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Morning and Evening

September 11, Morning

C. H. Spurgeon · Modern retelling

"Be ye separate." — 2 Corinthians 6:17 · KJV

The Christian, while in the world, is not to be of the world. He should be distinguished from it in the great aim of his life; for him, "to live" should be "Christ." Whether he eats or drinks or whatever he does, he should do all to God's glory. You may lay up treasure, but lay it up in heaven, where neither moth nor rust corrupts and where thieves do not break through and steal. You may seek to be rich, but let your ambition be to be "rich in faith" and good works. You may have pleasure, but when you are merry, sing psalms and make melody in your hearts to the Lord. In your spirit, as well as your aim, you should differ from the world. Waiting humbly before God, always conscious of His presence, delighting in communion with Him, and seeking to know His will, you will prove that you are of heavenly race. You should be separate from the world in your actions, too. If a thing is right, though you lose by it, it must be done; if it is wrong, though you would gain by it, you must scorn the sin for your Master's sake. Have no fellowship with the unfruitful works of darkness, but rather reprove them. Walk worthy of your high calling and dignity. Remember, O Christian, that you are a son of the King of kings; therefore keep yourself unspotted from the world. Do not soil the fingers that are soon to sweep heavenly strings; let not those eyes become the windows of lust which are soon to see the King in His beauty; let not those feet be defiled in miry places which are soon to walk the golden streets; let not that heart be filled with pride and bitterness which is soon to be filled with heaven and to overflow with ecstatic joy. Then rise, my soul, and soar away, above the thoughtless crowd, above the pleasures of the gay and the splendors of the proud — up where eternal beauties bloom and pleasures all divine abound, where wealth that never can be spent and endless glories shine.