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Day 7 - Sabbath - Saturday | Daily Devotions | Morning and Evening: Connect the Testaments | My Utmost for His Highest | Thoughts for the Quiet Hour |

  Morning, October 4 Go To Evening Reading “At evening time it shall be light.” —Zechariah 14:7 Oftentimes, we look forward with forebodings to the time of old age , forgetful that at eventide it shall be light. To many saints, old age is the choicest season in their lives. A balmier air fans the mariner’s cheek as he nears the shore of immortality; fewer waves ruffle his sea, quiet reigns, deep, still, and solemn. From the altar of age, the flashes of the fire of youth are gone, but the more real flame of earnest feeling remains. The pilgrims have reached the land Beulah, that happy country, whose days are as the days of heaven upon earth. Angels visit it, celestial gales blow over it, flowers of paradise grow in it, and the air is filled with seraphic music. Some dwell here for years, and others come to it but a few hours before their departure, but it is an Eden on earth. We may well long for the time when we shall recline in its shady groves and be satisfied with hope un...

Day 4 - Wednesday | Daily Devotions | Morning and Evening: Connect the Testaments | My Utmost for His Highest | Thoughts for the Quiet Hour |

  Morning, October 1 Go To Evening Reading “Pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.” —Song of Solomon 7:13 The spouse desires to give to Jesus all that she produces. Our heart has “all manner of pleasant fruits,” both “old and new,” and they are laid up for our Beloved. At this rich autumnal season of fruit, let us survey our stores. We have new fruits. We desire to feel new life, new joy, new gratitude; we wish to make new resolves and carry them out by new labours; our heart blossoms with new prayers, and our soul is pledging herself to new efforts. However, we also have some old fruits. There is our first love: a choice fruit that! and Jesus delights in it. There is our first faith: that simple faith by which, having nothing, we became possessors of all things. There is our joy when first we knew the Lord: let us revive it. We have our old remembrances of the promises. How faithful has God been! In sickness, how softly did he make our b...