Why are ye troubled? And why do thoughts arise in your hearts -Luke 24:38
"Why sayest thou, O Jacob, and speakest O Israel, My way is hid from the Lord, and my judgement is passed over from my God?" The Lord cares for all things, and the meanest creatures share in His universal providence, but His particular providence is over His saints. "The angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear Him." "Precious shall their blood be in His sight." "Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints." "We knw that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them that are the called according to His purpose." Let the fact that, while He is the Savior of all men, He is specially the Savior of those who believe, cheer and comfort you. You are His peculiar care, His regal treasure that He guards as the apple of His eye, and His vineyard over which He watches day and night. "The very hairs on your head are all numbered." Let the thought of His special love to you be a spiritual painkiller, a dear quietus to your woe: "I will never leave you, nor forsake you." God says that as much to you as to any saint of old. "Fear not, I am your shield, and your exceeding great reward." We lose much consolation by the habit of reading His promises for the whole church, instead of taking them directly home to ourselves. Believer, grap the divine word with a personal, appropriating faith. Think that you hear Jesus say, "I have prayed for you that your faith fail not." Think you see Him walking on the waters of your trouble, for He is there and He is saying, "Fear not, it is I; be not afraid." Oh, those sweet words of Christ! May the Holy Ghost make you feel them as spoken to you; forget others for awhile-accept the voice of Jesus as addressed to you, and say, "Jesus whispers consolation; I cannot refuse it; I will sit under His shadow with great delight."
-Charles Spurgeon
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