Saturday, August 29, 2026

The Ten Virgins

THE TEN VIRGINS
 Rev. Alexander Stewart, D.D.

 “Then shall the kingdom of heaven be likened unto ten virgins, which took their lamps, and went forth to meet the bridegroom,” Matthew 25:1-13

Parable of the 10 virgins from our
Sunday School blog here.
       It is night in an Eastern city; the narrow streets are deserted; sunk in slumber are the inhabitants of the houses, the dark outlines of which can be traced against the sky. From one solitary dwelling only beams a light, faint and flickering. In the chamber whence it emanates a strange group of human beings is gathered together. The apartment is adorned with all the circumstance of Oriental luxury. Upon low divans and sumptuous cushions, carelessly but picturesquely dispersed upon the floor and against the walls, repose a number of female figures, attired, not for sleep, but for the stirring scenes of the feast and the dance. The sleep that blesses in the intervals of intense excitement, when the wearied body undergoes a reaction, and the thought of excitement to come is not sufficient to sustain the exhausted energies—in those moments when, all that could be done having been done, there is nothing left but to wait—has overtaken them. There, as they sat in sprightly conversation, the merry voices hushed and the ringing laugh ended, while the flickering lamp by the side of each casts its dancing light across dark tresses, rich garments and closed eyelids, they slumber and — sleep. 
       Deep silence reigns within and without. The solitary tread of some late wanderer or the bark of the dogs which infest the streets of an Oriental town alone disturb the universal quiet. One hour, and yet another, passes by; midnight is at hand. And now in the distance is heard the faint sound of music, mingled with shouts of joy, and the deep murmur of an approaching multitude. They come nearer, the sounds become more distinguishable, and not to be mistaken. A long line of light is traced through the winding thoroughfares, the glare of torches is cast upon the fantastic buildings. And now the wild cry is raised: “ Behold, the bride- groom cometh; go ye out to meet him.” Within that dwelling all is at once hurry and confusion. Busy feet are rushing to and fro, the work of preparation is completed, answering shouts of jubilance are raised. The chamber where all was recently so still is now a scene of life and bustle. The virgin companions of the bride rouse them- selves from slumber, trim their lamps, and, taking their oil-vessels with them, go out into the night to meet the bridegroom. Small pause is made as they join themselves to the procession. The joyful train sweeps onward. Arrived at the bridegroom’s dwelling, they find all open for their reception; they pass in, and the doors are shut. Useless is it then for any dilatory guest to knock at those gates. A strong guard is placed over them, who will not allow any interruption of the festivities. When the . friends are so numerous and the occasion so impor- tant, itis justly considered that any one by being unready proves himself unworthy of the privileges to which he had been summoned. 
       Such is the scene to which our Lord alludes in the parable before us—a scene very familiar to those, to whom it was originally addressed. Few among them could have failed to have been present at just such a ceremony. And indeed, with that tenacity of custom and observance characteristic of the East, scenes precisely similar in all important particulars are still to be observed and have been described by travelers of the present day. With what force and vividness must this illustration, drawn from their own domestic life and surrounded with the most endearing associations, have fallen upon the ears of our Lord’s disciples. Nor has the interest of it declined with years. Among the similitudes by which Jesus illustrated the different phases of the “kingdom of heaven”—that kingdom whose subjects are the spirits of men, whose laws are summed up in love, which He came to establish upon earth—few are soreplete with solemn warning, tenderly and delicately administered, few have been the subjects of more careful study and more loving contemplation than the parable of the Ten Virgins. 
       The central thought of the parable is the fact that the call of duty comes to some prepared and to others unprepared for its discharge ; and the consequent warning that mere unreadiness will render all other qualifications of no avail and of no value, excluding both from the possibility of performing what is required and from participation in the reward which attends on that performance alone. The duty of all the virgins alike was to accompany the bride and bridegroom to their abode. The wisdom of the wise virgins consisted in their perfect preparedness to do so, the foolishness of the foolish in their unreadiness and want of care. And in order to place in a more striking light the great danger of that sin of presumption and improvidence against which the whole parable is designed as a warning, all other imaginable causes of the final catastrophe are put aside. Only in_one point did the wise and foolish virgins differ, yet upon that one point turned their widely different destiny. A hundred strong links may be in the Chain, but a single weak one renders the whole useless. Unreadiness, neglect, carelessness, trusting that some- thing will happen opportunely, or that some contingency which we fear will never come to pass, instead of being prepared, as far as lies in our power, for every event—such is the sin of which we are here taught to beware. Such is the error, the evil consequences of which are as surely inevitable as it is true that lost opportunities can never be recalled. 
       No doubt in this parable—indeed in all the parables of this chapter—Jesus was primarily refer- ring to the experience through which His disciples and the Church would be called upon to pass—the former when He was taken away from them, the latter when He came again to judge the world in the glory of His Father and of all the holy angels. When He came again would He find faith on the earth ? Would there be the earnest expectation, the looking for the revealing of the power of God? Or would it be as in the days of the Noah, when all went on with most mundane regularity, the mirth and the festival, the marrying and giving in marriage, with no higher outlook, with no thought of the impending doom, until the day when Noah entered into the ark and the period of grace was over? ‘Watch,’ is the Saviour’s admonition— “Watch, therefore ; for ye know neither the day nor the hour wherein the Son of man cometh.” 
       I propose, however, to consider the parable, of which these words form the fitting and impres- sive conclusion, in a much more general way. I take it as a type or symbol of those calls of duty, of those opportunities of good, which we from time to time receive, which we may use or neglect, and which according to our use and neglect of them will be for our happiness or our shame. Christ comes to us with every call of duty, His voice summonses us to work and to endure for Him. If we are ready, we are able to answer the call and to accompany the bridegroom to the marriage; if we are unprepared, He passes on, and the door is for ever shut. It is of no use then to plead our worthiness in other respects, our willingness to perform this duty also, if only we had the present ability ; it is unavailing to point to the preparations we have already made, or to ask for time to perfect them. That constitution of things under which we live is ruled by the inexorable law that reward only attaches to duty done, and that we can only make sure of performing duty by being at all times thoroughly prepared for its discharge. 
