How is it with your heart this morning? Are you in the lowest depths of sorrow? Does corruption rise within your spirit, and grace seem like a poor spark trampled under foot? Does your faith almost fail you? Fear not, it is neither your graces nor feelings on which you are to live: you must live simply by faith on Christ. With all these things against us, now—in the very depths of our sorrow, wherever we may be—now, as much in the valley as on the mountain, "Beloved, now are we the sons of God." "Ah, but," you say, "see how I am arrayed! my graces are not bright; my righteousness does not shine with apparent glory." But read the next: "It doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when He shall appear, we shall be like Him." The Holy Spirit shall purify our minds, and divine power shall refine our bodies, then shall we see Him as He is.
—Charles Haddon Spurgeon, Morning and Evening (13 February, Morning: "What Manner of Love")
Today will be a long Sunday. This evening is our first Launch Team meeting for our evening service, and our monthly Gathering of Prayer after that. I get tired in advance when I look ahead to days like this, and that's a habit I need to break—not only because it's born of my fear of not having enough to make it through rather than faith in His strength to bear me up, but especially because, once we launch our evening service next month, every Sunday will look like this. And I'll have plenty of help then; nevertheless, I need to condition myself for a longer run.
Yesterday was unmotivated and blah, and that's also carrying through to my attitude this morning. Sometimes my best opportunities for relaxation and rest turn into something far less—dead zones that drag me down. I want an antidote to this.
Sounds like a good day to worship.