Morning, January 25, edited from Spurgeon’s Morning and Evening

“I shall make mention of the lovingkindnesses of the Lord, the praises of the Lord, according to all that the Lord has granted us.” — Isaiah 63:7

And cannot you do this? Have you not experienced many mercies? What, even though you are gloomy now, can you forget that happy hour when Jesus met you, and said, “Come to me?” Cannot you remember that ecstatic moment when he snapped your fetters, dashed your chains to the earth, and said, “I came to break your bonds and set you free?” Or if the love of your betrothal has been forgotten, there must surely be some precious milestone along the road of life not quite grown over with moss, on which you can read a happy memorial of his mercy towards you? What, did you never have a sickness like that which you are suffering now, and did he not restore you? Were you never poor before, and did he not supply your needs? Were you never in a difficult situation before, and did he not deliver you? Arise, go to the river of your experience, and pull up a few bulrushes, and weave them into an ark, in where your infant — faith –may float safely on the stream. Do not forget what your God has done for you; turn over the book of your remembrance, and consider the days of old. Do you not remember when you were downcast on the little hill, Mizar? Did the Lord never meet with you on the high mountain, Hermon? Have you never, like Bunyan, climbed the Delectable Mountains, and enjoyed the gardens and orchards, vineyards and fountains of water? Have you never been helped in time of need? Indeed, I know you have. Go back, then, a little way to the special mercies of yesterday, and though all may be dark now, light up the lamps of the past; they shall glitter through the darkness, and you will trust in the Lord until the day breaks and the shadows flee away. “Remember, O LORD, Your compassion and Your loving kindnesses, For they have been from of old.”