       For observe, these virgins were all alike qualified for the task which lay before them. When the foolish virgins came to the door seeking admission the plea was never once advanced that they were in any way unfitted for their office. It was their folly, and that alone, which had excluded them. So there is no man, however naturally depraved, however weighed down with a load of guilt, who is thereby unfitted to become an object of God’s redeeming mercy in Christ. The chief of sinners may be transformed into an angel of light, and he whose hand had wrought only works of darkness may be made willing and strong to do the will of his Father who is in heaven. 
       Again, these virgins were all alike chosen; they were the chosen friends of the bride and bridegroom, selected to bear a special and important part in the nuptial ceremonies. They had no excuse to offer for the non-fulfilment of any duty; they could not evade it on the plea that it was not incumbent upon them. They had an individual responsibility with respect to it; they had been summoned individually and specially to perform it. Not only so, but they had accepted the office entrusted to them voluntarily ; it was no compulsory service. “They went forth to meet the bridegroom.” We are never unbidden guests in God’s presence, we are never unenlisted soldiers in God’s army; if we are there at all we have come at God’s invitation and of our own free will. No duty, therefore, which can present itself is not incumbent upon us; our commission is a general one to do whatever we can for Him. And still less can that special duty to which we have been called, which we have voluntarily undertaken, be excusably laid aside. As it was the virgins’ obvious and natural duty to accompany the bridegroom, so is it ours carefully to do that for which we are peculiarly fitted, to which we feel we have been peculiarly summoned. 
       Further, these virgins were up to a certain point all alike prepared to meet the bridegroom; all were furnished with brightly-burning lamps. They fully comprehended what that duty was which would be required of them; they went forth from their homes with the deliberate purpose of discharging it, and according to their views of its magnitude were not unprovided with the means of doing so— They took ''their lamps” with them. Had the bridegroom come when they expected him, they would all alike have entered in to the marriage. A possible cause of the final exclusion of some is here again laid out of account. They had not committed the gross carelessness of bringing no light whatever with them. They had not even provided themselves insufficiently apart from the consideration of delay. In every point they seemed fully prepared for the efficient performance of everything that was likely to be required of them. So may a Christian man be now fully equal to his duty. His soul cleansed from sin by the purifying blood of Christ, many evil tendencies overcome by the work of the sanctifying Spirit, he may be fully conscious of being called by the Divine voice and upheld by the Divine strength; he may hunger and thirst after some deed to be done for God, some suffering to be undergone for His sake ; he may be preserving his body in purity, and his soul in uprightness; he may be a vessel full of grace, a lamp very brightly burning. Oh, that he might be brought face to face with his task! Oh, that the steps of the bridegroom would hasten, while the firm-set lips betoken resolution and the heart beats with a generous warmth! Oh, that this high hope would never fail and this enthusiasm grow cool no more! 
       But at this point a distinction between the virgins emerges. We learn from a Jewish author that ten lamps or torches was the usual number in a marriage procession, and the selection of ten as the whole number of the virgins is probably thus accounted for; but of these in this instance five, we are told, “were wise, and five were foolish. They that were foolish took their lamps, and took no oil with them; but the wise took oil in their vessels with their lamps.” Some have supposed that by lamps torches are meant or wicks fastened on staves and supplied with oil from the accompanying vessel. This would support the view that the foolish virgins were wholly without faith, that their lamps were never lit, had never really burned. But apart from the consideration that this would alter the whole lesson of the parable, which turns on the distinction not between faith and no faith, but between an enduring and an unenduring faith, that the lamps here mentioned were proper lamps, and that the oil was kept in a separate vessel for future replenishment, not for immediate consumption, is evident from the seventh and eighth verses. There we are told, not that the virgins lighted their lamps, but that they trimmed them, and the foolish virgins complain, not that the lamps could not be lighted, but that they were going out. The lamps had thus been burning all the time the virgins were slumbering, and therefore must have had a store of oil in themselves apart from the oil-vessels which accompanied them. 
       All alike, then, had filled their lamps with oil, but the wise virgins had filled the oil-vessels too. They made provision against delay. Had, then, the thought of delay not occurred to the foolish virgins? It must have done so, but they had evidently not realised it as they ought. Yet the bridegroom came by midnight, and in the East it is not uncommon for him to be detained beyond that time. Had these virgins not been deficient in interest and zeal, they would not have run the risk of exclusion from the festivities for want of a sufficient store of oil, which might have been so easily procured. They were careless— they probably never thought of ascertaining whether they were adequately provided; or they were presumptuous—they thought that, if — required, some one would perhaps be superabundantly supplied; or they were idle—they did not want the trouble of going to those that sold the oil, but chose rather to run the risk of the bridegroom coming upon them unprepared. But whichever of these was the actual cause of the omission, each and all would have been impossible to a more burning zeal, to a more ardent enthusiasm. Had their love to the bride been more intense, had their interest in the proceedings been more real, had their sense of duty been more commanding, they would have anxiously contemplated every possibility and provided against every contingency, as the warrior going into the battle examined every link and every buckle of his armour. As it was, they were ready for present duty, but had not contemplated delay. So there are those who are ready to obey all ordinary requirements, and make all ordinary sacrifices for God and Christ, who in the day of special duty and special trial are found wholly unprepared. They are of those ignoble souls who, if. only they are saved, are willing that it should be as “by fire.” To live as little out of the world and as little opposed to the world’s customs and prescriptions as a Christian can well do, is the life they select for themselves. To have the faintly beating pulse and the nerveless frame of one just recovering from a death-like torpor is their idea of life. Ah, what mean these cold, corpse-like figures with their flickering lamps in the marriage procession? This is the season of high-hearted youth, of warm hearts and jubilant faces, of loud voices and untiring limbs, of lamps flaring out upon the darkness. Will the bridegroom accept that frigid greeting instead of the warm, enthusiastic reception which befits the occasion? Oh, ye who think so to serve God, ye deceive your own souls! The call of duty will oftentimes come to you when you are unequal to it. Great things as well as small are to be done in the world. Never imagine to yourselves limits to the duties for which alone you have to be prepared. Be ready for the greatest, and you will not be wanting for the less ; but if you think only of the least, the greater will overwhelm you in ruin. That which was fatal to the foolish virgins was the delay of the bride- groom. You may have been ready for a duty once, yet have allowed your watchfulness to slacken. Learn to imitate the wise virgins, and, prepared for every contingency, possess your soul in patience. Let not your sword get rusted from inaction, let not your vigilance be lulled into security, let not the oil dwindle; be ready at all times for all things. “This is the point of the parable,” says Calvin, “ that it is not enough to have been once girt up and prepared for duty, unless we endure even unto the end.” Observe, it was not from want of time that no oil was provided—for the bridegroom tarried ; nor was it from excess of occupation—for while he tarried they all slumbered and slept. Even then, at the last hour, that which was requisite might have been procured; and better then than later—when the bridegroom was already approaching, and when, as they actually found themselves compelled to go and buy, they consequently lost the opportunity of participating in the marriage festivities. 
