He will chide sometimes, or He would not be a wise Father for such poor, erring children as we are. His chiding is very painful to those who are true, because they feel how sadly they deserve it and how wrong it is on their part to grieve Him. We know what this chiding means, and we bow before the LORD, mourning that we should cause Him to be angry with us. But what a comfort we find in these lines! "Not always" will He chide. If we repent and turn to Him with hearts broken for sin and broken from sin, He will smile upon us at once. It is no pleasure to Him to turn a frowning face toward those whom He loves with all His heart: it is His joy that our joy should be full. Come, let us seek His face. -Charles Spurgeon
My soul thirsteth to drink deep of the cup which is reserved for those who reach the mountain's brow, and bathe their brows in heaven. How pure are the dews of the hills, how fresh is the mountain air, how rich the fare of the dwellers aloft, whose windows look into the New Jerusalem! Many saints are content to live like men in coal mines, who see not the sun; they eat dust like the serpent when they might taste the ambrosial meat of angels; they are content to wear the miner's garb when they might put on king's robes; tears mar their faces when they might anoint them with celestial oil. -Charles Spurgeon
It was with a tinge of mercy that Spurgeon once commented that he didn't begrudge working people a holiday in the form of Christmas; he seemed to think they could use the rest, and no better way, celebrating the Lord and their own familiars.
On Thanksgiving 2020, let us celebrate and enjoy each other, and count some of our blessings. Here's the rub though, we'll miss a few--not that we're not grateful, but neigh, friends, so abundantly blessed that we can't simply count-off all our blessings from memory. There will be blessings large and small that we miss, that we took for granted, probably something from each and every day of the year.
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The God of All Consolation
Is Still In Charge of All;
We Are All In His Merciful Hands.
Happy Thanksgiving!
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