Morning, September 13, edited from Spurgeon’s Morning and Evening

“Passing through the valley of Baca they make it a spring; The early rain also covers it with blessings.”  — Psalm 84:6

This teaches us that the comfort obtained by one may often prove of use to another; just as wells would be used by the group who came after. We read a book full of comfort, which is like Jonathan’s rod, dropping with honey. Aha! We think our brother has been here before us, and dug this well for us as well as for himself. Many writings like a “Night of Weeping,” “Midnight Harmonies,” an “Eternal Day,” “A Crook in the Lot,” a “Comfort for Mourners,” have been a well dug by a pilgrim for himself, but has proved quite as useful to others. Especially we notice this in the Psalms, such as that beginning, “Why are You cast down, O my soul?” Travelers have been delighted to see the footprint of man on a barren shore, and we love to see the waymarks of pilgrims while passing through the valley of tears.

The pilgrims dig the well, but, strange enough, it fills from the top instead of the bottom. We use the agencies of grace, but the blessing does not spring from those agencies. We dig a well, but heaven fills it with rain. The horse is prepared against the day of battle, but safety is of the Lord. The activities are connected with the end, but they do not of themselves produce it. See here the rain fills the pools, so that the wells become useful as reservoirs for the water; our labor is not lost, but it does not supersede divine help.

Grace may well be compared to rain for its purity, for its refreshing and lifegiving influence, for its unique descent from above, and for the sovereignty with which it is given or withheld. May our readers have showers of blessing, and may the wells they have dug be filled with water! Oh, what are methods and rules without the smile of heaven! They are as clouds without rain, and pools without water. O God of love, open the windows of heaven and pour us out a blessing!