       “They slumbered and slept.” God does not summon us to useless tasks. There was no need that they should watch; all that was required of them was to be ready. The wise virgins slept the sleep of innocence and virtue. They had done all they could ; their duty was patiently to wait, yea, to sleep, that they might not be wearied and sleep-oppressed when called to more active exertion. The foolish slept the sleep of ignorance and carelessness. Who could now distinguish between them? None; until the awaking revealed what they were. “At midnight there was a cry made, Behold, the bridegroom cometh; go ye out to meet him.” The time for action had at length arrived; the pealing summons fell upon waiting ears. “Then all those virgins arose, and trimmed their lamps. And the foolish said unto the wise, Give us of your oil; for our lamps are gone out,” or, as in the Revised Version, “our lamps are going out.” There is here no want of inclination or of willingness; they arise with full purpose of obeying the call; they set about the final preparations necessary, apparently unconscious of the true state of matters, or at least not fully realizing it. Now, when they come to trim their lamps the foolish virgins perceive for the first time the error they have made, but the remedy is apparently easy. Indolence and _ selfishness not infrequently go together. Those who will not think or act for themselves are not unwilling to take advantage of the greater foresight and energy of others. There is as little apprehension as remorse in the calmness of the solicitation, “Give us of your oil; for our lamps are going out.” But the importance of the occasion demands a supply which can only be met by individual prudence. At such a time there is nothing over. With all their wisdom the wise virgins were able to bring no more than sufficed for their own requirements. There is no unkindness or want of generosity in their reply. “Not so; lest there be not enough for us and you”; still less is there mockery in their advice, “but go ye rather to them that sell, and buy for yourselves.” The imprudent must bear the consequences of their imprudence; neglect and sloth are not so easily remedied as they suppose. A present effort, an endeavor hastily to accomplish what should have been long ago and leisurely cared for, is the only alternative. When an extraordinary  duty comes to a man who has only prepared himself for ordinary duties, it may not find him unwilling to attempt it. But he soon discovers his want of strength; he has allowed his opportunities of spiritual sustenance to pass away unimproved. The human assistance, which he at first invokes, is powerless to help him. Each man has his own burden to carry, his own contest to wage. Each man’s strength, even at the best, is barely sufficient for that which devolves upon him. Besides, responsibility is individual; it cannot be shifted from one to another. Are you ready for the calls to be made upon you is the question addressed to each. If, through neglect and sloth, you be not ready, the opportunity for discharging that duty may pass never to return. 
       But when human aid is unavailing, may not Divine aid still be sought? It may. Instead of sinking under despair, or sinfully acquiescing in the passing away of the opportunity, go to them that sell, and buy; in other words, seek, in the appointed means of grace, the aids of God’s Holy Spirit, the supply of the strength which you need. It may be that the call of duty will not have ceased to sound before you are able to answer to it. Too frequently, however, is the fate of these careless ones that of the foolish virgins. “While they went to buy the bridegroom came; and they that were ready went in with him to the marriage: and the door was shut. Afterward came also the other virgins, saying, Lord, Lord, open to us. But he answered and said, Verily, I say unto you, I know you not.” To obtain the requisite grace may require time, and meanwhile the occasion passes by. The virgins went and bought, they came back supplied; there was nothing then to prevent them from fulfilling their office, save that the opportunity had passed. We are not told that they could not buy, that the shops were shut, but simply that it was too late for that time. They never wanted will, now they have strength also, but they cannot recall lost opportunities. Not even the marvelous power of prayer can bring back the chance of discharging duty neglected. 
        In vain they cry at the door, “Lord, Lord, open to us.” With the duty there has also passed away from them position and privilege. The bridegroom knows only as the attendants of the bride those who met him on his way, and conveyed him to his abode. No others have any claim upon him. They only are the true wedding guests who are ready to go in. Absence from whatever cause involves a forfeiture of all rights. They only who have discharged the duty can participate in the reward. It is nothing to have the name or the outward appearance of a Christian, it is by action alone that sincerity is attested and approved. 
        We have thus considered the parable in its more general bearing and in its reference to the thought which underlies it, and we have endeavored to show how every circumstance enforces the warning which it is designed to urge upon men. But there is a special application in the light of which it is, as I have already mentioned, more frequently regarded. It is a solemn thought that there will be a final coming of the Bridegroom when those who lack oil shall go in vain to them that sell. The time for buying will be forever gone. There is a call continually sounding in our ears, with which it is our wisdom to comply. It is the call to participation in the mind and life of Christ, in His life of Sonship toward the Father, and of brotherhood toward men... It is the call to accept the salvation which He offers, which He purchased by His precious blood. Now: may this offer be accepted, now may the living waters be partaken of without money and without price, now has eternal life its abode among men. But He who now comes in mercy will hereafter come in judgment, and they who have pierced Him upon the earth shall look upon Him with despairing eyes. Woe unto those, whose darkened lamps shall then betray them, who come seeking entrance at the shut door, and meet the inexorable reply, “Verily, I say unto you, I know you not”! 
        Let us, brethren, learn to watch and to wait, as well as to struggle and contend, let us sleep in our armor, let us work with the sword girt upon our thigh. Let us have our lamps trimmed and burning and a constant supply of oil to replenish the sinking flame, that when the great cry arises at midnight, “Behold, the bridegroom cometh; go ye out to meet him,” we may obey the call at once and without fear, that when we come to the everlasting doors we may find them open for us, and enter in, invited and willing and ready guests, to celebrate the marriage supper of the Lamb. The gates will not be for ever open, the invitation will not be for ever offered; some, in the full glory of that glorious festival, shall lay aside their flickering lamps in the place where no sun is needed, for the Lord God is the light of it; while others shall hear the distant echoes of the joy and catch faint glimmerings of the light as they wander like wandering stars in the blackness and darkness reserved for them for ever. 

