Welcome to "Quaint Words!"
These posts will contain thoughts, poems, and prayers from old books that I have found at antique stores, flea markets, and garage sales (with an occasional treasure from a bookstore).
I love the rhythm and sound of the older English language, and am blessed by other believers who have gone before me!
"'In my distress I called upon the Lord; to my God I cried for help. From his temple he heard my voice, and my cry to him reached his ears.' (Psalm 18:6)
O that Bethesda's God may make this day, though but a day of small things, productive of great things to the souls of all who hear...
Look, look to him, all who live in these ends of the earth...Come to him all you who are weary and heavy laden, and he will give you rest.
He will give you rest from the guilt, rest from the power, rest from the punishment of sin; he will give rest from the fear of divine judgments here, and rest with himself eternally hereafter.
Fear not, though your beginnings are but small, Christ will not despise the day of small things. A bruised reed will he not break, and the smoking flax he will not quench, until he bring forth judgment unto victory.
His hands that laid the foundation shall finish it; yet a little while and the top-stone shall be brought forth with shouting."
(From " Daily Readings by George Whitefield" by George Whitefield,
c. 1714-1770)
(A listing of books and authors, and also dates of individual postings from those books, will be found on my "QUAINT WORDS" page)
BLOG = "Blessedly Leaning On God!"
Sharon:
ReplyDeleteI have read several posts this week about resting in God (then I actually wrote one). I love it when God uses His children to convey His message.
I felt rather weary this week, and I am comforted in the fact that I can rest in Him.
Blessings,
Joan
What a pleasure to 'meet' you for the first time!
ReplyDeleteI was well intrigued when you mentioned your joy of sharing quaint words from old books... and for a second I thought I was seeing my own thoughts in the mirror when you also say:
"I love the rhythm and sound of the older English language, and am blessed by other believers who have gone before me!"
That's me TOO!
Isn't blogging wonderful? I just love meeting new friends who share similar interests and joys!
Wishing you glimpses of heaven in unexpected places... especially between pages of old books!
Hearing of George Whitefield always reminds me of the time he stopped in the middle of a sermon and said, "Hark! Methinks I hear saints chanting their everlasting hallelujahs. Do you not long to join this heavenly choir?"
ReplyDeleteI love your quaint words.
Good thoughts. There is nothing too big or too small for Him to handle. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Charlotte
I am feeling kind of weary this week - so resting in his arms is a good thing for me to do today. sandie
ReplyDeleteI love George Whitefield. I think he is one of the most gifted writers of all the old dead men that I love to read.
ReplyDeleteAnd this is my favorite part:
"Fear not, though your beginnings are but small, Christ will not despise the day of small things. A bruised reed will he not break, and the smoking flax he will not quench, until he bring forth judgment unto victory."
Funny, the referenced scripture about bruised reed from Isaiah was the text of our revival sermon last night.