Evening’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 07.03.20

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Friday, July 03, 2020

This Evening’s Meditation

C. H. Spurgeon


“If we suffer, we shall also reign with Him.”
~
2 Timothy 2:12 ~

We must not imagine that we are suffering for Christ, and with Christ, if we are not in Christ. Beloved friend, are you trusting to Jesus only? If not, whatever you may have to mourn over on earth, you are not “suffering with Christ,” land have no hope of reigning with Him in heaven. Neither are we to conclude that all a Christian’s sufferings are sufferings with Christ, for it is essential that he be called by God to suffer. If we are rash and imprudent, and run into positions for which neither providence nor grace has fitted us, we ought to question whether we are not rather sinning than communing with Jesus.

If we let passion take the place of judgment, and self-will reign instead of Scriptural authority, we shall fight the Lord’s battles with the devil’s weapons, and if we cut our own fingers we must not be surprised. Again, in troubles which come upon us as the result of sin, we must not dream that we are suffering with Christ. When Miriam spoke evil of Moses, and the leprosy polluted her, she was not suffering for God. Moreover, suffering which God accepts must have God’s glory as its end. If I suffer that I may earn a name, or win applause, I shall get no other reward than that of the Pharisee. It is requisite also that love to Jesus, and love to His elect, be ever the mainspring of all our patience.

We must manifest the Spirit of Christ in meekness, gentleness, and forgiveness. Let us search and see if we truly suffer with Jesus. And if we do thus suffer, what is our “light affliction” compared with reigning with Him? Oh it is so blessed to be in the furnace with Christ, and such an honour to stand in the pillory with Him, that if there were no future reward, we might count ourselves happy in present honour; but when the recompense is so eternal, so infinitely more than we had any right to expect, shall we not take up the cross with alacrity, and go on our way rejoicing?

#throwbackpoem: Just Chillin’ With My Lord

to GOD be the GLORY

~ Just Chillin’ With My Lord ~

By Deborah Ann

Today I am chillin’,
not going to get bothered
won’t let one little thing take
my peace from my Father.

I’m just going to kick back,
and rest here all the day
I’m not going to let anything
take our oneness away.

Today I’m taking it easy,
not going to get uptight
instead I will just soak in
all of Jesus’ calming light.

I’m just going to relax,
in the warmth of His love
and let His grace beam
down on me from above.

Today, I am chillin’
just me and my Lord
and if I fall asleep . . .
it’s not because I’m bored!

~~~~~~~

Psalm 4:8

“I will both lay me down in peace,
and sleep: for thou, Lord,
only makest me dwell in safety.”

King James Version
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Copyright 2019
Deborah Ann Belka

Faith’s Check Book ~ C.H. Spurgeon 07.03.20

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Friday, July 03, 2020

Faith’s Check Book, Daily Entry

C. H. Spurgeon


A Guide All the Way

“He will be my guide even unto death.”
~ Psalm 48:14 ~

We need a guide. Sometimes we would give all that we have to be told exactly what to do and where to turn. We are willing to do right, but we do not know which one of two roads we are to follow. Oh, for a guide!

The Lord our God condescends to serve us as guide. He knows the way and will pilot us along it till we reach our journey’s end in peace. Surely we do not desire more infallible direction. Let us place ourselves absolutely under His guidance, and we shall never miss our way. Let us make Him our God, and we shall find Him our guide. If we follow His law we shall not miss the right road of life, provided we first learn to lean upon Him in every step that we take.

Our comfort is that as He is our God forever and ever, He will never cease to be with us as our guide. “Even unto death” will He lead us, and then we shall dwell with Him eternally and go no more out forever. This promise of divine guidance involves lifelong security: salvation at once, guidance unto our last hour, and then endless blessedness. Should not each one seek this in youth, rejoice in it in middle life, and repose in it in old age? This day let us look up for guidance before we trust ourselves out-of-doors.

Today’s Poem: We Need a Miracle

to GOD be the GLORY

~ We Need A Miracle ~

By Deborah Ann

Lord, on this day of celebration,
of freedom and liberty
I am so sad to see . . .
in our country so much hostility.

It grieves my heart,
to see the hateful division
I cringe at the thought
of the future, I envision.

It sickens my stomach,
when I watch the nightly news
at the violence stemming
from those with opposing views.

I wish we’d come together,
on this night of elation
and see our individual need
for Jesus and salvation.

Lord, on this day of celebration,
we need a healing of our land
for, it will take a true miracle . . .
if united we are to stand!

