“O blessed hurricane that drives the soul to God and God alone!
There is no getting at out God sometimes because of the multitude of our friends;
but when a man is so poor, so friendless, so helpless that he has nowhere else to turn,
he flies into his Father’s arm, and is blessedly clasped therein!
When he is burdened with troubles so pressing and so peculiar,
that he cannot tell them to any but his God, he may be thankful for them;
for he will learn more of his Lord then than at any time.
O tempest-tossed believer,
it is a happy trouble that drives thee to thy Father!”
— Charles Spurgeon
Alone in Perth to clear things in the flat after my daughter moved back to Singapore. It’s a time to be quiet to organise my writings for the website. I decided to read a morning devotional by Charles H Spurgeon (1834-1892), a small booklet my daughter had discarded.
Every word this man wrote more than 100 years ago is speaking to me like he is speaking to me directly in person! As I I extracted the parts above (arrangement mine), my body was shaking as I wrote. And then I suddenly realised I chose the wrong date of the reading! But I guess it was the one that He wanted me to read.
The Lord does this quite often, sending me voices from times past. A couple of times they’ve called out to me from bookshelves in a store or of my own, to pick them up so that they may speak to me.
In times as such, I always feel comforted and strengthened, as I remember the multitudes that have gone before me, walking the same path I now walk with the Lord, and suddenly, I don’t feel so alone anymore.
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