Pilgrim
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Weeks
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There all’s
unsullied
light;
My heart lets in its rays: And heavenly light Makes all things bright Seen in that blissful gaze.
I feel … more than ever that all is vanity, but what is for ever. We all know it, but how foolish all else will seem when we meet the blessed Lord.
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I know I am a poor workman, but I know the hour will come when the only thing worth remembering—save eternal grace and Him who is the source … of it—if memory it can then be called, will be service and labour for Him who has loved us.
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The time will soon come when we shall say of all that has not been Christ in our lives and ways, “That was all lost.”
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Faith should pierce through and see the things that are not seen: things get their true value in another world, and faith when vivid sees them there.
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We shall sorrow at no sacrifice when we meet Him.
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May the Lord graciously raise up labourers in His harvest. My heart is only there when not with Christ in heaven—there where through grace it will ever be. I find all that is not seen ever more, and alone, real. … I cannot conceive of having the heart anywhere else.
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If we live to serve Christ, the sorrow of this world is worth while; but it is not the less sorrow in itself, whatever blessing may cheer us through it.
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Do not faint … for if we really labour we must be more or less in conflict, trial and sorrow; for it is a work of faith, if a labour of love and of patience of hope; because though blessed fruits be by the way, and we may see them ripening, it is the great ingathering is the time of joy. And it is a distinct view and reference to that which gives our work a real, deep, holy character, such as His was, and will prove real in that day. You must labour in sorrow, for it is in the midst of evil, if you would reap in joy; and if we get our corn up into shocks, still it is unprotected out in the field, and we have the watchful care and anxiety till it is housed.
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The new creation’s stainless joy Gleams through the present gloom; That world of bliss without alloy— The
saint’s eternal home.
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Lot saw a well watered plain and a city, and then dwelt in it on the earth, and consequently was in the midst of judgment; while Abraham sought a city out of sight, and he enjoyed the blessing and comfort of God being with him, go where he might.
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Oh, the blessedness! when after all troubles and conflicts are over we shall “awake in his likeness.” Believers, is there nothing in this to quicken your joy in meeting Jesus. Is there nothing in this to throw contempt upon the world and its unmeaning joys?
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May the
Lord’s
love and approbation be the things that govern us, and
not the things
that fade away. Pilgrim Portions - Meditations for the Day of Rest - Selected from the
Writings, Hymns,
Letters, etc., of J. N. Darby SEDIN-Servicio Evangélico |
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