~~~~~~~~

2 Chronicles 7:14

“If my people,
which are called by my name,
shall humble themselves,
and pray, and seek my face,
and turn from their wicked ways;
then will I hear from heaven,
and will forgive their sin,
and will heal their land.”

King James Version
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Deborah Ann Belka

Today’s Bible Verse 07.03.20

Proverbs 14:34

Righteousness exalteth
a nation: but sin is a
reproach to any people.

King James Version
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Morning’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 07.03.20

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Friday, July 03, 2020

This Morning’s Meditation

C. H. Spurgeon


“The ill favoured and lean fleshed kine did eat up the seven well favoured and fat kine.”
~ Genesis 41:4 ~

Pharaoh’s dream has too often been my waking experience. My days of sloth have ruinously destroyed all that I had achieved in times of zealous industry; my seasons of coldness have frozen all the genial glow of my periods of fervency and enthusiasm; and my fits of worldliness have thrown me back from my advances in the divine life. I had need to beware of lean prayers, lean praises, lean duties, and lean experiences, for these will eat up the fat of my comfort and peace. If I neglect prayer for never so short a time, I lose all the spirituality to which I had attained; if I draw no fresh supplies from heaven, the old corn in my granary is soon consumed by the famine which rages in my soul.

When the caterpillars of indifference, the cankerworms of worldliness, and the palmerworms of self-indulgence, lay my heart completely desolate, and make my soul to languish, all my former fruitfulness and growth in grace avails me nothing whatever. How anxious should I be to have no lean-fleshed days, no ill-favoured hours! If every day I journeyed towards the goal of my desires I should soon reach it, but backsliding leaves me still far off from the prize of my high calling, and robs me of the advances which I had so laboriously made. The only way in which all my days can be as the “fat kine,” is to feed them in the right meadow, to spend them with the Lord, in His service, in His company, in His fear, and in His way.

Why should not every year be richer than the past, in love, and usefulness, and joy?—I am nearer the celestial hills, I have had more experience of my Lord, and should be more like Him. O Lord, keep far from me the curse of leanness of soul; let me not have to cry, “My leanness, my leanness, woe unto me!” but may I be well-fed and nourished in Thy house, that I may praise Thy name.

Evening’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 07.02.20

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Thursday, July 02, 2020

This Evening’s Meditation

C. H. Spurgeon


“Unto Thee will I cry, O Lord my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if Thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
~ Psalm 28:1 ~

A cry is the natural expression of sorrow, and a suitable utterance when all other modes of appeal fail us; but the cry must be alone directed to the Lord, for to cry to man is to waste our entreaties upon the air. When we consider the readiness of the Lord to hear, and His ability to aid, we shall see good reason for directing all our appeals at once to the God of our salvation. It will be in vain to call to the rocks in the day of judgment, but our Rock attends to our cries.

“Be not silent to me.” Mere formalists may be content without answers to their prayers, but genuine suppliants cannot; they are not satisfied with the results of prayer itself in calming the mind and subduing the will—they must go further, and obtain actual replies from heaven, or they cannot rest; and those replies they long to receive at once, they dread even a little of God’s silence. God’s voice is often so terrible that it shakes the wilderness; but His silence is equally full of awe to an eager suppliant. When God seems to close His ear, we must not therefore close our mouths, but rather cry with more earnestness; for when our note grows shrill with eagerness and grief, He will not long deny us a hearing.

