Weekly Spurgeon

From Morning and Evening (it’s an amazing devotional if you haven’t figured that out already!)

“Forsake me not, O Lord.”
– Psalm 38:21

Frequently we pray that God would not forsake us in the hour of trial and temptation, but we too much forget that we have need to use this prayer at all times. There is no moment of our life, however holy, in which we can do without His constant upholding. Whether in light or in darkness, in communion or in temptation, we alike need the prayer, “Forsake me not, O Lord.” “Hold Thou me up, and I shall be safe.” A little child, while learning to walk, always needs the nurse’s aid. The ship left by the pilot drifts at once from her course. We cannot do without continued aid from above; let it then be your prayer to-day, “Forsake me not. Father, forsake not Thy child, lest he fall by the hand of the enemy. Shepherd, forsake not Thy lamb, lest he wander from the safety of the fold. Great Husbandman, forsake not Thy plant, lest it wither and die. ‘Forsake me not, O Lord,’ now; and forsake me not at any moment of my life. Forsake me not in my joys, lest they absorb my heart. Forsake me not in my sorrows, lest I murmur against Thee. Forsake me not in the day of my repentance, lest I lose the hope of pardon, and fall into despair; and forsake me not in the day of my strongest faith, lest faith degenerate into presumption. Forsake me not, for without Thee I am weak, but with Thee I am strong. Forsake me not, for my path is dangerous, and full of snares, and I cannot do without Thy guidance. The hen forsakes not her brood, do Thou then evermore cover me with Thy feathers, and permit me under Thy wings to find my refuge. ‘Be not far from me, O Lord, for trouble is near, for there is none to help.’ ‘Leave me not, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation!'”

“O ever in our cleansed breast,
Bid Thine Eternal Spirit rest;
And make our secret soul to be
A temple pure and worthy Thee.”

There is a River

“You give them drink from the river of your delights.”
– Psalm 36:8b

God’s river is raging. It is not a dead sea of stillness and dullness and boredom. God’s river flows hard and fast throughout my mind, heart, and soul. It is thrilling and exhilarating

God’s river is beautiful. It’s majestic and glorious. It’s crystal clear in the calm spots; I can see the smooth, round rocks at the bottom. Around the tight curves and sharp dips, however, the foams gather against the rocks and sizzle until it pierces my ears.

God’s river is splendid and stern. He called me out of the darkness to drink deep of its goodness. He is the fountain that sets it in motion. He is source from which the raging begins. Yet, his river requires much of me–perfection, and that I cannot keep. Still, his love atones for my sins.

God’s river is more dangerous and frightening than anything my mind can conjure. Some days, like today, I’m scared to death to jump into the river. I know that I’m in the raft with God. He has me buckled in, but following him, drinking from his river, and going all the way back to the fountain when I’m dry is very, very dangerous.

Traveling this dangerous river it’s the most delightful, satisfying, treasure-filled experience I can imagine. The duty of delighting in Jesus as my obsession is difficult. Today, I need to drink deep of his delightful river. I need to stand beneath the fountain and let his rushing, cleansing water flow over my soul and soak me in his grace. I need to rest in those calm, tender spots of mercy where I can see right to the bottom.

“For with you is the fountain of life; in your light do we see light.”
– Psalm 36:9