Monday, December 3, 2018

The Great Winter King

Thou hast made summer and winter.
Psalm 74:17

"Winter in the soul is by no means a comfortable season, and if it be upon thee just now it will be very painful to thee: but there is this comfort, namely, that the Lord makes it.


*He sends the sharp blasts of adversity to nip the buds of expectation:
*He scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes over the once verdant meadows of our joy: He casteth forth His ice like morsels freezing the streams of our delight. 

*He is the great Winter King, and rules in the realms of frost, and therefore thou canst not murmur. -- Frosts kill noxious insects, and put a bound to raging diseases; -- they break up the clods, and sweeten the soul.

O that such good results would always follow our winters of affliction!"
Charles Spurgeon