April 23rd, 2021

with a keen appetite for Jesus

Morning
"Wheresoever the carcase is, there will the eagles be gathered together."—Matt, xxiv. 28.

My soul! these are the words of Jesus, none of which should be suffered to fall to the ground. No doubt much instruction is contained in this passage. An eagle is a bird of prey: and Job saith, that the eagle hasteneth to the prey as the swift ships. Job ix. 26. In all birds of prey there is great sagacity, a vast quickness of scent to smell their proper food afar off; and thus natural instinct, added to a rapacious appetite, compel those creatures to fly swift to their prey, and to devour the carcase. Is there nothing in all this that suits thee, my soul? Oh yes: If Jesus hath given thee a real principle of life in himself, which becomes a spiritual quickening from day to day, and from one hour to another, thy hungering and thirsting for Jesus will be as earnest and as importunate as the instinct of nature in those birds for daily food. Pause, my soul, and say—is it so? Dost thou seek after Jesus in his ordinances, in his word, in retirement, in meditation, in prayer, in providences; and, in short, in all the various ways by which thou mayest enjoy him, as a famished bird would hasten to his prey? If Jesus be indeed the one blessed object of thy desire, will not this be manifested by the earnestness of thy desires? Did David long for the waters of Bethlehem when thirsty? Did he declare," that as the hart panteth for the water brooks," so he longed for the enjoyment of God? Here then, my soul, mayest thou learn how to estimate the real standard of thy affections to thy Jesus. Oh for grace to have the soul exercised day and night, and never, never to give over those longings, like pregnant women, until the full desires of the soul in Jesus, and upon Jesus, be fully gratified. Methinks as the eagles gather together unto the carcase, so should believers be found feasting upon Jesus. In Jesus, and his glorious excellencies, every thing is suited to the wants of the believer: his name, his person, his work, his blood, his righteousness; every perfection, every promise, every experience we have had in him in times past, becomes food to the soul. So that the spiritual cravings of the soul, when the soul is in health and strength, like the natural cravings of the bird of prey, act like the same instinct to lead to and to feed upon Jesus. See then, my soul, whether this morning thou art risen with a keen appetite for Jesus. Surely thou hast tasted that the Lord is gracious in times past. And if thou art in health of soul, wilt thou not as much hunger again for this heavenly food, as the body of an healthy man craves for his morning meal? Oh blessed Lord, give me this appetite. Excite an hungering in me for thee. Let it be for thyself; not for thy gifts only, not for thy graces only, sweet as these are; but, blessed Jesus, let it be for thyself. And let this desire be continual: every day, and all the day. And let it be wholly to thee, in all that belongs to thee. I mean, after every thing in Jesus; thy cross, if needful, as well as thy crown; a love to thy precepts, as well as thy promises. And, O let this desire be so insatiable, so earnest, so unceasing, that nothing I have of thee may so satisfy me that I should long no more after thee; but rather provoke my soul's appetite, and tend but to inflame my heart and longings more and more, till, from tasting of thee here below, thou bringest me to the fountain-head of enjoyment above, where my longing eyes and longing soul shall feast upon Jesus and his love for ever and for ever. Amen.

'Poor Man's Morning And Evening Portion' by Robert Hawker
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    contemplative contemplative

Friday Reads



Friday Reads

'The Accidental Life: An Editor's Notes on Writing and Writers' A Memoir by Terry McDonell

'Wolf' A Novel By Jim Harrison

'The Free World: Art And Thought In The Cold War' By Louis Menand

'God In Himself: Scripture, Metaphysics, and the Task of Christian Theology' by Steven J. Duby

'Simply Trinity: The Unmanipulated Father, Son, and Spirit' by Matthew Barrett

'Bavinck: A Critical Biography' by James Eglinton

'Contemplating God with the Great Tradition: Recovering Trinitarian Classical Theism" by Craig A. Carter

'The Poor Man's Morning And Evening Portion' by Robert Hawker

". . .Methinks as the eagles gather together unto the carcase, so should believers be found feasting upon Jesus. In Jesus, and his glorious excellencies, every thing is suited to the wants of the believer: his name, his person, his work, his blood, his righteousness; every perfection, every promise, every experience we have had in him in times past, becomes food to the soul. So that the spiritual cravings of the soul, when the soul is in health and strength, like the natural cravings of the bird of prey, act like the same instinct to lead to and to feed upon Jesus. See then, my soul, whether this morning thou art risen with a keen appetite for Jesus. Surely thou hast tasted that the Lord is gracious in times past. And if thou art in health of soul, wilt thou not as much hunger again for this heavenly food, as the body of an healthy man craves for his morning meal? Oh blessed Lord, give me this appetite. Excite an hungering in me for thee. Let it be for thyself; not for thy gifts only, not for thy graces only, sweet as these are; but, blessed Jesus, let it be for thyself. And let this desire be continual: every day, and all the day. And let it be wholly to thee, in all that belongs to thee. I mean, after every thing in Jesus; thy cross, if needful, as well as thy crown; a love to thy precepts, as well as thy promises. And, O let this desire be so insatiable, so earnest, so unceasing, that nothing I have of thee may so satisfy me that I should long no more after thee; but rather provoke my soul's appetite, and tend but to inflame my heart and longings more and more, till, from tasting of thee here below, thou bringest me to the fountain-head of enjoyment above, where my longing eyes and longing soul shall feast upon Jesus and his love for ever and for ever. Amen." Robert Hawker
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    exhausted exhausted

fly boy

It is 10:15 PM Friday night. It has been a crazy day! Never found the time or presence of mind to write this morning.

I got up this morning around 6:30 AM. Carol was already up messing with her cell phone. This morning Carol volunteered at her church to help make pigs-in-a-blankets to raise money for Youth Activities and Mission Projects.

I spent the morning looking at my books, I filmed a short video for my Youtube site, and wrote in my paper diary. When Carol got home I was ready to take loads of books to the Gateway Center Holland Rescue Mission Store. But before we could leave a friend of Carol's stopped by after she got out of work. Carol and her friend talked for awhile and then Carol and I did our errands. So went the day. We were done with all our errands by 4 o'clock PM and I have spent the evening hours writing in my paper diary, wandering the house, talking to Carol, and reading from a novel titled, 'The Red Lily' by Anatole France. I bought this old novel at the local library used books store a long time ago. Who reads these days the writings of Anatole France?

Carol went to bed early this evening. I was writing in my diary when my wife headed off to bed. It is a blessing having a warm bed in a world being ravished by the COVID-19 plague.

Well I will close to drift till my bedtime. Tomorrow will soon be here. Last night I mainly read till bedtime from a novel titled, 'Wolf' by Jim Harrison. A really fine read during these Plague Years.

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    Tim Hecker 'Virgins'