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“There are times when solitude is better than society, and silence is wiser than speech. We should be better Christians if we were more alone, waiting upon God, and gathering through meditation on His Word spiritual strength for labour in his service. We ought to muse upon the things of God, because we thus get the real nutriment out of them. . . . Why is it that some Christians, although they hear many sermons, make but slow advances in the divine life? Because they neglect their closets, and do not thoughtfully meditate on God's Word. They love the wheat, but they do not grind it; they would have the corn, but they will not go forth into the fields to gather it; the fruit hangs upon the tree, but they will not pluck it; the water flows at their feet, but they will not stoop to drink it. From such folly deliver us, O Lord. . . .” ― Charles Spurgeon “Our anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strengths.” ― C. H. Spurgeon “Hope itself is like a star- not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity.” ― Charles Haddon Spurgeon “If sinners be damned, at least let them leap to Hell over our dead bodies. And if they perish, let them perish with our arms wrapped about their knees, imploring them to stay. If Hell must be filled, let it be filled in the teeth of our exertions, and let not one go unwarned and unprayed for.” ― Charles Spurgeon “A Bible that’s falling apart usually belongs to someone who isn’t.” ― Charles Spurgeon “Visit many good books, but live in the Bible.” ― Charles Spurgeon “When your will is God's will, you will have your will.” ― Charles Spurgeon https://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2876959.Charles_Haddon_Spurgeon (Philippians 2:13, KJV)    |
| This life is filled with twists & turns. At first, you're going straight through high school years of Joys and learns to start the path, that's great! Just when Diploma lands in palm you're sure that all is well. Next summer's breeze, and lazy calm gives way to college...knell. The days of living 'way from home invade one's peace of mind. My freshman year could fill a tome with times that were unkind. My dorm hall, near the common room, where lord and lass would chill. I'd leave the shower towel-groomed, preventing a messy thrill. For such was life in that co-ed dorm, and just my floor was mixed. The basement, Men, the top two swarmed of women, floors unmixed. I needed breakfast. Class was soon, but hide thy untanned skin for woe be me, if I lassies moon. Appeal, I'd never win. So, I was there, but just one year. At home, the next to pray. The third, a Bible school seemed clear to be the Lord's best way. But finally a preacher man in August campmeet days showed me the Lord's best learning plan, where college would amaze. I stayed five years to claim my degree, and M-R-S to boot. In August, married she and me, then teaching, not much loot. But in a year, she studied Coiffure, and graduated well. This path has been for her quite sure. My path a change to tell. For many years, her many fans keep her in work to do. We stay affixed for moving plans bring sadder looks all new. The teacher cleans the trash at night to help his sculptress shine, and one Day in that Land so Bright the Truth we'll know is fine. by Jay O’Toole on May 6th, 2025   |
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