Heaven’s Dew with Charles Spurgeon
I have written about “dew” a few times recently. Yesterday, I walked out on my back porch to where two Christmas poinsettias are sitting on a plant bench. Our weather has been damp, foggy, with dew covering everything for much of each day. This is not like South Texas very often. I captured the beautiful dew on this bright red plant in some photos and just had to visit “dew” again.
Mr. Spurgeon writes a profound piece (as usual) which is most of my post:
The Thirteenth of September.
From Charles Haddon Spurgeon’s “Faith’s Check Book”
257-The Dew of Heaven
“His heavens shall drop down dew.” (Deuteronomy 33:28)
What the dew in the East is to the world of nature, that is the influence of the Spirit in the realm of grace. How greatly do I need it! Without the Spirit of God I am a dry and withered thing. I droop, I fade, I die. How sweetly does this dew refresh me! When once favored with it I feel happy, lively, vigorous, elevated. I want nothing more. The Holy Spirit brings me life and all that life requires. All else without the dew of the Spirit is less than nothing to me: I hear, I read, I pray, I sing, I go to the table of Communion, and I find no blessing there until the Holy Ghost visits me. But when He bedews me, every means of grace is sweet and profitable.
What a promise is this for me! “His heavens shall drop down dew.” I shall be visited with grace. I shall not be left to my natural drought, or to the world’s burning heat, or to the sirocco of satanic temptation. Oh, that l may at this very hour feel the gentle, silent, saturating dew of the Lord! Why should I not! He who has made me to live as the grass lives in the meadow will treat me as He treats the grass; He will refresh me from above. Grass cannot call for dew as I do. Surely, the Lord who visits the unpraying plant will answer to His pleading child.
Mr. Spurgeon, you have blessed me this day.
Father God, more than Mr. Spurgeon’s words and word-pictures, Your beautiful dew on these bright red leaves has given me such a thrill, a delight. They are so lovely. The edge of the leaf furthest to the right in this photo has dew drops dangling from the its sides for it is at the perfect angle for that to happen. …Your creation wearing your creation… How beautiful You are, my LORD. How beautiful You are! The refreshment by Your Holy Spirit falls none too often. The dew covers these leaves as You cover me. You envelop me with Your Love touching my very soul, bringing life-giving living waters to this dry soul. You wrap me in the moist air of holiness and teach me about holiness. You soak me with tenderness and kindness. I deserve none yet You give so willingly. I praise You, Father. I thank You for adopting me and then drenching me with Your dew. You are Refreshment. You are the very Dew that my body, soul and mind need. I want to absorb You, LORD, Your Love, Your gentleness, Your beauty … right on in. In the Name of Your Wonderful Son, I pray. Amen.