What a dreadful case should we be in if the Lord should become for ever silent to our prayers? “Lest, if Thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.” Deprived of the God who answers prayer, we should be in a more pitiable plight than the dead in the grave, and should soon sink to the same level as the lost in hell. We must have answers to prayer: ours is an urgent case of dire necessity; surely the Lord will speak peace to our agitated minds, for He never can find it in His heart to permit His own elect to perish.

#throwbackpoem: Give Us Peace Lord

to GOD be the GLORY

~ Give Us Peace Lord ~

By Deborah Ann

Give peace, Lord, give us peace,
on our heavy hearts bestow
the peace that surpasses . . .
all the worries that we know.

Give peace, Lord, give us peace,
to our dreary, weary souls
give us idyllic, flawless peace
over things we can’t control.

Give peace, Lord, give us peace,
to our fidgety, fretful minds
give us staying, trusting peace
to leave our troubles behind.

Give peace, Lord, give us peace,
to our worried, wary spirits
give us lulling, calming peace
before we reach our limits.

Give peace, Lord, give us peace,
Your quiet, quelling peace impart
into our flustered, frantic lives . . .
til it saturates our restless heart!

~~~~~

Psalm 29:11

“The Lord will give strength
unto his people; the Lord will
bless his people with peace.”

King James Version
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Copyright 2019
Deborah Ann Belka

Faith’s Check Book ~ C.H. Spurgeon 07.02.20

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Thursday, July 02, 2020

Faith’s Check Book, Daily Entry

C. H. Spurgeon


Refreshing Sleep

So he giveth his beloved sleep.
~ Psalm 127:2 ~

Ours is not a life of anxious care but of happy faith. Our heavenly Father will supply the wants of His own children, and He knoweth what we have need of before we ask Him. We may therefore go to our beds at the proper hour and not wear ourselves out by sitting up late to plot, and plan, and contrive. If we have learned to rely upon our God, we shall not lie awake with fear gnawing at our hearts; but we shall leave our care with the Lord, our meditation of Him shall be sweet, and He will give us refreshing sleep.

To be the Lord’s beloved is the highest possible honor, and he who has it may feel that ambition itself could desire no more, and therefore every selfish wish may go to sleep. What more is there even in heaven than the love of God? Rest, then, O soul, for thou hast all things. Yet we toss to and fro unless the Lord Himself gives us not only the reasons for rest but rest itself. Yea, He doth this. Jesus Himself is our peace, our rest, our all, On His bosom we sleep in perfect security, both in life and in death.

Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood,
I lay me down to rest
As in the embraces of my God,
Or on my Saviour’s breast.

Today’s Poem: Examine My Heart Lord

to GOD be the GLORY

~ Examine My Heart Lord ~

By Deborah Ann

Lord, search my heart,
from the inside out
tell me where You find
places of fear and doubt.

See if You see in me,
any remaining skepticism
put into my heart
by religious dogmatism.

Lord, pull in the reins,
of my heart today
harness them to follow
Your righteous ways.

Yank hard if You must,
so closer to You I’ll turn
jerk ’em if You have to
so in hell I’ll not burn.

Lord, check the fruit,
for You, I am bearing
if any be rotting . . .
be quick with Your paring.

Make sure all my doings,
are being done for You
oh, Lord examine my heart
till for You it proves true!

~~~~~~

Jeremiah 17:10

I the Lord search the heart,
I try the reins, even to give
every man according to his ways,
and according to the fruit
of his doings.”

King James Version
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Copyright 2017
Deborah Ann Belka

Today’s Bible Verse 07.02.20

Jeremiah 17:9-10

The heart is deceitful
above all things, and
desperately wicked:
who can know it?

I the Lord search the heart,
I try the reins, even to give
every man according
to his ways, and according
to the fruit of his doings.

