><>...Good evening Dan...><>
Too bad Dan...we were gone most of this day and I did not see this post of yours until just now....so needless to say I missed it.
I trust that you saw it and can clue me in on it when you get the chance.
And here is what Mr. Spurgeon has to say for this evening.
Evening, June 14
"O Lord, to us belongeth confusion of face .. . because we have sinned
against thee. "
- Daniel 9:8
A deep sense and clear sight of sin, its heinousness, and the punishment
which it deserves, should make us lie low before the throne. We have sinned
as Christians. Alas! that it should be so.
Favoured as we have been, we have yet been ungrateful: privileged beyond
most, we have not brought forth fruit in proportion. Who is there, although he
may long have been engaged in the Christian warfare, that will not blush
when he looks back upon the past? As for our days before we were
regenerated, may they be forgiven and forgotten; but since then, though we
have not sinned as before, yet we have sinned against light and against
love-light which has really penetrated our minds, and love in which we have
rejoiced. Oh, the atrocity of the sin of a pardoned soul! An unpardoned
sinner sins cheaply compared with the sin of one of God's own elect ones,
who has had communion with Christ and leaned his head upon Jesus'
bosom.
Look at David! Many will talk of his sin, but I pray you look at his
repentance, and hear his broken bones, as each one of them moans out its
dolorous confession! Mark his tears, as they fall upon the ground, and the
deep sighs with which he accompanies the softened music of his harp! We
have erred: let us, therefore, seek the spirit of penitence. Look, again, at
Peter! We speak much of Peter's denying his Master. Remember, it is
written, "He wept bitterly.
" Have we no denials of our Lord to be lamented with tears? Alas! these sins
of ours, before and after conversion, would consign us to the place of
inextinguishable fire if it were not for the sovereign mercy which has made us
to differ, snatching us like brands from the burning. My soul, bow down
under a sense of thy natural sinfulness, and worship thy God. Admire the
grace which saves thee-the mercy which spares thee-the love which pardons
thee!
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