mornings and money with spurgeon…

On occasion I read from Charles Spurgeon’s book “Mornings and Evenings.” Last sunday I was particularly impressed by his entry, as it was quite appliciable to me and my life at current. I would say the great challenge for me is to truly trust the Lord for my provision and not lean so heavily on the trust of my own ability to make money. The clincher for me was torwards the end of his entry. I highlighted, below, the part I’ve been thinking about a lot lately.

If you’ve ever struggled with wondering how you are going to get by materially, take a moment to read Spurgeon’s thoughts on the matter. May it refresh you as it did me.


Mornings and Evenings by Charles Spurgeon (Morning, Sept 24)

“For I was ashamed to require of the king a band of soldiers and horsemen to help us against the enemy in the way: because we had spoken unto the king, saying, The hand of our God is upon all them for good that seek him; but his power and his wrath is against all them that forsake him.”
Ezra 8:22

A convoy on many accounts would have been desirable for the pilgrim band, but a holy shame-facedness would not allow Ezra to seek one. He feared lest the heathen king should think his professions of faith in God to be mere hypocrisy, or imagine that the God of Israel was not able to preserve his own worshippers. He could not bring his mind to lean on an arm of flesh in a matter so evidently of the Lord, and therefore the caravan set out with no visible protection, guarded by him who is the sword and shield of his people.

It is to be feared that few believers feel this holy jealousy for God; even those who in a measure walk by faith, occasionally mar the lustre of their life by craving aid from man. It is a most blessed thing to have no props and no buttresses, but to stand upright on the Rock of Ages, upheld by the Lord alone. Would any believers seek state endowments for their Church, if they remembered that the Lord is dishonoured by their asking Caesar’s aid? as if the Lord could not supply the needs of his own cause! Should we run so hastily to friends and relations for assistance, if we remembered that the Lord is magnified by our implicit reliance upon his solitary arm? My soul, wait thou only upon God.

“But,” says one, “are not means to be used?” Assuredly they are; but our fault seldom lies in their neglect: far more frequently it springs out of foolishly believing in them instead of believing in God. Few run too far in neglecting the creature’s arm; but very many sin greatly in making too much of it. Learn, dear reader, to glorify the Lord by leaving means untried, if by using them thou wouldst dishonour the name of the Lord.

Baby Pics

Here’s some pics of little Grace Burns. And one fun “contraction” pic. Thank You God for Ryan, my friend Erin & Leslie the uber-midwife. While it wasn’t fun in the “day at an amusement park” way, it was actually kind of fun…except the last 45 min of course. That part was just painful. But it was only 45min. so no big deal (though if you asked DURING those 45 min. it would have been a slightly different response….think i even cussed once or twice which i haven’t done in years). Born 8/30/2006 at 5:24pm.

the solid rock…

The past 10 days of my life have been pretty crazy. Between Asher’s broken arm, Grace’s birth, our flooded basement, my car acting up, almost being crushed by a 200 lb generator, having to buy a 200 lb generator and setting it up in the middle of tropical depression, shattering a glass door with my elbow, ripping out our carpet, watching my wife and son go stir-crazy spending several days trapped in our living room, spilling gas in my basement and fumigating the entire house for 12 hours, stepping on a carpet tac strip with my bare foot, and countless other little things, I have been trying to consciously focus on Jesus and the power of the Gospel to overcome my situations.

As I was sitting at my computer the other day the hymn, “the solid rock” popped into my head. I can’t say I knew all the words at the time, but after reading them I was filled with faith and hope. It has been a great source of comfort for my soul to meditate on these words:

My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus blood and righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus name.

When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.

His oath, His covenant, His blood
Support me in the whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found;
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.

Edward Mote (1797-1874)

Thank God for men like Edward Mote and the bible based, grace filled, faith building hymns they penned. My our generation produce men and women who will again write songs like these.