Sorrow, God’s Plowshare

“When sorrow comes under the power of Divine grace, it works out a manifold ministry in our lives. Sorrow reveals unknown depths in the soul, and unknown capabilities of experience and service. Gay, trifling people are always shallow, and never suspect the little meannesses in their nature. Sorrow is God’s ploughshare that turns up the …

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God Glorified in Sorrow: From ‘A Song of Sighs’ by Susannah Spurgeon (1/3)

by Susannah Spurgeon, on the death of her husband, C. H. Spurgeon, (Excerpts) Part One – Introduction: A sweet symphony of praise I wrote this ten years ago, on my return from Mentone, that beautiful village on the sea-coast; when with one hand the Lord had smitten me well-near to death, while with the other hand He …

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Strength From the Sorrow – Streams in the Desert, March 11

“Weeping inconsolably beside a grave can never give back love’s banished treasure, nor can any blessing come out of such sadness. Sorrow makes deep scars; it writes its record ineffaceably on the heart which suffers. We really never get over our great griefs; we are never altogether the same after we have passed through them …

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No More Sorrow by Miss Mary Slessor

Published in the Women’s Missionary Magazine [July 1908] Dundee City Archives  http://womenofchristianity.com/no-more-sorrow-by-miss-slessor/  This article recounts the sad scene of the funeral of an African child. Her thoughts on this cause her to meditate on Revelation Chapter 21, Verse 4: We have to start early for the services on Sabbath morning, as we go far over …

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In the Arms of My Father: Thoughts on Psalm Fifty-Five

From my book, Never Ceasing: God’s Faithfulness in Grief My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me. Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me. Psalm 55:4,5 This is not happening… The men from our church placed two stout spruce poles across the …

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