King James Version
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Morning’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 07.02.20

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Thursday, July 02, 2020

This Morning’s Meditation

C. H. Spurgeon


“Our heart shall rejoice in Him.”
~
Psalm 33:21 ~

Blessed is the fact that Christians can rejoice even in the deepest distress; although trouble may surround them, they still sing; and, like many birds, they sing best in their cages. The waves may roll over them, but their souls soon rise to the surface and see the light of God’s countenance; they have a buoyancy about them which keeps their head always above the water, and helps them to sing amid the tempest, “God is with me still.”

To whom shall the glory be given? Oh! to Jesus—it is all by Jesus. Trouble does not necessarily bring consolation with it to the believer, but the presence of the Son of God in the fiery furnace with him fills his heart with joy. He is sick and suffering, but Jesus visits him and makes his bed for him. He is dying, and the cold chilly waters of Jordan are gathering about him up to the neck, but Jesus puts His arms around him, and cries, “Fear not, beloved; to die is to be blessed; the waters of death have their fountain-head in heaven; they are not bitter, they are sweet as nectar, for they flow from the throne of God.”

As the departing saint wades through the stream, and the billows gather around him, and heart and flesh fail him, the same voice sounds in his ears, “Fear not; I am with thee; be not dismayed; I am thy God.” As he nears the borders of the infinite unknown, and is almost affrighted to enter the realm of shades, Jesus says, “Fear not, it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom.” Thus strengthened and consoled, the believer is not afraid to die; nay, he is even willing to depart, for since he has seen Jesus as the morning star, he longs to gaze upon Him as the sun in his strength. Truly, the presence of Jesus is all the heaven we desire.

Evening’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 07.01.20

C_H__Spurgeon

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 thou art prepared to hear. If there be any slowness to commune it is not on His part, but altogether on thine own, for He stands at the door and knocks, and if His people will but open He rejoices to enter. But in what state is my heart, which is my Lord’s garden? May I venture to hope that it is well trimmed and watered, and is bringing forth fruit fit for Him?

If not, He will have much to reprove, but still I pray Him to come unto me, for nothing can so certainly bring my heart into a right condition as the presence of the Sun of Righteousness, who brings healing in His wings. Come, therefore, O Lord, my God, my soul invites Thee earnestly, and waits for Thee eagerly. Come to me, O Jesus, my well-beloved, and plant fresh flowers in my garden, such as I see blooming in such perfection in Thy matchless character! Come, O my Father, who art the Husbandman, and deal with me in Thy tenderness and prudence! Come, O Holy Spirit, and bedew my whole nature, as the herbs are now moistened with the evening dews. O that God would speak to me. Speak, Lord, for Thy servant heareth!

O that He would walk with me; I am ready to give up my whole heart and mind to Him, and every other thought is hushed. I am only asking what He delights to give. I am sure that He will condescend to have fellowship with me, for He has given me His Holy Spirit to abide with me for ever. Sweet is the cool twilight, when every star seems like the eye of heaven, and the cool wind is as the breath of celestial love. My Father, my elder Brother, my sweet Comforter, speak now in lovingkindness, for Thou hast opened mine ear and I am not rebellious.

#throwbackpoem: God Gives Shade

to GOD be the GLORY

~ God Gives Shade ~

By Deborah Ann

God gives shade,
to us when weary
provides a cover
when we’re dreary.

He shadows us with,
His mighty wings
helps us to rise
above all things.

God gives shade,
to us when frayed
provides a screen
when burden lade.

He shields us with,
His right hand
holds us upright
when we can’t stand.

God gives shade,
to us when dismayed
so His glory on us . . .
can be displayed!

~~~~

Psalm 121:5

“The Lord is thy keeper:
the Lord is thy shade upon
thy right hand.”

King James Version
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Copyright 2019
Deborah Ann Belka

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.”

King James Version
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Copyright 2017
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.

King James Version
by Public Domain

Morning’s With Charles Spurgeon ~ 07.01.20

C_H__Spurgeon

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.”

King James Version
Public Domain

Copyright 2019
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.

King James Version
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