 “Watch, therefore ; for ye know neither the day nor the hour wherein the Son of man cometh,” Note.—Lord Lytton’s Vision of Virgins is a poetical rendering of this parable. A reprint of it, revised by the author, may be found in the New Testament volume of Mr. Garrett Horder’s Poets Bible.

Tuesday, August 25, 2026

The Ploughman As Labourer for The Lord

Drawing of Medieval ploughmen.

       The history of the plow would be a very interesting topic. One of the most instructive departments in the World's Exposition at Paris in 1867 was a collection of the plows of all nations and all times. There you might see the rude implements of Sierra Leone and South Africa, or you might trace the history of the plow from the ancient circle of Egypt to the latest improved plow of England or America. These did not seem to attract as much attention from the crowned heads as the improved rifles and Armstrong guns; yet of how much greater importance is the plow than the mightiest weapon of war that was ever invented! Considering how much the welfare and independence of mankind are dependent on this implement, it is astonishing to notice that the great improvement of the iron plow belongs to America, and dates back only about fifty years from the time of this author.
       It is generally believed that as Nimrod was the father of hunting, and thus invented bows and arrows, and as Jubal was the father of music, and thus invented the pipe and harp, so Noah was the father of farming, and invented better implements for cultivating the soil than were known before his time. He is called in the Bible a ''husbandman,'' or, literally, ''a man of the ground.'' He, doubtless, contrived the plow that was used in Egypt in the time of the Pharaohs, and Egypt furnished the pattern for Boaz.
       From the representations on the tombs at Thebes we may know exactly its construction. Take a slender piece of unhewn timber, about ten or twelve feet long; to this lash, with a piece of leather, a rope, or green withe, a crosspiece sharpened at one end, about five feet in length, this forming an acute angle with the first. The sharpened end constituted the part that tore up the soil; the other end, inclining toward the driver, was the handle. The long part to which the cross-piece was tied was the beam, which extended to the yoke of the cattle. Sometimes a branch of a tree was used, one part of which served as a handle, The long part to which the cross-piece was tied was the beam, which the cross-piece was tied the beam which extended to the yoke of the cattle. Sometimes a branch of a tree was used, one part of which served as a handle, and continuing with a crook, served also for a beam; the other, branching down, formed the plowshare. Perhaps Boaz made some improvement on this, for after his age (1 Samuel 13:20) it is noticed that the sharpened end was pointed and plated with a thin piece of iron, which served for what we now call the plowshare.
       This rude affair, then, was the plow of the Bethlehemite farmer. It was, doubtless, the best he knew of. And such have been the only kind used in Egypt and Palestine from that day to the present. You often see in those countries a farmer going to his work in the morning, or coming home, at night with such a plow on his shoulder. He never leaves it in the field, lest it may be stolen. Of course, with such a rude implement they cannot turn up such broad furrows as we, but only scratch a little on the surface.
       The thin share of the plow of Boaz, in shape like an arrow, so much resembled the short sword used by ancient warriors, that it could with little trouble be converted into that destructive weapon. Hence when Joel with prophetic voice called the nations to battle from the peaceful pursuits of the field, he said, ""Beat your plowshares into swords, and your pruning-hooks into spears.'' And when Isaiah speaks of the universal and lasting peace that is to be brought about by the reign of Christ in the latter days, he reverses the same beautiful image: ''And they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruning-hooks."
       The construction of this plow suggested the proverb used by Christ, (Luke 9:62) "No man having put his hand to the plow, and looking back, is fit for the kingdom of heaven.'' Why not say ''hands?" Had the plow been made like ours, with two handles, it would have been hands; but only one hand was needed, for there was only one handle. As the soil was loose and stony and the light plow merely skimmed over the surface, it was the more necessary for the plowman to keep his eye and his hand constantly at his business, to insure a proper depth and a regular furrow. Hence the force of the allusion to Christian life. The calling of the Christian requires vigilance, singleness of aim, and decision, in soul-culture. The careless plowman gazing about the field is a fit emblem of too many who in the different departments of Christian work profess to be engaged in the Lord's husbandry. A thousand years before Christ, Hesiod, a Greek poet, used language very similar to that of our Lord, though, of course, with a different application. "Let the plowman'' said he, ''attend to his charge and look before him, not turn aside to look on his associates, but make straight furrows, and have his mind attentive on his work.''
