Lesson of the Frail Flowers of the Field

Man . . . is of few days, and full of trouble. Job 14:1

 

"It may be of great service to us, before we fall asleep, to remember this mournful fact, for it may lead us to set loose by earthly things. 

 

It may stay us from taking too deep root in this soil from which we are so soon to be transplanted into the heavenly garden. 

--Let us recollect the frail tenure upon which we hold our temporal
mercies. 

--If we would remember that all the trees of earth are marked for the woodman's axe, we should not be so ready to build our nests in them.

 

We should love, but we should love with the love which expects death, and which reckons upon separations. 

 

Q: Do not riches take to themselves wings and fly away? 

--Our health is equally precarious.  

Frail flowers of the field, 

we must not reckon upon blooming for ever. 

 

Beloved reader, set not your affections upon things of earth: but seek those things which are above, for here the moth devoureth, and the thief breaketh through, but there all joys are perpetual and eternal.

The path of trouble is the way home. Lord, make this thought a pillow for many a weary head!"

Charles Spurgeon