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I am a mom of a cutie pie (very biased). And I wanted to share my experiences with others (including my cuties grandparents, great-grandparents, numerous uncles and other relatives). I love being a mom and can't imagine doing anything else.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

Mornings and Evenings

By Charles Spurgeon

I often read this devotional and for those not familiar with it there is an entry for each morning and evening. But I have been stuck on August 31 morning. I have been reading it over and over. I thought I would share it.

"On mine arm shall they trust" Isaiah 51:5
In seasons of severe trial, the Christian has nothing on earth that he can trust to, and is therefore compelled to cast himself on his God alone. When his vessel is on its beam-ends, and no human deliverance can avial, he must simply and enteriely entrust himself to the providence and care of God. Happy storm that wreacks a man on such a rock as this! O blessed hurricane that drives the soul to God and God alone! There is no getting at our God sometimes because of the multitude of our friends, but when a man is so porr, so friendless, so helpless that he has nowhere else to turn, he flies onto hi Father's arms, and is blessedly clasped therein! When he is burdened with troubles so pressing and so peculiur, that he cannot tell them to any obut his God, he may be thankful for them: for he will leanr more of his Lord then than at any time. Oh, tempest-tossed believe, it is a happy troubble that drives thee to thy Father! Now that thou hast only thy God to trust to , see that thou puttest thy full confinced in HIm. Dishonour not thy Lord and Master by unworthy doubts and fears; but be strong in faith, giving glory to God. Show the world that they God is worthten thousand worlds to thee. Show rich men how rich thou art in they poverty when they Lord God is thy helper. Show the strong man how strong thou art in they weakness when uderneath thee are the everlasting arms. Now is the time for feats of faith and valiant exploits. Be strong and very courageous, and the Lord they God shall certianly, as surely as He built the heavens and the earth, glroify Himself in they weakness, and magnify his might in the midst of they distress. The grandeur of the arch of heaven would be spoiled if they sky were supported by a singly visible column, and your faith would lose its glry if it rested on anything discernible by the carnal eye."


Thanks to Sue Kirkbride, Kathie Kearney, Sara Brode, Breanna, Isaiah, and Elijah Thompson, Luke and Christina Smart and Laura Mohney for the thank you cards for the nurses.
Thanks to Sarah Sams (my cousin) for the lotions for the nurses
Marmie for the sweet card
Joan Burke (Maureen's mom) for the quilt.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Amazing words! Thanks for sharing!

Be looking for a priority mail envelope from me. I mailed it from the post office this morning (FINALLY! THANKS BE TO GOD!). Like I said earlier today, there will be no mail delivery tomorrow (Sunday) or Labor Day. Hopefully, it will get there Tuesday or Wednesday (mail moves on Sundays and holidays, but just is not delievered is what I have heard), but it should be there no later than Thurs. Sorry for the delay.:-(

I hope you all are having a great weekend. Let us all know if you got any storms from Ernesto....you may be too far inland for that, but it looked like it was pelting the eastern side of Pennsylvania.

Love,

Caroline

7:08 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Beautiful words, Emily! Thank you!
Spurgeon's writings seem to pull one back from the world to the Lord...from what our senses perceive is "truth" to what is really Truth!
Here is one of a number of web-sites for CHS's Morning and Evening.
Next time you can copy and paste!
:-)
http://www.ccel.org/ccel/spurgeon/
morneve.today.html

Still praying!

Mary Ann K.

8:46 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

love your Spurgeon...he is so eloquent. He truly knew our Lord and Father and I am so glad to reap some of the benefits of his love. I am glad you could find some comfort from his words, for our wordly comforts pale in comparison. Love you, love you, love you. Mom

9:26 PM  

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