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Like Palm and Cedar (Spurgeon’s Faith’s Checkbook)

From Charles Spurgeon’s “Faith’s Checkbook”
Like Palm and Cedar
September 17
The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon. (Psalm 92:12)

These trees are not trained and pruned by man: palms and cedars are “trees of the Lord,” and it is by His care that they flourish. Even so it is with the saints of the Lord: they are His own care. These trees are evergreen and are beautiful objects at all seasons of the year. Believers are not sometimes holy and sometimes ungodly: they stand in the beauty of the Lord under all weathers. Everywhere these trees are noteworthy: no one can gaze upon a landscape in which there are either palms or cedars without his attention being fixed upon these royal growths. The followers of Jesus are the observed of all observers: like a city set on a hill, they cannot be hid.
The child of God flourishes like a palm tree, which pushes all its strength upward in one erect column without a single branch. It is a pillar with a glorious capital. It has no growth to the right or to the left but sends all its force heavenward and bears its fruit as near the sky as possible. Lord, fulfill this type in me.
The cedar braves all storms and grows near the eternal snows, the Lord Himself filling it with a sap which keeps its heart warm and its bough strong. Lord, so let it be with me, I pray Thee. Amen.

From the Faith’s Checkbook Mobile Devotional Android app – http://www.LookingUpwardApps.com/fcb

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The Dew of Heaven (Spurgeon’s Faith’s Checkbook)

From Charles Spurgeon’s “Faith’s Checkbook”
The Dew of Heaven
September 13
His heavens shall drop down dew. (Deuteronomy 33:28)

What the dew in the East is to the world of nature, that is the influence of the Spirit in the realm of grace. How greatly do I need it! Without the Spirit of God I am a dry and withered thing. I droop, I fade, I die. How sweetly does this dew refresh me! When once favored with it I feel happy, lively, vigorous, elevated. I want nothing more. The Holy Spirit brings me life and all that life requires. All else without the dew of the Spirit is less than nothing to me: I hear, I read, I pray, I sing, I go to the table of Communion, and I find no blessing there until the Holy Ghost visits me. But when He bedews me, every means of grace is sweet and profitable.
What a promise is this for me! “His heavens shall drop down dew.” I shall be visited with grace. I shall not be left to my natural drought, or to the world’s burning heat, or to the sirocco of satanic temptation. Oh, that l may at this very hour feel the gentle, silent, saturating dew of the Lord! Why should I not! He who has made me to live as the grass lives in the meadow will treat me as He treats the grass; He will refresh me from above. Grass cannot call for dew as I do. Surely, the Lord who visits the unpraying plant will answer to His pleading child.

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Plentiful Refreshment (Spurgeon’s Faith’s Checkbook)

From Charles Spurgeon’s “Faith’s Checkbook”

Plentiful Refreshment
August 29
Their soul shall be as a watered garden. (Jeremiah 31:12)

Oh, to have one’s soul under heavenly cultivation; no longer a wilderness but a garden of the Lord! Enclosed from the waste, walled around by grace, planted by instruction, visited by love, weeded by heavenly discipline, and guarded by divine power, one’s favored soul is prepared to yield fruit unto the Lord.
But a garden may become parched for want of water, and then all its herbs decline and are ready to die. O my soul, how soon would this be the case were the Lord to leave thee! In the East, a garden without water soon ceases to be a garden at all: nothing can come to perfection, grow, or even live. When irrigation is kept up, the result is charming. Oh, to have one’s soul watered by the Holy Spirit uniformly — every part of the garden having its own stream; plentifully — a sufficient refreshment coming to every tree and herb, however thirsty by nature it may be; continually — each hour bringing not only its heat, but its refreshment; wisely — each plant receiving just what it needs. In a garden you can see by the verdure where the water flows, and you can soon perceive when the Spirit of God comes.
O Lord, water me this day and cause me to yield Thee a full reward for Jesus’ sake. Amen.

From the Faith’s Checkbook Mobile Devotional Android app – http://www.LookingUpwardApps.com/fcb

 

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The Gardener…My poem for Sara

After a wonderful night chatting with Sara of http://kyllingsara.wordpress.com/  I promised to post this poem I wrote just to honor her new commitment to Jesus.  It was a poem I wrote way back in the 80’s when I realized that God had indeed been at work changing my heart.  So this is for all my fellow Christian bloggers, but especially for Sara…my new sister-in-Christ.

THE GARDENER

By: Bonita L. Ledzius…copyright 1985

 

The Gardener came into the garden,

Wanting to take its beauty in.

Instead of lovely colors,

The garden was black with sin.

The Gardener looked so sad,

As the garden he began to tend.

How sad it made Him, that the owner

Had brought it to this end.

The weeds of sin had grown

until the plants could get no light,

And the weeds wrapped their vines around them,

Until the plants could no longer fight.

The  flowers’ colors began to wilt,

Until not a single one remained.

All that was left was darkest black,

And a sight filled full of pain.

Finally in an attempt to free the garden,

From its captive sinful weeds,

The owner called in the Gardener,

To plant new kinds of seeds.

The Gardener began his work

By cutting out the sin,

Until at last, through his hard work,

He let the sun shine in.

He pruned, cleared, plowed, and planted anew,

Until at last he found,

That all the colors were coming back,

And beauty was all around.

Christ is that Gardener,

My life His handiwork.

He tends the garden of my heart,

Ridding weeds where ‘ere they lurk.

He gives my life new beauty,

Filled with love, hope, joy and peace.

And with Him as my Gardener,

This beauty will never cease.

A note to Sara…He has began a work in you that will result in even more beauty coming into your heart.  It takes time, but step by step you will see God’s Work in you that will show your love and faith has grown, and the past weeds of hurt, anger and pain have been weeded out.  In their place God will plant the seeds of love, joy, peace, mercy, grace, understanding, forgiveness, and hope, and they will bloom into beautiful flowers in your life.

To others reading this post…if you have not accepted Christ as your Savior, and your life and your heart fill black with sin, anger, hurt, and pain, consider calling in Jesus the Gardener to help you clear those weeds out, and allow him to change your heart, and change your life.

 

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