Morning and Evening by Charles Spurgeon – 21st October

Morning
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“The love of Christ constraineth us.” / 2 Corinthians 5:14

How much owest thou unto my Lord? Has he ever done anything for thee? Has he
forgiven thy sins? Has he covered thee with a robe of righteousness? Has he
set thy feet upon a rock? Has he established thy goings? Has he prepared
heaven for thee? Has he prepared thee for heaven? Has he written thy name in
his book of life? Has he given thee countless blessings? Has he laid up for
thee a store of mercies, which eye hath not seen nor ear heard? Then do
something for Jesus worthy of his love. Give not a mere wordy offering to a
dying Redeemer. How will you feel when your Master comes, if you have to
confess that you did nothing for him, but kept your love shut up, like a
stagnant pool, neither flowing forth to his poor or to his work. Out on such
love as that! What do men think of a love which never shows itself in action?
Why, they say, “Open rebuke is better than secret love.” Who will accept a
love so weak that it does not actuate you to a single deed of self-denial, of
generosity, of heroism, or zeal! Think how he has loved you, and given himself
for you! Do you know the power of that love? Then let it be like a rushing
mighty wind to your soul to sweep out the clouds of your worldliness, and
clear away the mists of sin. “For Christ’s sake” be this the tongue of fire
that shall sit upon you: “for Christ’s sake” be this the divine rapture, the
heavenly afflatus to bear you aloft from earth, the divine spirit that shall
make you bold as lions and swift as eagles in your Lord’s service. Love should
give wings to the feet of service, and strength to the arms of labour. Fixed
on God with a constancy that is not to be shaken, resolute to honour him with
a determination that is not to be turned aside, and pressing on with an ardour
never to be wearied, let us manifest the constraints of love to Jesus. May the
divine loadstone draw us heavenward towards itself.

Evening
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“Why are ye troubled? and why do thoughts arise in your hearts?” / Luke 24:38

“Why sayest thou, O Jacob, and speakest O Israel, my way is hid from the Lord,
and my judgment is passed over from my God?” The Lord cares for all things,
and the meanest creatures share in his universal providence, but his
particular providence is over his saints. “The angel of the Lord encampeth
round about them that fear him.” “Precious shall their blood be in his sight.”
“Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints.” “We know that
all things work together for good to them that love God, to them that are the
called according to his purpose.” Let the fact that, while he is the Saviour
of all men, he is specially the Saviour of them that believe, cheer and
comfort you. You are his peculiar care; his regal treasure which he guards as
the apple of his eye; his vineyard over which he watches day and night. “The
very hairs of your head are all numbered.” Let the thought of his special love
to you be a spiritual pain-killer, a dear quietus to your woe: “I will never
leave thee, nor forsake thee.” God says that as much to you as to any saint of
old. “Fear not, I am thy shield, and thy exceeding great reward.” We lose much
consolation by the habit of reading his promises for the whole church, instead
of taking them directly home to ourselves. Believer, grasp the divine word
with a personal, appropriating faith. Think that you hear Jesus say, “I have
prayed for thee that thy faith fail not.” Think you see him walking on the
waters of thy trouble, for he is there, and he is saying, “Fear not, it is I;
be not afraid.” Oh, those sweet words of Christ! May the Holy Ghost make you
feel them as spoken to you; forget others for awhile–accept the voice of
Jesus as addressed to you, and say, “Jesus whispers consolation; I cannot
refuse it; I will sit under his shadow with great delight.”

– Bible Gateway.Com

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