Evening and Morning
By Charles Haddon Spurgeon
March 10
MORNING
ÒIn my
prosperity I said I shall never be moved.Ó — Psalm 30:6
ÒMoab is settled on his lees, he hath not been emptied
from vessel to vessel.Ó Give a man wealth; let his ships bring home continually
rich freights; let the winds and waves appear to be his servants to bear his
vessels across the bosom of the mighty deep; let his lands yield abundantly:
let the weather be propitious to his crops; let uninterrupted success attend
him; let him stand among men as a successful merchant; let him enjoy continued
health; allow him with braced nerve and brilliant eye to march through the
world, and live happily; give him the buoyant spirit; let him have the song
perpetually on his lips; let his eye be ever sparkling with joy — and the
natural consequence of such an easy state to any man, let him be the best
Christian who ever breathed, will be presumption; even David said, ÒI shall
never be moved;Ó and we are not better than David, nor half so good. Brother,
beware of the smooth places of the way; if you are treading them, or if the way
be rough, thank God for it. If God should always rock
us in the cradle of prosperity; if we were always dandled on the knees of
fortune; if we had not some stain on the alabaster pillar; if there were not a
few clouds in the sky; if we had not some bitter drops in the wine of this
life, we should become intoxicated with pleasure, we should dream Òwe stand;Ó
and stand we should, but it would be upon a pinnacle; like the man asleep upon
the mast, each moment we should be in jeopardy. We bless God, then, for our
afflictions; we thank Him for our changes; we extol His name for losses of
property; for we feel that had He not chastened us thus, we might have become
too secure. Continued worldly prosperity is a fiery trial.
ÒAfflictions, though they seem severe,
In mercy oft are sent.Ó
EVENING
ÒMan . . . is of
few days, and full of trouble.Ó — Job 14:1
It may be of great service to us, before we fall
asleep, to remember this mournful fact, for it may lead us to set loose by
earthly things. There is nothing very pleasant in the recollection that we are
not above the shafts of adversity, but it may humble us and prevent our
boasting like the Psalmist in our morningÕs portion. ÒMy mountain standeth firm: I shall never be moved.Ó It may stay us from
taking too deep root in this soil from which we are so soon to be transplanted
into the heavenly garden. Let us recollect the frail tenure upon which we hold
our temporal mercies. If we would remember that all the trees of earth are
marked for the woodmanÕs axe, we should not be so ready to build our nests in
them. We should love, but we should love with the love which expects death, and
which reckons upon separations. Our dear relations are but loaned to us, and
the hour when we must return them to the lenderÕs hand may be even at the door.
The like is certainly true of our worldly goods. Do not riches take to
themselves wings and fly away? Our health is equally precarious. Frail flowers
of the field, we must not reckon upon blooming for ever.
There is a time appointed for weakness and sickness, when we shall have to
glorify God by suffering, and not by earnest activity. There is no single point
in which we can hope to escape from the sharp arrows of affliction; out of our
few days there is not one secure from sorrow. ManÕs life is a cask full of
bitter wine; he who looks for joy in it had better seek for honey in an ocean
of brine. Beloved reader, set not your affections upon things of earth: but
seek those things which are above, for here the moth devoureth,
and the thief breaketh through, but there all joys
are perpetual and eternal. The path of trouble is the way home. Lord, make this
thought a pillow for many a weary head!