The dove came in to him in the evening. Genesis 8:11
It was at the still hour, when
the gates of the day were closing, that with weary wing the dove came
back to the master:
"The dove found no rest out of the ark, and therefore returned to it; --and my soul has learned yet more fully than ever, this day, that there is no satisfaction to be found in earthly things—God alone can give rest to my spirit.
She could not endure to spend a night hovering over the restless
waste, not can I bear to be even for another hour away from Jesus, the
rest of my heart, the home of my spirit. She did not merely alight upon
the roof of the ark, she "came in to him;" even so would my longing
spirit look into
the secret of the Lord,
pierce to the interior of
truth,
enter into that which is within the veil,
and reach to my Beloved.
I note that the dove brought in her
mouth an olive branch plucked off, the memorial of the past day, and a
prophecy of the future. ....Yes, my Lord, I
present Thee my grateful acknowledgments for tender mercies which have
been new every morning and fresh every evening; and now, I pray Thee,
put forth Thy hand and take Thy dove into Thy bosom." Charles Spurgeon
