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Morning and Evening

March 3, Morning

C. H. Spurgeon · Modern retelling

"I have chosen thee in the furnace of affliction." — Isaiah 48:10 · KJV

Comfort yourself, tried believer, with this thought: God says, "I have chosen thee in the furnace of affliction." Does not the word come like a soft shower, calming the fury of the flame? Yes, is it not fireproof armor, against which the heat has no power? Let affliction come — God has chosen me. Poverty, you may stride in at my door, but God is in the house already, and He has chosen me. Sickness, you may intrude, but I have a balm ready — God has chosen me. Whatever befalls me in this vale of tears, I know that He has chosen me. And if, believer, you need still greater comfort, remember that you have the Son of Man with you in the furnace. In that silent room of yours, One sits by your side whom you have not seen, but whom you love; and often, when you do not know it, He makes all your bed in your affliction and smooths your pillow for you. You are in poverty, but into that lonely house of yours the Lord of life and glory is a frequent visitor; He loves to come into these desolate places to visit you. Your Friend sticks closely to you. You cannot see Him, but you may feel the pressure of His hand. Do you not hear His voice? Even in the valley of the shadow of death He says, "Fear not, I am with thee; be not dismayed, for I am thy God." Remember Caesar's noble word to the frightened boatman: "Fear not, you carry Caesar and all his fortune." Fear not, Christian; Jesus is with you. In all your fiery trials His presence is both your comfort and your safety. He will never leave one whom He has chosen for His own. "Fear not, for I am with thee" is His sure word of promise to His chosen ones in the furnace of affliction. Will you not, then, take fast hold of Christ and say that through floods and flames, if Jesus leads, you will follow where He goes?