       The plow was usually drawn by oxen, though sometimes by a camel and an ass or a heifer. The use of the heifer for plowing is at least as ancient as the time of Samson. (Judges 14:18.) Elijah found Elisha in the field plowing with twelve yoke of oxen. This was not a team of twelve yoke - it would hardly require so many to drag one little Syrian plow - but twelve separate teams, plowing one after the other. Frequently the traveler in Palestine saw six and seven yoke of oxen plowing in the same field at one time. This was partly for mutual protection, but more especially that a sufficient area of land may be plowed in one day. With their slender plows it was necessary to go over the same ground from four to six times before sowing. Often three or four plows follow each other in the same furrow, each going deeper in the soil. Then, too, it was desirable for proper moisture to sow each day the amount of land plowed during that day. (Isaiah 28:24.) This may account for the number of teams in Elisha's field. According to the estimate of a day's plowing in I Sam. 14:14, even twelve yoke could prepare only for sowing in one day six acres.
       The time for plowing was dependent on the early rain, which usually begins about the first of November. As there was no rain for six months previous to that time the ground became dry and baked. The first showers of autumn are anxiously looked for; and as soon as the soil drinks in the rain the farmer is out with his plow. Our prudent farmer, doubtless, allowed no time to be wasted when the proper period came. With their frail implements they must wait until the ground is sufficiently saturated and moistened, and even then they cannot plow more than half an acre per day. Thus the plowing frequently drags along for months, and not infrequently you would find it going on when the bleak winds and rain of midwinter would seem sufficient to repel even the thrifty farmer. There were some slothful fellows in the days of Solomon, and he had his eye on them. He says, "The sluggard will not plow by reason of the cold, or winter, as in the margin. Therefore shall he beg in harvest and have nothing."
       Two prophets speak of ''fallow ground.'' Every farmer knows that this refers to ground that has been left for a time without cultivation. According to the divine command the ground was to rest every seventh and every fiftieth year. In all Palestine no plow was to stir the soil, and no seed was to be sown during those periods. For other reasons, too, fields were often left without being sown for a longer or shorter time. During these seasons the ground became baked, cattle formed many a pathway over it, or it was soon overrun with thorns and noxious weeds. This fallow ground must have especial care before the seed is sown. The work in such a field was familiar to the prophet, who says, ''Break up your fallow ground, and sow not among thorns.''
       Plowing suggests many close analogies in spiritual husbandry. The one just alluded to is full of meaning. The natural heart left to follow its own inclinations is incapable of producing good fruit. Without culture, it is like a common left open to every form of evil. Such soil produces only noxious fruits; the good seed of the kingdom cannot ripen on it. As in the natural, so in the spiritual, the first process is to break up the ground. One object of plowing is to invert the soil, that it may be exposed to light and air; so in heart culture we must see the wickedness of the heart; our inner selves must be revealed to ourselves. Hence the prophet says, ''Let us search and try our ways, and turn again unto the Lord." And this searching must be done in the light of the divine Spirit. The Gospel becomes a plow, and when rightly used it makes deep furrows, and lays open the inner wickedness.
       Plowing breaks up and mellows hard ground; so repentance for sin is necessary to bring the spirit in a proper feeling and relation to God. Hence in spiritual husbandry God makes much of a "broken and contrite heart;" such a heart he will not despise. He is nigh unto such a one; dwells with it. So in the soil of the heart there are evil principles and matted roots of error to be eradicated. As some weeds send their roots very deep, and thus require deep plowing, so the fibers of sin go very deep, and often bear fruit years after we thought they had been completely subdued. Hence there can be no danger of being too thorough.
       The careless farmer plows merely upon the surface; so, too, many in spiritual life are satisfied with mere surface work. Hence the fruit so often apparent - a stinted soul and a worldly spirit. The old saints were accustomed to plow very deep. David says, "Against thee only have I sinned, and done this wickedness in thy sight'' and in this connection he speaks of broken bones: "My bones also hast thou broken.'' He was utterly cast down in view of his sin. A prophet with trembling lips says, ''Woe is me, for I am undone, because I am a man of unclean lips.'' Such deep plowing mellows the heart, and when the good seed is sown there, good fruit is the result. Arthur G. Thomas


