Showing posts with label Meditation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Meditation. Show all posts

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Meditation


The following is from Spurgeon’s sermon,
"A Sermon from a Rush"

Isaac walked in the fields at evening time to meditate.

I commend him for his occupation.   Meditation is
exceedingly profitable to the mind. If we talked less,
read less, and meditated more, we would be wiser men.

I commend him for the season which he chose for that
occupation-  at evening time. When the business of the
day was over, and the general stillness of nature was
in harmony with the quiet of his soul.

I also commend him for the place which he selected-
the wide expanse of nature -- the field.

Wise men can readily find a thousand subjects
for contemplation abroad in the open country.
When a man walks in the fields, having the Lord in
his heart, and his whole mental faculties directed
towards heavenly things, all things aid him in his
pleasing occupation.

If we look above to sun, moon, and stars, all these
remind us of the grandeur of God, and make us ask
ourselves, "What is man, that the Lord should be
mindful of him, or the son of man, that Jehovah
should visit him?"

If we look below, the green meadows, or golden
cornfields, all proclaim divine care and bounty.
There is not a bird that sings, nor a grasshopper
that chirps in the grass, which does not urge us
to praise and magnify the name of the Most High.
While the plants, from the hyssop on the wall to
the cedar which spreads its boughs so gloriously
on Lebanon, exhibit to observant eyes the wisdom
of the great Creator of all things.

The murmuring brook talks to the listening ear in
hallowed whispers of him whose cloudy throne
supplies its stream. And the air, as it sighs amid the
trees, tells in mysterious accents of the great unseen,
but overactive Spirit of the living God.


Friday, July 10, 2015

Meditation

Meditation 

Octavius Winslow, "Gracious Surprisals" 


"My heart grew hot within me, and as I
meditated, the fire burned..." Psalm 39:3

That is, while I was retracing all the way the
Lord had led me; while I was meditating upon
the fullness and preciousness of His Word;
and while I was musing upon the great love
with which He had loved me, the fire in my
soul was enkindled.

There are few more powerful aids to growth in
grace, to progress in sanctification of heart,
and humbleness of mind, than devout meditation.

"Isaac went out to meditate in the field at evening."

"I meditate on You in the night watches."

Cultivate, my reader, this holy and useful habit.

In a world of incessant action, and in an age
of restless excitement, we have great need to
imitate these holy examples, and to retire to
the "calm retreat, the silent shade," and there
abandon ourselves to devout meditation upon
Divine, heavenly, and eternal things.