06 October 2013


Your weekly dose of Spurgeon
The PyroManiacs devote some space each weekend to highlights from the lifetime of works from the Prince of Preachers, Charles Haddon Spurgeon.  The following excerpt is from The Sword and the Trowel, March, 1898, Pilgrim Publications.
If you know anything of the work of God’s grace in your own heart, you will frequently have to pray, “O Lord, revive Thy work.” 

Today you are full of faith, tomorrow you may be full of doubts. One day you can sing like an angel, the next day your throat is dry, and not a note rises from your soul. One day you stand on Pisgah’s summit, and another day the dens of the leopards are your dreary habitation.

You are at times full of zeal, and then nothing is too hard for you; you feel that you could give your body to be burned, if it were necessary, to magnify His name.

But, alas! perhaps there comes a long season of backsliding, and your soul grows cold and dead; joy flies away, lukewarmness comes and cools your ardour, all your happiness departs, and your fervour becomes quenched in a frost of cold insensibility.

You often need to be revived; nay, more than that, you know that the text may be read, as it is in the Hebrew, “O Lord, preserve Thy work;” for there are times when, not only does the work want reviving, but it seems as if it were almost gone out, and it must be rekindled and preserved.

Blessed be God, if any of you need reviving, you have the promise that you shall have it, if you seek it with diligence. “A bruised reed shall He not break, and smoking flax shall He not quench.”

He carefully takes the flax, and blows it with His own sweet breath; and when one spark appears, He gently bloweth it until there is another, and at last the flame becomes bright, and strong, and mighty.

So may it be with each of us in our own hearts, in the hidden man, of the soul!

No comments: