Day 19
Go . . . have I not sent you? Judges 6:14
When God sent Gideon it seemed an impossible task
yet because Gideon was obedient it was accomplished.
Lord, if You lead me I will follow and watch to see Your plan unfold.
Not by might, nor by power, but by My Spirit. – God
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
Philippians 4:13
In the evening my wife died.
The next morning I did as I had been commanded.
Ezekiel 24:18
The great God wants our conspicuous crises to be occasions of conspicuous testimony;
our seasons of darkness to be opportunities for the unveiling of the Divine.
He wants duty to shine more resplendently because of the environing shadows.
He wants tribulation only to furbish and burnish our signs.
He wants us to manifest the sweet grace of continuance
amid all the sudden and saddening upheavals of our intensely varied life.
This was the prophet’s triumph.
He made his calamity a witness to the eternal.
He made his very loneliness minister to his God.
He made his very bereavement intensify his calling.
He took up the old task, and in taking it up he glorified it.
“In the evening my wife died. The next morning I did as I had been commanded.”
The evening sorrow will come to all of us:
What shall we be found doing in the morning?
We shall have to dig graves; have burials:
How shall it be with us when the funeral is over?
J. H. Jowett
Make a pulpit of every circumstance.
Springs In The Valley
Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of His might.
Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.
For we wrestle not against flesh and blood,
but against principalities,
against powers,
against the rulers of the darkness of this world,
against spiritual wickedness in high places.
Ephesians 6:10-12
The battles not mine, said little David,
Lord, its thine
I’m in Your favor,
I’m giving it all to You,
I knew not what to do,
I’m so glad You let me see
That You’re really all that I need,
For the battles not mine
I give it to You
Lord its Thine.
Roderick Windham
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