Love this.

My umoving mansion of rest is my blessed Lord. Let prospects be blighted; let hopes be blasted; let joy be withered; let mildews destroy everything; I have lost nothing of what I have in God. He is “my strong habitation whereto I can continually resort.” I am a pilgrim in the world, but at home in my God. In earth I wander, but in God I dwell in quiet habitation.

Excerpt from Charles Spurgeon’s Mornings and Evenings

My umoving mansion of rest is my blessed Lord. Let prospects be blighted; let hopes be blasted; let joy be withered; let mildews destroy everything; I have lost nothing of what I have in God. He is “my strong habitation whereto I can continually resort.” I am a pilgrim in the world, but at home in my God. In earth I wander, but in God I dwell in quiet habitation.

Excerpt from Charles Spurgeon’s Mornings and Evenings

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