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Divinity

 Divinity 

All things are mine; to all things I belong: 
I mingle in them--heeding bounds nor 
bars-- 
Float in the cloud, melt in the river's song; 
In the clear wave from rock to rock I 
leap. 
Widen away, and slowly onward creep; 
I stretch forth glimmering hands beneath 
the stars 
And lose my little murmur in the deep. 

Yea, more than that: whatever I behold-- 
Dark forest, mountain, the o'erarching 
wheel 
Of heaven's solemn turning, all the old 
Immeasurable air and boundless sea-- 
Yields of its life, builds life and strength 
in me 
For tasks to come, while I but see and feel, 
And merely am, and it is joy to be. 

Lo, that small spark within us is not blind 
To its beginning; struck from one vast  
soul 
Which, in the framework of the world, doth 
bind 
All parts together; small, but still agree- 
ing 
With That which molded us without our 
seeing; 
Since God is all, and all in all--the Whole 
In whom we live and move and have 
our being.

Stormy Weather...

"Turn from evil and do good; seek peace and pursue it. The eyes of the Lord are on the
 righteous, and his ears are attentive to their cry..." Psalm 34:14-15

Description of Illustrations: scripture, Psalm 34:14-15, Joshua 1:9 NIV, elderly man looks out his front door to see the rain falling down. He appears to have had a long night...
"Have I not commanded you? Be strong and 
courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be 
discouraged, for the Lord you God will
be with you wherever you go." Joshua 1:9 NIV

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Wednesday, February 4, 2026

Altruism

  Little ones, take lesson from him
Be not overbold;
Stop and think that glittering things
Are not always gold.

by Elizabeth Hill

       The Venus fly trap is small and shaped as if you placed your two open palms side by side. Its surface is plastered with honey and the other palm has sharp needles pointing outward. The "silly fly" yields to the attraction of the sweets and is immediately shut in as the two palms close upon him. He is instantly stung to death by the needles.
       How alluring evil can appear at times. Satan himself can pose as an angel of light. Evil often presents its most subtle attraction to the young. But sin in any guise is the soul's death-trap.

Life and Death

  Life and Death 

by Edward Young
 
Life  makes  the  soul  dependent  on  the  dust,
Death  gives  her  wings  to  mount  above  the  spheres.
Through  chinks,  styled  organs,  dim  life  peeps  at  light,
Death  bursts  th'  involving  cloud,  and  all  is  day ; 
All  eye,  all  ear,  the  disembodied  power.
Death  has feigned  evils,  Nature  shall  not  feel.
Life,  ill  substantial,  Wisdom  cannot  shun.
Is  not  the  mighty  mind, - that  son  of  Heaven -
By  tyrant  Life,  dethroned,  imprisoned,  pained?
By  Death  enlarged,  ennobled,  deified?
Death  but  entombs  the  body ;  Life  the  soul! . . . .
Death  is  the  crown  of  life
Death  wounds  to  cure :  we  fall,  we  rise,  we  reign!
Spring  from  our  fetters,  fasten  in  the  skies.
Where  blooming  Eden  withers  in  our  sight,
Death  gives  us  more  than  was  in  Eden  lost.
This  king  of  terrors  is  the  prince  of  peace.
When  shall  I  die  to  vanity,  pain,  death?
When  shall  I  die? - When  shall  I  live  forever?

The Cross

 The Cross by John Donne


Since Christ embraced the Cross itself, dare I
His image, th’image of his Cross deny?
Would I have profit by the sacrifice,
And dare the chosen altar to despise?
It bore all other sins, but is it fit
That is should bear the sin of scorning it?
Who from the picture would avert his eye,
How would he fly his pains, who there did die?
From me, no pulpit, nor misgrounded law,
Nor scandal taken, shall this Cross withdraw,
It shall not, for it cannot; for, the loss
Of this Cross, were to me another cross;
Better were worse, for, no affliction,
No cross is so extreme, as to have none.
Who can blot out the Cross, which th’ instrument
Of God, dewed on me in the Sacrament?
Who can deny me power, and liberty
To stretch mine arms, and mine own cross to be?
Swim, and at every stroke, thou art thy cross,
The mast and yard make one, where seas to do toss.
Look down, thou spiest birds raised on crossed wings;
All the globe’s frame, and sphere’s, is nothing else
But the meridians crossing parallels.
Material crosses then, good physic be,
And yet spiritual have chief dignity.
These for extracted chemic medicine serve,
And cure much better, and as well preserve;
Then are you your own physic, or need none,
When stilled, or purged by tribulation.
For when that Cross ungrudged, unto you sticks,
Then are you to yourself, a crucifix.
As perchance, carvers do not faces make,
But that away, which hid them there, do take:
Let crosses, so, take what hid Christ in thee,
And be his image, or not his, but he.
But, as oft alchemists do coiners prove,
So may a self-despising, get self-love.
And then as worst surfeits, of best meats be,
So is pride, issued from humility,
For, ’tis no child, but monster; therefore cross
Your joy in crosses, else, ’tis double loss,
And cross thy senses, else, both they, and thou
Must perish soon, and to destruction bow.
For if the’eye seek good objects, and will take
No cross from bad, we cannot ‘scape a snake.
So with harsh, hard, sour, stinking, cross the rest,
Make them indifferent; call nothing best.
But most the eye needs crossing, that can roam,
And move; to th’ others th’ objects must come home.
And cross thy heart: for that in man alone
Points downwards, and hath palpitation.
Cross those dejections, when it downward trends,
And when it to forbidden heights pretends.
And as the brain through bony walls doth vent
By sutures, which a cross’s form present,
So when thy brain works, ere thou utter it,
Cross and correct concupiscence of wit.
Be covetous of crosses, let none fall.
Cross no man else, but cross thyself in all.
Then doth the Cross of Christ work fruitfully
Within our hearts, when we love harmlessly
That Cross’s pictures much, and with more care

Nature a Healer

Nature a Healer

 With  other  ministrations  thou,  O  Nature!
Healest  thy  wandering  and  distempered  child:
Thou  pourest  on  him  thy  soft  influences,
Thy  sunny  hues,  fair  forms,  and  breathing  sweets, -
Thy  melodies  of  woods,  and  winds,  and  waters
Till  he  relent,  and  can  no  more  endure
To  be  a  jarring  and  a  dissonant  thing
Amid  this  general  dance  and  minstrelsy;
But,  bursting  into  tears,  wins  back  his  way,
His  angry  spirit  healed  and  harmonized
By  the  benignant  touch  of  love  and  beauty.

by Samuel  Taylor  Coleridge.

Thursday, December 18, 2025

Animated Bible Gifs

        Animated Bibles for your web pages, posts, email etc....



      A black Bible with a gold cross on top of it, beaming light streaming down on top of the Bible


      A black Bible with a white cross embossed on the cover, rosary with gold cross, burning purple candle.


Bible versus devil.


Boy reads Bible.




      A picture of a bible and a pastel swag of roses is animated with white glitter. A gold communion challis, pale blue ribbon, and gold cross are also a part of the illustration. 


Bible and cross illuminated by candle at night.

Large Bible flip through.

Open Bible with red bookmark and candle.

Wednesday, September 3, 2025

Verse and Quotes About Angels

 Think you the notes of holy song
On Milton's tuneful ear have died?
Think ye that Raphael's angel throng
Has vanished from his side?
                            -John G. Whittier.


What shall I be when days of grief are ended,
From earthly fetters set forever free;
When from the harps of saints and angels blended
I hear the burst of joyful melody?
                                                             -Langbecker.

Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs,
Join to sing the pleasing theme;
All in earth, and all in heaven,
Join to praise Emanuel's name.
                    -Rev. Jonathan Evans.

The world recedes, it disappears;
Heaven opens on my eyes; my ears
With sounds seraphie ring.
                                              -Pope.

I heard an angel singing
When the day was springing:
"Mercy, Pity and Peace
Are the world's release!"
          -William Blake.

O providence beyond compare!
O glorious vision, wondrous sight!
O miracle, transcending far
Imagination's boldest flight.

Horses and chariots of fire
About the mount keep watch and ward;
The highest seraphim aspire
To form Elisha's body-guard.
              -John Brooke Greenwood.

It has been said of William Blake that he "created the most
perfect, tremendous and dramatic types of angelhood that have
ever been given to the world, as accrurately shown as though they
had stood in Blake's little chamber while he drew." The man
himself, like Fra Angelico, believed that they did. With a firm
hand he pictured how "the morning stars sang together and all
the sons of God shouted for joy."
                                                                      -Isabel McDougal

The Lord, my Maker, forming me of clay,
By His own breath the breath of life conveyed;
O'er all the bright new world He gave me sway,
A little lower than the angels made.
                                                       -St. Theophanes.

To weary hearts, to mourning homes,
God's meekest angel gently comes:
No power has he to banish pain,
Or give us back our Lost again;
And yet in tenderest love, our dear
And Heavenly Father sends him here.
                                                 -Whittier.

For the great eye that sees us never sleeps;
It has its ministering angels wheresoe'er
Existence is beneath us, and above,
Around us, and within us, He has there His delegates.
                                                              -Lord Byron.

This was manna coming from heaven, where angels dwell.
                                                                                -Strong.

