A Morning Soliloquy by A. SMITH

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jul 3, 1913

A Morning Soliloquy

By A. SMITH

A. SMITH

“How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.” Ps. 139:17, 18. When I awake each morning, I should look upon the day before me as possibly my last one of life, and fill its precious moments with golden thoughts and deeds.

My character is as a flower vase to be filled by me with roses and lilies from the garden of God, or with Satan’s weeds from the fields of sin. Every pure thought, word, or deed, fraught with the grace of humility in Christ, is the fruit of the Holy Spirit. Gal. 5:22-24. Shall I, then, fill my vase today with these mementoes of Eden? or shall I fill it with the devil’s weeds of impure and unkind words and deeds? Shall I make myself generally disagreeable and unliked by my associates, and self-conscious of guilt before God? — No! let me rather throw out the offensive weeds of Satan, cleanse the vase in the fountain which purifies from sin, and fill it with the fruit of life.

I have not a moment to lose. When Christ comes, my character will be fixed forever beyond all change. The Holy Spirit will never place the seal of the living God upon an impure man or woman, or upon the jester or foolish talker, or the lover of the world; for that would sanction such practises in heaven.

“May my angel’s record every closing day Shine with love’s bright moments all the way.”

Byron Center, Mich.