It was a quote that caught me, one little paragraph within a small devotional. Today amid early morning coolness and bird song, I sit and meditate on it, to sink it down into daily remembrance:
“The cure for _____ lies in living under a constant sense of the divine presence,
worshiping God and communing with Him all the day long,
however long the day may seem.
True religion lifts the soul into a higher region,
where the judgment becomes more clear and desires more elevated.
The more of heaven there is in our lives, the less of earth we shall covet.
The fear of God casts out _____.
The deathblow of _____ is a calm consideration of the future.”
-C. H. Spurgeon, from Faith’s Checkbook
He was writing of envy. But any sin fits nicely in the blanks, doesn’t it?