Our Pilot! 

(Charles Spurgeon, "Multitudinous Thoughts and Sacred Comforts")

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Remember that your way is ordered by a higher power than your will and choice.

The eternal destiny of God has fixed your every footstep. Believe that wisdom, not blind fate, but God's wisdom, has ordained the bounds of your life, and fixed your position and your condition so definitely that no fretfulness of yours can change it for the better.

In the decree of God, all your history is fixed—so as to secure His glory and your soul's profit.

Your present sorrow, is the bitter bud of greater joy.
Your transient loss, secures your ultimate and never ceasing gain.

How I rejoice to believe that the Lord shall choose my inheritance for me!

All things are fixed by my Father's hand—by no arbitrary and stern decree, but by His wise counsel and tender wisdom. He who loved us from before the foundations of the world, has immutably determined all the steps of our pilgrimage!

Why then, should you worry yourself?

There is a hand upon the helm which shall steer your vessel safely enough between the rocks, and by the quicksands, and away from the shoals and the headlands, through the mist, and through the darkness—safely to the desired haven!

Our Pilot
never sleeps, and His
hand never relaxes its grasp.

It is a blessed thing, after you have been
muddling and meddling as you ought not to do with the affairs of providence, to leave them alone and cast your burden upon the Lord.

I charge you, therefore, children of God—in
times of dilemma, to roll your burdens upon God, and He will sustain you, and make you to rejoice in beholding His wisdom and His love.

"My times are in Your hands!" Psalm 31:15


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Something to ponder:

Charles Spurgeon: "It is most important for us to learn that the smallest trifles are as much arranged by the God of Providence, as the most momentous events! He who counts the stars, has also numbered the hairs of our heads. Our lives and deaths are predestined—but so, also, are our sitting down and our rising up."