A day of sunshine

For those of you who don’t know me. I travel a lot to Scotland and try to use the train when possible. Needless to say I have become accustom to Edinburgh Waverly Station as I change or alight at this point. Do you ever do some thing wonderful in your day? I did today. I helped a young blind girl from platform 9 to the main concourse. That’s not much, you may think. Well its not – but I made her so happy as she was about to panic. A little ray of sunshine.


While we are on about sunshine. What about rainbows? A friend sent this. Its just brilliant.

Morning and Evening
A Devotional Series by Charles H. Spurgeon

Morning Devotion
Wednesday, July 11, 2007

"After that ye have suffered awhile, make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, settle you." {#1Pe 5:10}

You have seen the arch of heaven as it spans the plain: glorious are its colours, and rare its hues. It is beautiful, but, alas, it passes away, and lo, it is not. The fair colours give way to the fleecy clouds, and the sky is no longer brilliant with the tints of heaven. It is not established. How can it be? A glorious show made up of transitory sun beams and passing rain drops, how can it abide? The graces of the Christian character must not resemble the rainbow in its transitory beauty, but, on the contrary, must be stablished, settled, abiding. Seek, O believer, that every good thing you have may be an abiding thing. May your character not be a writing upon the sand, but an inscription upon the rock! May your faith be no "baseless fabric of a vision", but may it be builded of material able to endure that awful fire which shall consume the wood, hay, and stubble of the hypocrite. May you be rooted and grounded in love. May your convictions be deep, your love real, your desires earnest. May your whole life be so settled and established, that all the blasts of hell, and all the storms of earth shall never be able to remove you. But notice how this blessing of being "stablished in the faith" is gained. The apostle's words point us to suffering as the means employed—"After that ye have suffered awhile." It is of no use to hope that we shall be well rooted if no rough winds pass over us. Those old gnarlings on the root of the oak tree, and those strange twistings of the branches, all tell of the many storms that have swept over it, and they are also indicators of the depth into which the roots have forced their way. So the Christian is made strong, and firmly rooted by all the trials and storms of life. Shrink not then from the tempestuous winds of trial, but take comfort, believing that by their rough discipline God is fulfilling this benediction to you.




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