already been in existence for hun dreds of years). When it was emp tied, tragically the dry reservoir bot tom cracked and deteriorated: ce ment only forced it further apart, and the project had to be scrapped, with the Segovian reservoir now left in ruins. It can happen in our own lives. When we come to know the Lord Jesus Christ as Saviour, He gives us the fullness of His Spirit. But sometimes, we quench the Spir it; sometimes we turn Him aside, not listening to His voice, our media tions of heart are not on Him. This is where the problem and the danger come in. Our hearts are empty and dry. Oh Lord, may the words of my mouth be in accordance with that which I say in my heart. So often when we pray or when we talk, it’s because we are concerned about oth ers and what they will think. Fre quently we receive mail from people who say, “I am afraid to pray in church because I don’t know how to talk to God out loud.” Basically, what they’re saying is, “I am so proud that I don’t want people to think little of me in case I get my words all twisted up.” Listen, what the Psalmist is talking about is that if the meditations of your heart are correct, the words of your mouth can’t but exactly coincide. After all, the only One we have to please is the Lord Himself. The reason why we want to please Him is because He is our strength, a word coming origin ally from “rock,” the One on Whom our lives are safely anchored. There are a lot of things to which people are attaching their lives today: money, possessions, social standing, political prominence, and on down the list. All of these, however, will come to naught, for only the Lord can be man’s Strength, Rock, Refuge, and Redeemer in the storms of life. Are you solidly anchored to Jesus Christ? God grant that it may be so. * * * Men may make riches; however, riches will never make a man.
ONE DAY A T A T IM E One day at a time, with its failures and fears. With its hurts and mistakes, with its weakness and tears. With its portion of pain and its bur den of care; One day at a time we must meet and must bear. One day at a time to be patient.and strong; To be calm under trial and sweet under wrong; Then its toiling shall pass and its sor row shall cease; It shall darken and die, and the night shall bring peace. One day at a time— but the day is so long. And the heart is not brave, and the soul is not strong, 0 compassionate Christ, be Thou near all the way; Give courage and patience and strength for the day. Swift cometh His answer, so clear and so sweet, "Yea, I will be with thee, thy trou bles to meet; 1 will not forget thee, nor fail thee, nor grieve; I will not forsake thee; I never will leave." Not yesterday's load we are called on to bear. Nor the morrow's uncertain and shadowy care; Why should we look forward or back with dismay? Our needs, as our mercies, are but for the day. One day at a time, and the day is His day; He hath numbered its hours, though they haste or delay. His grace is sufficient; we walk not alone; As the day, so the strength, that He giveth His own. — Annie Johnson Flint
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