.20

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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 art spared to testify of the faithfulness of the Lord. The seasons change and thou changest, but thy Lord abides evermore the same, and the streams of His love are as deep, as broad and as full as ever.

The heats of business cares and scorching trials make me need the cooling influences of the river of His grace; I may go at once and drink to the full from the inexhaustible fountain, for in summer and in winter it pours forth its flood. The upper springs are never scanty, and blessed be the name of the Lord, the nether springs cannot fail either. Elijah found Cherith dry up, but Jehovah was still the same God of providence. Job said his brethren were like deceitful brooks, but he found his God an overflowing river of consolation.

The Nile is the great confidence of Egypt, but its floods are variable; our Lord is evermore the same. By turning the course of the Euphrates, Cyrus took the city of Babylon, but no power, human or infernal, can divert the current of divine grace. The tracks of ancient rivers have been found all dry and desolate, but the streams which take their rise on the mountains of divine sovereignty and infinite love shall ever be full to the brim. Generations melt away, but the course of grace is unaltered. The river of God may sing with greater truth than the brook in the poem—

“Men may come, and men may go,
But I go on for ever.”
How happy art thou, my soul, to be led beside such still waters! never wander to other streams, lest thou hear the Lord’s rebuke, “What hast thou to do in the way of Egypt to drink of the muddy river?”

#throwbackpoem: When Fear Chases You

to GOD be the GLORY

~ When Fear Chases You ~

By Deborah Ann

When fear chases you,
before you get caught
there is a refuge . . .
for you God has got.

It’s a place of safety,
for you to run into
where dread and panic
cannot overtake you.

When your heart starts,
frantically racing
and your hands begin
violently shaking.

Run to the fortress,
of peace and trust
for it is where God
promises to meet us.

Before fear chases you,
into a dreadful fright
into God’s shelter . . .
run with all your might!

~~~~~~~~

Psalm 91:1-2

“He that dwelleth in the
secret place of the most
High shall abide under
the shadow of the Almighty.

I will say of the Lord,
He is my refuge and my
fortress: my God;
in him will I trust.”

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Deborah Ann Belka

Today’s Bible Verse 06.30.20

Zechariah 14:9

And the Lord shall be king
over all the earth: in that
day shall there be one
Lord, and his name one.

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Morning’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 06.30.20

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Tuesday, June 30, 2020

This Morning’s Meditation

C. H. Spurgeon


“And the glory which Thou gavest me I have given them.”
~ John 17:22 ~

Behold the superlative liberality of the Lord Jesus, for He hath given us His all. Although a tithe of His possessions would have made a universe of angels rich beyond all thought, yet was He not content until He had given us all that He had. It would have been surprising grace if He had allowed us to eat the crumbs of His bounty beneath the table of His mercy; but He will do nothing by halves, He makes us sit with Him and share the feast. Had He given us some small pension from His royal coffers, we should have had cause to love Him eternally; but no, He will have His bride as rich as Himself, and He will not have a glory or a grace in which she shall not share.

He has not been content with less than making us joint-heirs with Himself, so that we might have equal possessions. He has emptied all His estate into the coffers of the Church, and hath all things common with His redeemed. There is not one room in His house the key of which He will withhold from His people. He gives them full liberty to take all that He hath to be their own; He loves them to make free with His treasure, and appropriate as much as they can possibly carry.

The boundless fulness of His all-sufficiency is as free to the believer as the air he breathes. Christ hath put the flagon of His love and grace to the believer’s lip, and bidden him drink on for ever; for could he drain it, he is welcome to do so, and as he cannot exhaust it, he is bidden to drink abundantly, for it is all his own. What truer proof of fellowship can heaven or earth afford?

“When I stand before the throne
Dressed in beauty not my own;
When I see Thee as Thou art,
Love Thee with unsinning heart;
Then, Lord, shall I fully know—
Not till then—how much I owe.”

#throwbackpoem: The Sound Of Silence

to GOD be the GLORY

~ The Sound Of Silence ~

By Deborah Ann

Upon the break of day,
I feel a calming stillness . . .
where everything appears
to be oddly motionless.

The sedated quietness,
infiltrates the early dawn
to the sound of silence
I find myself gently drawn.

The placid tranquility,
awakens up my soul
to ponder how only God
could this quietude control.

The peace radiating down,
seems so imaginable
that in its grip I remain
completely immovable.

Surrounded in the silence,
I sense this to be
just the kind of stillness . . .
that Jesus wants for me!

