with C. H. Spurgeon from his book Morning and Evening.

January 24

“Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler” — Psalm 91:3

God delivers His people from the snare of the fowler in two senses. From, and out of. First, He delivers them from the snare — does not let them enter it; and secondly, if they should be caught therein, He delivers them out of it. The first promise is the most precious to some; the second is the best to others.

“He shall deliver thee from the snare.” How? Trouble is often the means whereby God delivers us. God knows that our backsliding will soon end in our destruction, and He in mercy sends the rod. We say, “Lord, why is this?” not knowing that our trouble has been the means of delivering us from far greater evil. Many have been thus saved from ruin by their sorrows and their crosses; these have frightened the birds from the net. At other times, God keeps His people from the snare of the fowler by giving them great spiritual strength, so that when they are tempted to do evil they say, “How can I do this great wickedness, and sin against God?” But what a blessed thing it is that if the believer shall, in an evil hour, come into the net, yet God will bring him out of it! O backslider, be cast down, but do not despair. Wanderer though thou hast been, hear what thy Redeemer saith –“Return, O backsliding children; I will have mercy upon you.” But you say you cannot return for you are a captive. Then listen to the promise — “Surely He shall deliver thee out of the snare of the fowler.” Thou shalt yet be brought out of all evil into which thou hast fallen, and though thou shalt never cease to repent of thy ways, yet He that hath loved thee will not cast thee away, He will receive thee, and give thee joy and gladness, that the bones which He has broken may rejoice. No bird of paradise shall die in the fowler’s net.

Praying for These

ABBA, a new day is before us thank You for deliverance(s) from and out of as You see fit for us this day. I pray for spiritual strength to say “how can I do this wickedness against my GOD who loves me so?”  And if we fail to receive such strength, thank You, HOLY SPIRIT, for teaching and leading and delivering us out of the messes we make. Yet I earnestly pray that we will hid Your Word in our hearts and that it be upon our lips so profoundly that we resist the world, the evil one, and our own flesh to Your Glory. I also come petitioning on behalf of our Praying for These list these very things – protect and deliver them. Protect and deliver our IDOK Troops as well. Thank You, ABBA, that You always hear us and You always answer what is best for us. In JESUS name we come. Amen and amen.

Until Tuesday + + + LORD willing,
Kathie

Letting God Use Me by Sandra Drescher from her book Just Between God & Me.  Zondervan Publishing House – Grand Rapids, MI 1977.

A few years ago, a building near us was condemned because termites had eaten so much wood that it wasn’t safe any more. Later it was torn down because nothing could be done with it. The termites had completely destroyed it.

To think that something as small as a termite could do so much damage! When I think about the vastness of our world and universe, I feel small and insignificant; but the termites taught me a good lesson. Everything I do has some impact, and it’s up to me to determine whether it’s good or bad. If little termites can ruin a big building, I can do something far greater for good, if I’m willing to work at it.

Even if no one else sees it, God will reward fully.

May the Lord God of Israel, under whose wings you have come to take refuge, bless you for it (Ruth 2:12 LB).

Father, help me to think about what good I can do, instead of feeling small and insignificant. Amen.

What an excellent petition to make to ABBA! I am fully amen-ing it. Perhaps you are too.

Praying for These

Until Thursday —

Kathie

You may have noticed I was absent this morning… please forgive me.

And please visit Elaine today. A Flower for You is a message so worth reading.  ‘Blog Land’ as I tend to call it, is ‘home’, a place to gather and be so very blessed. Elaine is one of those ‘residents’ who ministers to us each time she writes.

Until Wednesday —

Kathie