But when we shall have got to heaven, shall we hear the Word
and eat and drink with Him as the angels do now? Do the angels
need books and interpreters and readers? Surely not. They read
in seeing, for the truth itself they see, and are abundantly satisfied
from that fountain, from which we obtain so few drops.
                                                                                            -Augustine.

The obedience of the angels is absolutely perfect, and that
with perfection of both parts and degrees.
                                                                          -Bishop Hopkins.

Yet being pregnant still with powerful grace,
And fruitful love that loves to get
Things like himself, and to enlarge his race,
His second brood, though not of power so great
Yet full of beauty, next he did beget
An infinite increase of angels bright
All glistening glorious in their Maker's light.
                                               -Edmund Spenser.

Ye holy angels bright
Who stand before God's throne,
And dwell in glorious light,
Praise ye the Lord each one!
Ye there, so nigh
Are much more meet
Than we, the feet,
For things so high.
                                           -Baxter.

Angels! With regard to their essence or nature, they are all spirits,--not material beings, not clogged with flesh and blood like us; but having bodies, if any, not gross and earthly like ours, but of a finer substance, resembling fire or flame more than any of the lower elements. And is not something like this intimated by the Psalmist? As spirits, he has endowed them with understanding, will, affections, and liberty.
                                                                                                                                            -Wesley.

O God, who can doubt that You could create spirits without a body? Or is there need of a body that one might understand, love, and be happy? You who are Yourself so pure a spirit--are You not incorporeal and immaterial? Are not intelligence and love spiritual and immaterial operations which can be exercised without the need of a body? Who doubts, then, that You could create intelligencies of this kind? And You Yourself have not left us in doubt, but have revealed Yourself and the existence and nature of angels to us.
                                                                                                                                     -Bossuet.

These things the seer Isaiah did befall:
In spirit he beheld the Lord of all
On a high throne raised up in splendor bright,
His garment's border filled the choir with light.
Beside Him stood two seraphim, which had
Six wings, wherewith they both alike are clad;
With twain they hid their shining face, with twain
They hid their feet as with a flowing train,
And with the other twain they both did fly.
                                                -Martin Luther.

Round His throne archangels pour
Songs of praise forever more.
                       -Carmina Sanetorum.

If God gives them charge concerning us, how cheerfully and
trustfully we ought to enter upon the journey of the opening
year! When we need them most, they may be at hand.
                                                           -Theodore L. Cuyler, D. D.

O our angel friends above us!
Come, illume our darkened sphere,
Let us know that still you love us,
Let us feel your presence here.
                             -Submit C. Loomis.

Mighty God, while angels bless Thee,
May a mortal sing Thy Name?
Loved of men as well as angels,
Thou art every creature's theme,
For the grandeur of Thy nature--
Grand beyond a seraph's thought.
                                          -Albert Lowe.

A pillow for thee will I bring,
Stuffed with down of angel's wing.
                           -Richard Crashaw

The Angels were all singing out of tune,
And hoarse with having little else to do,
Excepting to wind up the sun and moon
Or curb a runaway young star or two.
                                                    -Lord Byron

Sleep undisturbed within this peaceful shrine,
Till angels wake thee with a note like thine.
                                                                   -Johnson.

Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth
Unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep.
                                                             -John Milton.

From yon veil of midnight darkness rending,
Came the rich mysteries to the sleeper's eye,
That saw your hosts ascending and descending
On those bright steeps between the earth and sky;
Trembling he woke, and bowed o'er glory's trace,
And worshipping awe-struck in that fearful place.
                                                              -Mrs. Hemans.

Let Thy bless'd angels while I sleep
Around my bed their virgils keep.
                                 -Bishop Ken.

Yet to pure eyes that ladder still is set,
And angel visitants come and go.
                                -William Alexander.

Angels descending, bring from above,
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
                                -Fanny J. Crosby

Voices are heard: a choir of golden strings,
Low winds whose breath is loaded with the rose;
Then chariot wheels; the nearer rush of wings;
Pale lightning round the park pavilion glows;
It thunders--the resplendent gates unclose.
Far as the eye can glance, on height o'er height,
Rose fiery waving wings, and star--crowned brows,
Millions on millions, brighter and more bright,
Till all is lost in one supreme, unmingled light.
                                                      -Crowley.

Opens a door in heaven;
From skies of glass
A Jacob's ladder falls
On greening grass,
And o'er the mountain-walls
Young angels pass.
                 -Tennyson.

Which of the petty kings of earth
Can boast a guard like ours,
Encircled from our second birth
With all the heavenly powers?

Myriads of bright cherubie bands,
Sent by the King of Kings,
Rejoice to bear us in their hands,
And shade us with their wings.
                          -Charles Wesley.

We trust in plumed procession
For such the angels go-
Rank after Rank, with even feet-
And uniforms of Snow.
                      -Emily Dickinson.

There are silent, unseen forces
Unto truth that are allied;
And the legions of the angels
Aid us from the other side.
There are voices from the silence
Soft as sweep of seraph's wings.
                              -J.A. Edgerton.

Heavenly messengers have been represented in all ages of the
church as furnished with wings.
                                                                         -McClintock.

In guise a seraph wrapt with love aflame
And all aflame with knowledge, like the bush
That burned with God in Horeb unconsumed.
                                                -Prof. Wilkinson.

Onward -- ever onward pressing,
Yet untired as an angel's wing.
                                         -Anonymous.