~~~~~~~

Psalm 46:10

Be still, and know that I am God:

King James Version
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Deborah Ann Belka

Today’s Poem: I Do Not Doubt

to GOD be the GLORY

~ I Do Not Doubt ~

By Deborah Ann

My God has designs,
He will figure this out
He has a plan for me
in this I do not doubt.

Though I’m concerned,
He knows just what to do
and so my Father . . .
in faith I leave this with You.

My God keeps His promises,
He is forever merciful
everything He does
is perfectly purposeful.

Though I may be worried,
I am not afraid
for I know with God
I’m not to be dismayed.

My God is good,
He’s always fair and just
that is why in Him . . .
I choose to place my trust!

~~~~~

Psalm 138:8

“The Lord will perfect
that which concerneth me:
thy mercy, O Lord,
endureth for ever:
forsake not the works
of thine own hands.”

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Deborah Ann Belka

Today’s Bible Verse 06.29.20

Psalm 138:8

The Lord will perfect
that which concerneth me:
thy mercy, O Lord, endureth
for ever: forsake not the works
of thine own hands.

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Morning’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 06.29.20

C_H__SpurgeonMonday, June 29, 2020

This Morning’s Meditation

C. H. Spurgeon


“Them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with Him.”
~ 1 Thessalonians 4:14 ~

Let us not imagine that the soul sleeps in insensibility. “Today shalt thou be with me in paradise,” is the whisper of Christ to every dying saint. They “sleep in Jesus,” but their souls are before the throne of God, praising Him day and night in His temple, singing hallelujahs to Him who washed them from their sins in His blood. The body sleeps in its lonely bed of earth, beneath the coverlet of grass. But what is this sleep? The idea connected with sleep is “rest,” and that is the thought which the Spirit of God would convey to us.

Sleep makes each night a Sabbath for the day. Sleep shuts fast the door of the soul, and bids all intruders tarry for a while, that the life within may enter its summer garden of ease. The toil-worn believer quietly sleeps, as does the weary child when it slumbers on its mother’s breast. Oh! happy they who die in the Lord; they rest from their labours, and their works do follow them. Their quiet repose shall never be broken until God shall rouse them to give them their full reward. Guarded by angel watchers, curtained by eternal mysteries, they sleep on, the heritors of glory, till the fulness of time shall bring the fulness of redemption.

What an awaking shall be theirs! They were laid in their last resting place, weary and worn, but such they shall not rise. They went to their rest with the furrowed brow, and the wasted features, but they wake up in beauty and glory. The shrivelled seed, so destitute of form and comeliness, rises from the dust a beauteous flower. The winter of the grave gives way to the spring of redemption and the summer of glory. Blessed is death, since it, through the divine power, disrobes us of this work-day garment, to clothe us with the wedding garment of incorruption. Blessed are those who “sleep in Jesus.”

#throwbackpoem: The Sound Of Silence

to GOD be the GLORY

~ The Sound Of Silence ~

By Deborah Ann

Upon the break of day,
I feel a calming stillness . . .
where everything appears
to be oddly motionless.

The sedated quietness,
infiltrates the early dawn
to the sound of silence
I find myself gently drawn.

The placid tranquility,
awakens up my soul
to ponder how only God
could this quietude control.

The peace radiating down,
seems so imaginable
that in its grip I remain
completely immovable.

Surrounded in the silence,
I sense this to be
just the kind of stillness . . .
that Jesus wants for me!

