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Untiring delight!
From Spurgeon's book, "Gleanings Among the Sheaves"
Who ever called the 'sea' monotonous? Even to the mariner,
traveling over it as he does, sometimes by the year together,
there is always a freshness in the undulation of the waves,
the whiteness of the foam of the breaker, the curl of the
crested billow, and the frolicsome pursuit of every wave by
its long train of brothers.
Which of us has ever complained that the 'sun' gave us but little
variety? What though at morn he yoke the same steeds and flash
from his car the same golden glory, climb with dull uniformity the
summit of the skies, then drive his chariot downward and bid his
flaming coursers steep their burning fetlocks in the western deep?
Or who among us would complain loathingly of the 'bread' which
we eat, that it palls upon the sense of taste? We eat it today,
tomorrow, the next day; we have eaten it for years which are
passed; still the one unvarying food is served upon the table,
and bread remains the staff of life.
Translate these earthly experiences into heavenly mysteries--
If Christ is your food and your spiritual bread; if Christ is the
sun, your heavenly light; if Christ is the sea of love in which
your passions swim and all your joys are found, it is not possible
that you as Christian men should complain of monotony in Him.
He is "the same yesterday, and today, and forever";
and yet He has the "dew of His youth."
He is like the manna in the golden pot which was always the
same; but He is also like the manna which came down from
heaven every morning new.
He is as the rod of Moses, which was dry and changed not its
shape; but He is also to us as the rod of Aaron, which buds,
and blossoms, and brings forth almonds.
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