Mom Reads Proverbs 27

Hello,

A quick truth this morning:

"Sheol and Abaddon are never satisfied, and never satisfied are the eyes of man."  Proverbs 27:20 ESV

(KJV)  Hell and destruction are never full; so the eyes of man are never satisfied.

Our eyes are always on the horizon, often at the neglect of resting in and appreciating the gift of today.  We work hard for something, but once we get it, another goal appears.  God designed us so that we can only find true lasting satisfaction in Him.

xoxo

Mom

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If you have time, this commentary on Proverbs 27 is lovely and worth contemplating:

LIVING DAY BY DAY

"Boast not thyself of to-morrow, for thou knowest not what a day will bring forth."- Pro_27:1

"The grave and destruction are never satisfied; and the eyes of men are never satisfied"- Pro_27:20

"Whoso keepeth the fig tree shall eat the fruit thereof, so he that waits on his Lord eats of the honor."- Pro_27:18

HERE is a wholesome lesson for us. We are to trust no future, however pleasant; we are to dwell in no past, however honorable. Life consists of a present, given to us day by day; this is our whole wealth; squandered, it cannot be recovered; neglected, it withers as a leaf. Titus, the Roman Emperor, would say in the evening, when he had omitted his duties or failed in his purposes, Perdidi diem, "I have lost a day";-yes, that lost day is lost forever; other days may come, but not that one; the duties of that day may be performed afterwards or by other hands, but still the day is lost, because it passed away empty. The thief which cheats us of our days, and beggars us of our wealth, is the specious thought that tomorrow belongs to us. The illusion is as old as the world, but is today as fresh and powerful as ever. We have to shake ourselves free of a spell, and awake out of a dream, to see that when tomorrow comes it is already today.

We only begin to live in any true and satisfactory sense when we have learnt to take each day by itself, and to use it as if it were our last, and indeed as if it were our all; dismissing the thought of tomorrow as a mere phantom which forever evades our grasp. Life is a mosaic, a large work shaping on the wall or in the dome of some vast cathedral which eye hath not yet seen; and it can only be effectually wrought if, with minute and concentrated care, the little piece of colored glass which we call Today is duly fixed into its bedding and fitted exactly to its immediate neighbors. "Why do you work with such intensity?" the great artist was once asked; "Because I work for eternity," was the answer. And that is why each day is of such importance: that is why each day demands all our thought and care: eternity is made up of days, and the present day is all of eternity that we can ever possess.

It is well for us then each morning to take the day fresh from God’s hands, and at once to throw our whole soul into it, and to live it with a pure intensity, a sense of solemn and joyful responsibility.  -Expositor's Commentary

xoxo

Mom