~~~~~~~

Psalm 46:10

Be still, and know that I am God:

King James Version
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Copyright 2019
Deborah Ann Belka

Today’s Poem: Not One Should Perish

to GOD be the GLORY

~ Not One Should Perish ~

By Deborah Ann

Thank you Father,
for taking Your time
so You can call
“more people mine.

Thank you Father,
for being slow
lest Your anger
we’d all know.

Thank You Father,
for not being slack
so Your lost sheep
may come back.

Thank You Father,
for being forgiving
when we repent
of ungodly living.

Thank You Father,
for Your desire . . .
not one should perish
in hell’s fire!

~~~~~

2 Peter 3:9

“ The Lord is not slack
concerning his promise,
as some men count slackness;
but is longsuffering
to us-ward,
not willing that any
should perish,
but that all should
come to repentance.

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Today’s Bible Verse 06.28.20

2 Peter 3:9

The Lord is not slack
concerning his promise,

as some men count slackness;
but is longsuffering to us-ward,
not willing that any should perish,
but that all should come to repentance.

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Morning’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 06.28.20

C_H__SpurgeonSunday, June 28, 2020

This Morning’s Meditation

C. H. Spurgeon


“Looking unto Jesus.”
~
Hebrews 12:2 ~

It is ever the Holy Spirit’s work to turn our eyes away from self to Jesus; but Satan’s work is just the opposite of this, for he is constantly trying to make us regard ourselves instead of Christ. He insinuates, “Your sins are too great for pardon; you have no faith; you do not repent enough; you will never be able to continue to the end; you have not the joy of His children; you have such a wavering hold of Jesus.”

All these are thoughts about self, and we shall never find comfort or assurance by looking within. But the Holy Spirit turns our eyes entirely away from self: He tells us that we are nothing, but that “Christ is all in all.” Remember, therefore, it is not thy hold of Christ that saves thee—it is Christ; it is not thy joy in Christ that saves thee—it is Christ; it is not even faith in Christ, though that be the instrument—it is Christ’s blood and merits; therefore, look not so much to thy hand with which thou art grasping Christ, as to Christ; look not to thy hope, but to Jesus, the source of thy hope; look not to thy faith, but to Jesus, the author and finisher of thy faith. We shall never find happiness by looking at our prayers, our doings, or our feelings; it is what Jesus is, not what we are, that gives rest to the soul.

If we would at once overcome Satan and have peace with God, it must be by “looking unto Jesus.” Keep thine eye simply on Him; let His death, His sufferings, His merits, His glories, His intercession, be fresh upon thy mind; when thou wakest in the morning look to Him; when thou liest down at night look to Him. Oh! let not thy hopes or fears come between thee and Jesus; follow hard after Him, and He will never fail thee.

“My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesu’s blood and righteousness:
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesu’s name.”

#throwbackpoem: While I Wait And See

to GOD be the GLORY

~ While I Wait and See~

By Deborah Ann

I do a lot of waiting,
while God is contemplating
the answers to my prayers
while going through my cares.

I do a lot of sitting,
while God begins sifting
the replies He has for me
in this seat of wait and see.

I do a lot of hoping,
while God starts His probing
into His correspondence
while pondering my response.

I do a lot of supposing,
while God is composing
what He’d have me to do
while I sit not knowing what to.

I do a lot of imagining,
while God is examining
how long I am willing
to be sitting here chilling!

~~~~~~~

Psalm 27:13-14

I had fainted, unless
I had believed to see
the goodness of the Lord
in the land of the living.

Wait on the Lord:
be of good courage,
and he shall strengthen
thine heart: wait,
I say, on the Lord.

