As part of my daily devotional time each day I read excerpts from C.H. Spurgeon’s excellent little tome entitled “Morning and Evening”, and I found today’s portions to be particularly applicable to the uncertain times in which we live, especially as the faith of so many in their temporal “security” so-called, be it financial, physical, or otherwise, is being shaken to and fro by God.
I earnestly pray that it may be by God Almighty’s holy hand of providence that many deceived souls who are presently caught in the demonic web of the false health,wealth, and prosperity man-made systems of self-esteem, self-help, and “Your Best Life Now” might have their eyes opened to the truth, and that we might rejoice to see a great host of those spiritual mega-brothels which masquerade as churches utterly collapse under the weight of their own sins and trespasses; the lust of the eyes, the lust of the flesh, and the sinful pride of life. If the Lord were ever pleased to hear an imprecatory prayer then I for one am fully persuaded that His true children ought to be praying down holy wrath upon these prophets of Baal and the evil that energizes and speaks through them; the powers, principalities, and spiritual wickedness in high places that exalt themselves against the knowledge of Christ.
I further pray that Spurgeon’s ever-timely insights from Holy Scripture will speak to the gentle reader’s heart today, as they spoke to mine.
MORNING MARCH 10
“In my prosperity I said I shall never be moved” – Psalm 30:6
Moab is settled on his lees, he hath not been emptied from vessel to vessel. Give a man wealth; let his ships bring home continually rich freights; let the winds and waves appear to be his servants to bear his vessels across the bosom of the mighty deep; let his lands yield abundantly; let the weather be propitious to his crops; let uninterrupted success attend him; let him stand among men as a successful merchant; let him enjoy continued health; allow him with braced nerve and brilliant eye to march through the world, and live happily; give him the buoyant spirit; let him have the song perpetually on his lips; let his eye be ever sparkling with joy – and the natural consequence of such an easy stat to any man, let him be the best Christian who ever breathed, will be presumption; even David said, “I shall never be moved;” and we are not better than David, nor half so good. Brother, beware of the smooth places of the way; if you are treading them, or if the way be rough, thank God for it. If God should always rock us in the cradle of prosperity; if we were always dandled on the knees of fortune; if we had not some stain on the alabaster pillar; if there were not a few clouds in the sky; if we had not some bitter drops in the wine of this life, we should become intoxicated with pleasure, we should dream “we stand”; and stand we should, but it would be upon a pinnacle; like the man asleep upon the mast, each moment we should be in jeopardy.
We bless God, then, for our afflictions; we thank Him for our changes; we extol His name for losses of property; for we feel that had He not chastened us thus, we might have become too secure. Continued worldly prosperity is a fiery trial.
“Afflictions, though they seem severe, In mercy oft are sent.”
EVENING MARCH 10
“Man…is of few days, and full of trouble” – Psalm 30:6
It may be of great service to us, before we fall asleep, to remember this mournful fact, for it may lead us to set loose by earthly things. There is nothing very pleasant in the recollection that we are not above the shafts of adversity, but it may humble us and prevent our boasting like the Psalmist in our morning’s portion. “My mountains standeth firm: I shall never be moved.” It may stay us from taking too deep root in this soil from which we are so soon to be transplanted into the heavenly garden. Let us recollect the frail tenure upon which we hold our temporal mercies. If we would remember that all the trees of the earth are marked for the woodman’s axe, we should not be so ready to build our nests in them. We should love, but we should love with the love which expects death, and which reckons upon separations. Our dear relations are but loaned to us, and the hour when we must return them to the lender’s hand may be even at the door. The like is certainly true of our worldly goods. Do not riches take to themselves wings and fly away? Our health is equally precarious. Frail flowers of the field, we must not recon upon blooming forever. There is a time appointed for weakness and sickness, when we shall have to glorify God by suffering, and not by earnest activity. There is no single point in which we can hope to escape from the sharp arrows of affliction; out of our few days there is not one secure from sorrow. Man’s life is a cask full of bitter wine; he who looks for joy in it had better seek for honey in an ocean of brine. Beloved reader, set not your affections upon things of earth; but seek those things which are above, for herethe moth devoureth, and the thief breaketh through, but there all joys are perpetual and eternal. The path of trouble is the way home. Lord, make this thought a pillow for many a weary head!