Category Archives: Thoughts for the quiet hour

November 24 Thoughts for the quiet hour

Singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord

Col. 3:16

Remember your life is to be a singing life. This world is God’s grand cathedral for you. You are to be one of God’s choristers, and there is to be a continual eucharistic sacrifice of praise and thanksgiving going up from your heart, with which God shall be continually well pleased. And there should be not only the offering of the lips, but the surrender of the life with joy. Yes, with joy, and not with constraint. Every faculty of our nature should be presented to Him in gladsome service, for the Lord Jehovah is my song as well as my strength.

W. Hay Aitken[1]

 

[1] Hardman, S. G., & Moody, D. L. (1997). Thoughts for the quiet hour. Willow Grove, PA: Woodlawn Electronic Publishing.

November 23 Thoughts for the quiet hour

Faithful is he that calleth you, who also will do it

1 Thess. 5:24

Earthly faithfulness is possible only by the reception of heavenly gifts. As surely as every leaf that grows is mainly water that the plant has got from the clouds, and carbon that it has got out of the atmosphere, so surely will all our good be mainly drawn from Heaven and Heaven’s gifts. As certainly as every lump of coal that you put upon your fire contains in itself sunbeams that have been locked up for all these millenniums that have passed since it waved green in the forest, so certainly does every good deed embody in itself gifts from above. And no man is pure except by impartation; and every good thing and every perfect thing cometh from the Father of lights.

Alexander Maclaren[1]

 

[1] Hardman, S. G., & Moody, D. L. (1997). Thoughts for the quiet hour. Willow Grove, PA: Woodlawn Electronic Publishing.

November 22 Thoughts for the quiet hour

Whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth

Heb. 12:6

We should ever bear in mind that the discipline of our heavenly Father’s hand is to be interpreted in the light of our Father’s countenance; and the deep mysteries of His moral government to be contemplated through the medium of His tender love.

Selected[1]

 

[1] Hardman, S. G., & Moody, D. L. (1997). Thoughts for the quiet hour. Willow Grove, PA: Woodlawn Electronic Publishing.

November 21 Thoughts for the quiet hour

I … heard behind me a great voice, as of a trumpet, saying … Write

Rev. 1:10, 11

It is very sweet to note that a voice from Heaven said to John, “Write.” Does not that voice come to us? Are there not those who would taste the joys of Heaven if we wrote them words of forgiveness and affection? Are there not others who would dry their tears if we would remind them of past joys, when we were poor as they are now? Nay, could not some, who read these plain words, place inside the envelope something bearing their signature which would make the widow’s heart dance for joy?

What is our pen doing? Is it adding joy to other men’s lives? If so, then angels may tune their harps when we sit at our desk. They are sent to minister to the heirs of salvation, and would be glad to look upon our pen as writing music for them to sing, because what we write makes their client’s joy to be full.

Thomas Champness[1]

 

[1] Hardman, S. G., & Moody, D. L. (1997). Thoughts for the quiet hour. Willow Grove, PA: Woodlawn Electronic Publishing.

November 20 Thoughts for the quiet hour

In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world

John 16:33

Tribulation is God’s threshing—not to destroy us, but to get what is good, heavenly, and spiritual in us separated from what is wrong, earthly, and fleshly. Nothing less than blows of pain will do this. The evil clings so to the good, the golden wheat of goodness in us is so wrapped up in the strong chaff of the old life that only the heavy flail of suffering can produce the separation.

  1. R. Miller[1]

 

[1] Hardman, S. G., & Moody, D. L. (1997). Thoughts for the quiet hour. Willow Grove, PA: Woodlawn Electronic Publishing.