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Deborah Ann Belka

Today’s Poem: What Will I Lose

to GOD be the GLORY

~ What Will I Lose ~

By Deborah Ann

What Will I Lose ~ CHRISTian poetry by deborah ann

I asked the Lord,
what will be my loss
if I daily . . .
picked up my cross.

He said to me,
here’s what it requires
but first you must die
to all selfish-desires.

All your dreams,
ideas and plans
must be placed now
into My hands.

Then you will need,
to follow Me
so I can lead you
to where you should be.

All your possessions,
all that you own
you must leave behind
yes, even your home.

You must give up,
family and friends
your bank accounts
and stock dividends.

I asked the Lord,
what will be my loss . . .
YOUR VERY LIFE He said
if  you don’t pick up your cross!

~~~~~~~~~

Matthew 16:25-26

” For whosoever will save his life
shall lose it: and whosoever will
lose his life for my sake shall find it.

For what is a man profited,
if he shall gain the whole world,
and lose his own soul?
or what shall a man give
in exchange for his soul?”

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Deborah Ann Belka

Today’s Bible Verse 06.27.20

Matthew 16:25

For whosoever will save his life
shall lose it: and whosoever will
lose his life for my sake shall find it.

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Morning’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 06.27.20

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Saturday, June 27, 2020

This Morning’s Meditation

C. H. Spurgeon


“Only ye shall not go very far away.”
~
Exodus 8:28 ~

This is a crafty word from the lip of the arch-tyrant Pharaoh. If the poor bondaged Israelites must needs go out of Egypt, then he bargains with them that it shall not be very far away; not too far for them to escape the terror of his arms, and the observation of his spies. After the same fashion, the world loves not the non-conformity of nonconformity, or the dissidence of dissent, it would have us be more charitable and not carry matters with too severe a hand.

Death to the world, and burial with Christ, are experiences which carnal minds treat with ridicule, and hence the ordinance which sets them forth is almost universally neglected, and even contemned. Worldly wisdom recommends the path of compromise, and talks of “moderation.” According to this carnal policy, purity is admitted to be very desirable, but we are warned against being too precise; truth is of course to be followed, but error is not to be severely denounced. “Yes,” says the world, “be spiritually minded by all means, but do not deny yourself a little gay society, an occasional ball, and a Christmas visit to a theatre. What’s the good of crying down a thing when it is so fashionable, and everybody does it?”

Multitudes of professors yield to this cunning advice, to their own eternal ruin. If we would follow the Lord wholly, we must go right away into the wilderness of separation, and leave the Egypt of the carnal world behind us. We must leave its maxims, its pleasures, and its religion too, and go far away to the place where the Lord calls His sanctified ones. When the town is on fire, our house cannot be too far from the flames. When the plague is abroad, a man cannot be too far from its haunts. The further from a viper the better, and the further from worldly conformity the better. To all true believers let the trumpet-call be sounded, “Come ye out from among them, be ye separate.”

#throwbackpoem: Oh, If I Could Fly

to GOD be the GLORY

~ Oh, If I Could Fly Away ~

By Deborah Ann

Oh, if I could fly away,
I’d soar into my Savior’s arms
there I would find my quiet rest
and be safe from all that harms.

I would take off and reside,
under the shadow of His wings
I’d be free from all the strife
living in this world often brings.

Oh, if I could fly away,
like an eagle I’d mount and rise
and climb to where His peace
would calm my fearful cries.

I would go right up to Him,
lay my burdens at His feet
and with Jesus I would find
my everlasting retreat.

Oh, if I could fly away,
if I had wings like a dove
I’d soar right up to heaven
and rest in His eternal love.

I would climb so ever high,
till I found His stillness
I would dive into His calm
and sop up His quietness.

Oh, if I could fly away,
I’d take you along with me . . .
and together we’d find rest
throughout all of eternity!

~~~~~~~~~

Psalm 55:6

“And I said, Oh that I had wings like a
dove! for then would I fly away, and be
at rest.”

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Deborah Ann Belka

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