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Forget and Forgive (Spurgeon’s Faith’s Checkbook)

From Charles Spurgeon’s “Faith’s Checkbook”
Forget and Forgive
April 29
Say not thou, I will recompense evil; but wait on the Lord, and he shall save thee. (Proverbs 20:22)

Be not in haste. Let anger cool down. Say nothing and do nothing to avenge yourself. You will be sure to act unwisely if you take up the cudgels and fight your own battles; and, certainly, you will not show the spirit of the Lord Jesus, It is nobler to forgive and let the offense pass. To let an injury rankle in your bosom and to meditate revenge is to keep old wounds open and to make new ones. Better forget and forgive.
Peradventure, you say that you must do something or be a great loser; then do what this morning’s promise advises: “Wait on the Lord, and he shall save thee.” This advice will not cost you money but is worth far more, Be calm and quiet. Wait upon the Lord; tell Him your grievance; spread Rabshakeh’s letter before the Lord, and this of itself will be an ease to your burdened mind. Besides, there is the promise “He shall save thee.” God will find a way of deliverance for you. How He will do it neither you nor I can guess, but do it He will, If the Lord saves you, this will be a deal better than getting into petty quarrels and covering yourself with filth by wrestling with the unclean, Be no more angry. Leave your suit with the Judge of all.

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The Darkness of the Soul

This is a poem of mine that was published in the 2005 Who’s Who in Poetry.  It won an Editor’s Choice Award, and was one of 3 specially featured in the book.  To preface it, I had written it during a week long downpour of rain and storms, which reminded me of how during the worst times in my life how my own soul felt like a storm.  The sunshine that finally calmed those storms is Jesus Christ, who is my Lord and Savior.  Here is the poem.

The Darkness of the Soul


The darkness of the sky

Reflects the inner me,

Beyond the smiling face

Where no one else can see.

With each drop of rain that falls,

With every thundercloud that roars,

The darkness spreads the Earth,

Hiding the sun forevermore.

The aching heart cries out

For freedom and for hope,

But the storms of life

Keep things bound by painful ropes.

I long for the peace

Of a sunny summer day,

Praying that the wind

Will blow storms and pain away.

I want to feel the breeze,

And the warmth of rays of sun,

Clearing out the sadness

And the weeping I have done.

By: Bonita L. Ledzius  Copyright 2005


Posted by on April 12, 2012 in Christianity, My Writing


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