My way -- Your way

My way -- Your way

(Susannah Spurgeon,
"Free Grace and Dying Love!")

"Make Your way straight before my face." Psalm 5:8

Dear Father, this cry is going up to You this morning, from many a tried and
perplexed soul, who is fearing to "wander in the wilderness, in a pathless
wasteland." Will You graciously bend down Your ear, and listen to their
prayer, and grant the desired direction and guidance?

"Make Your way straight." Dear Lord, it is not that Your ways are ever
crooked or deviating, but that my eyes are bent on seeing pleasant little
bypaths,
where the road is not so rough, or the walking so toilsome--as on the King's
highway! My way looks so enticing, so easy, so agreeable to the flesh. Your
way means self-denial, taking up the cross, and the relinquishment of much
that my carnal heart desires.

Now, dear Lord, hear my cry, "Make Your way straight before my face!" Compel
me, by the power of Your love and Your example--to go in the narrow road!
"Hedge up my way with thorns"--rather than that I should take a step out of
the way which You have laid down for me.

What if, sometimes, there are mists and fogs so thick that I cannot see the
path? 'Tis enough that You hold my hand, and guide me in the darkness; for
walking with You in the gloom--is far sweeter and safer than walking alone
in the sunlight!

Dear Lord, give me grace to trust You wholly, whatever may befall; yielding
myself up to Your leading, and leaning hard on You when "dangers are in the
path." Your way for me has been marked out from all eternity, and it leads
directly to Yourself and home! Help me to keep my eyes fixed on the joy that
is set before me, and deliver me from the very faintest desire to turn
aside, and linger in the flowery meadows which have so often lured the feet
of poor
pilgrims into danger and distress!

Father, You have said, "My ways are not your ways, neither are My thoughts
your thoughts." True, dear Lord; but then You can uplift my thoughts to
Yours,
and exalt my ways until they reach the mountain-top of obedience to Your
blessed will. Work this miracle for me this day, O Lord; use that sweet
compulsion
which will delight my heart, while it directs my steps! Make me to run in
the way of Your commandments, and I shall run gladly, with the blessed
certainty
that I shall reach the goal at last! Have You not given me a monitor within,
which strikes a gentle warning note, when my feet turn but an instant from
the straight way?

But, best of all, dearest Lord, may You Yourself come with me along life's
road, today and every day! Let the abiding of my soul in You be so real and
constant, so true and tender--that I may always be aware of Your sweet
presence, and never take a single step, apart from Your supporting and
delivering
hand!

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This is the best short article on "contentment" that we have seen.

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