It is God Who Multiplies Our Sorrows
From the venerable Matthew Henry:
It is God that multiplies our sorrows…. God, as a righteous Judge, does it, which ought to silence us under all our sorrows; as many as they are, we have deserved them all, and more: nay, God, as a tender Father, does it for our necessary correction, that we may be humbled for sin, and weaned from the world by all our sorrows; and the good we get by them, with the comfort we have under them, will abundantly balance our sorrows, how greatly soever they are multiplied.
Matthew Henry is One of My Favorites
Well, I know I haven’t blogged much, and this is much to your advantage. I’d rather not darken your counsels with idle words. So, I suppose when I *may* have something useful to say, I’ll post, as opposed to when I “have” to merely say something. On to the subject at hand, though.
Albeit the whipping boy of many modern ‘Reformed’ folk (erroneously so), Matthew Henry is such a joy and treasure to read. The Lord was goo
Broken Sinner’s Prayer
O Lord, leave me not in my despondency,
But move me to dependency in Thy Righteousness alone,
My Hope, the Lord Jesus Christ.
I cannot bear to think too long on my sins against Thee.
They are too much for my feeble soul to handle.
“Rebuke me not in Thine anger,” I pray with the Psalmist,
Nor “chasten me in Thy hot displeasure.”
I know my sins, O Lord, and they are ever before me.
I am weighed down by humanity as I consider the heights, depths,
And breadth to which I have sinnedg against Thee.
Forgive me, O Holy and Righteous God of Jacob,
Who persevereth with Thy people despite themse
On Griping About Work
It is a natural tendency of man to complain about effort exertion. It seems that in this day and age, however, it is glorified, exalted, and expected for a man to complain about the drudgery of work and the lack of “free time.” I know that I have been quite guilty of this sentiment in an unrighteous way many times. Consider, then, this pithy saying from the venerable Matthew Henry:
Observe here, [1.] That labour is our duty, which we must faithfully perform; we are bound to work, not as creatures only, but as criminals; it is part of our sentence, which idleness daringly defies. [2.] That uneasiness and weariness with labour are our just puni