[Faith-talk] A devotion for today, Oct 12

[Poppa Bear]

Hello friends, am just sharing a devotion from my morning readings that
moved me and I hope that it can move some others on the list to consider the
truths of God. Morning by Evening by Charles, H Spurgeon, 10/12/AM

"I will meditate in Thy precepts."-Psalm 119:15

There are times when solitude is better than society, and silence is wiser
than speech. We should be better Christians if we were more alone, waiting
upon God, and gathering through meditation on His Word spiritual strength
for labour in His service. We ought to muse upon the things of God, because
we thus get the real nutriment out of them. Truth is something like the
cluster of the vine: if we would have wine from it, we must bruise it; we
must press and squeeze it many times. The bruiser's feet must come down
joyfully upon the bunches, or else the juice will not flow; and they must
well tread the grapes, or else much of the precious liquid will be wasted.
So we must, by meditation, tread the clusters of truth, if we would get the
wine of consolation therefrom. Our bodies are not supported by merely taking
food into the mouth, but the process which really supplies the muscle, and
the nerve, and the sinew, and the bone, is the process of digestion. It is
by digestion that the outward food becomes assimilated with the inner life.
Our souls are not nourished merely by listening awhile to this, and then to
that, and then to the other part of divine truth. Hearing, reading, marking,
and learning, all require inwardly digesting to complete their usefulness,
and the inward digesting of the truth lies for the most part in meditating
upon it. Why is it that some Christians, although they hear many sermons,
make but slow advances in the divine life? Because they neglect their
closets, and do not thoughtfully meditate on God's Word. They love the
wheat, but they do not grind it; they would have the corn, but they will not
go forth into the fields to gather it; the fruit hangs upon the tree, but
they will not pluck it; the water flows at their feet, but they will not
stoop to drink it. From such folly deliver us, O Lord, and be this our
resolve this morning, "I will meditate in Thy precepts."