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October
12
"I
will meditate in thy precepts."--Psalm 119:15
There are times when solitude is better than society, and silence is
wiser than speech. We should be better Christians if we were more alone,
waiting upon God, and gathering through meditation on his Word spiritual
strength for labour in his service. We ought to muse upon the things of God,
because we thus get the real nutriment out of them. Truth is something like the
cluster of the vine: if we would have wine from it, we must bruise it; we must
press and squeeze it many times. The bruiser's feet must come down joyfully
upon the bunches, or else the juice will not flow; and they must well tread the
grapes, or else much of the precious liquid will be wasted. So we must, by
meditation, tread the clusters of truth, if we would get the wine of
consolation therefrom. Our bodies are not supported by merely taking food into
the mouth, but the process which really supplies the muscle, and the nerve, and
the sinew, and the bone, is the process of digestion. It is by digestion that
the outward food becomes assimilated with the inner life. Our souls are not
nourished merely by listening awhile to this, and then to that, and then to the
other part of divine truth. Hearing, reading, marking, and learning, all
require inwardly digesting to complete their usefulness, and the inward
digesting of the truth lies for the most part in meditating upon it. Why is it
that some Christians, although they hear many sermons, make but slow advances
in the divine life? Because they neglect their closets, and do not thoughtfully
meditate on God's Word. They love the wheat, but they do not grind it; they
would have the corn, but they will not go forth into the fields to gather it;
the fruit hangs upon the tree, but they will not pluck it; the water flows at
their feet, but they will not stoop to drink it. From such folly deliver us, O
Lord, and be this our resolve this morning, "I will meditate in thy
precepts."