November 19 Thoughts for the quiet hour

They shall rejoice, and shall see the plummet in the hand of Zerubbabel

Zech. 4:10

It is joy to the Christian to know that the plummet is now in the hands of our great Zerubbabel, and that when He comes forth, the world’s misrule shall be over. The false standards and false estimates of men shall be swept away. The standards of “expediency,” of “conscience,” of “every man thinking as he likes, if he is only sincere”—these, and all similar refuges of lies shall be like a spider’s web. The measure of all things will be Christ, and Christ the Measurer of all things.

How everything will be reversed! What a turning upside down of all that now exists!

Blessed day, and longed for—the world’s great jubilee, the earth’s long-looked-for Sabbath, groaning creation’s joy, and nature’s calm repose! Who would not cry, “Come, Lord Jesus, and end this troubled dream! Shatter the shadows of the long, dark night of sin and sorrow, sighing and tears, despair and death!”

F. Whitfield[1]

 

[1] Hardman, S. G., & Moody, D. L. (1997). Thoughts for the quiet hour. Willow Grove, PA: Woodlawn Electronic Publishing.

November 18 Thoughts for the quiet hour

He which stablisheth us … in Christ, and hath anointed us, is God; who hath also sealed us, and given the earnest of the Spirit in our hearts

2 Cor. 1:21, 22

When a Christian is “sealed” by the Holy Ghost, “sealed” as the property of his Master, there will be no need to ask, “Whose image and superscription is this?” upon the “sealed” one. The King’s, of course. Anyone can see the image.

Of what use is a “seal” if it cannot be seen?

Is the King’s image visibly, permanently, stamped upon us? It is on every Spirit-filled, “sealed” believer.

John McNeil[1]

 

[1] Hardman, S. G., & Moody, D. L. (1997). Thoughts for the quiet hour. Willow Grove, PA: Woodlawn Electronic Publishing.

November 17 Thoughts for the quiet hour

Who is my neighbor

Luke 10:29

“Who is thy neighbor?” It is the sufferer, wherever, whoever, whatsoever he be. Wherever thou hearest the cry of distress, wherever thou seest anyone brought across thy path by the chances and changes of life (that is, by the providence of God), whom it is in thy power to help—he, stranger or enemy though he be—he is thy neighbor.

A. P. Stanley[1]

 

[1] Hardman, S. G., & Moody, D. L. (1997). Thoughts for the quiet hour. Willow Grove, PA: Woodlawn Electronic Publishing.

November 16 Thoughts for the quiet hour

Not I, but Christ liveth in me

Gal. 2:20

The wonder of the life in Jesus is this—and you will find it so, and you have found it so, if you have ever taken your New Testament and tried to make it the rule of your daily life: that there is not a single action that you are called upon to do of which you need be—of which you will be—in any serious doubt for ten minutes as to what Jesus Christ, if He were here, (Jesus Christ being here) would have you do under those circumstances and with the material upon which you are called to act. The soul that takes in Jesus’ word, the soul that through the words of Jesus enters into the very person of Jesus, the soul that knows Him as its daily presence and its daily law—it never hesitates.

Phillips Brooks[1]

 

[1] Hardman, S. G., & Moody, D. L. (1997). Thoughts for the quiet hour. Willow Grove, PA: Woodlawn Electronic Publishing.

November 15 Thoughts for the quiet hour

He hath said

Heb. 13:5

If we can only grasp these words of faith, we have an all-conquering weapon in our hand. What doubt is there that will not be slain by this two-edged sword? What fear is there which shall not fall smitten with a deadly wound before this arrow from the bow of God’s covenant? “He hath said!” Yes; whether for delight in our quietude, or for strength in our conflict, “He hath said!” must be our daily resort.

Since “He hath said” is the source of all wisdom, and the fountain of all comfort, let it dwell in you richly, as “a well of water, springing up unto everlasting life.” So shall you grow healthy, strong, and happy, in the divine life.

Spurgeon[1]

 

[1] Hardman, S. G., & Moody, D. L. (1997). Thoughts for the quiet hour. Willow Grove, PA: Woodlawn Electronic Publishing.