Evening Devotional by C.H. Spurgeon "Now the hand of the Lord was upon me in the
evening." — Ezk_33:22 In the way of judgment this may be the case, and, if so,
be it mine to consider the reason of such a visitation, and bear the rod and
him that hath appointed it. I am not the only one who is chastened in the night
season; let me cheerfully submit to the affliction, and carefully endeavour to
be profited thereby. But the hand of the Lord may also be felt in another
manner, strengthening the soul and lifting the spirit upward towards eternal
things. O that I may in this sense feel the Lord dealing with me! A sense of
the divine presence and indwelling bears the soul towards heaven as upon the
wings of eagles. At such times we are full to the brim with spiritual joy, and
forget the cares and sorrows of earth; the invisible is near, and the visible
loses its power over us; servant-body waits at the foot of the hill, and the
master-spirit worships upon the summit in the presence of the Lord. O that a
hallowed season of divine communion may be vouchsafed to me this evening! The
Lord knows that I need it very greatly. My graces languish, my corruptions
rage, my faith is weak, my devotion is cold; all these are reasons why his
healing hand should be laid upon me. His hand can cool the heat of my burning
brow, and stay the tumult of my palpitating heart. That glorious right hand
which moulded the world can new-create my mind; the unwearied hand which bears
the earth's huge pillars up can sustain my spirit; the loving hand which
incloses all the saints can cherish me; and the mighty hand which breaketh in
pieces the enemy can subdue my sins. Why should I not feel that hand touching
me this evening? Come, my soul, address thy God with the potent plea, that
Jesus' hands were pierced for thy redemption, and thou shalt surely feel that
same hand upon thee which once touched Daniel and set him upon his knees that
he might see visions of God.
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