A sort of star to my existence
Posted by wagardner - 20/02/08 at 09:02:39 pm
My eyes rejoice to see your name, and the mention of it brings up emotions of gratitude. In fact, unknown to you, a few words you then spoke have been a sort of star to my existence, and my friends look on them with half the reverence of prophecy. You meant them not perhaps to last so long, but now they are imperishable; they were to this effect, and were heard by more than one: — ‘I think this little man will one day be a preacher of the gospel, and I hope a successful one. I think you will preach in Rowland Hill’s Chapel; and when you do, tell the people this verse, “God moves in a mysterious way,” etc.’ You told me to learn the hymn, and said it seemed perhaps unlikely, but Providence had wrought wonders, and you thought it would be so. This is often mentioned by my grandfather; and somehow, though I am far enough from being superstitious, it holds me fast, and I do confidently, and yet, somehow (and paradoxically), distrustfully, look forward to the time when the whole shall come to pass.
more from Spurgeon’s autobiography
The above comes from a letter that Mr Spurgeon wrote to the preacher that had so affected him for all of his life with his words and kindness!
It gave him a sort of star of existence! How many children are going to serve God because of prayers you have prayed and encouraging words that you have shared with them.
Spurgeon realized that the man didn’t know and certainly never figured that his words would last so long but they did. The class you teach is listening to you! You can make a difference in their lives.
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