Some malady which you do not understand troubles and alarms you. The physician is called. Thinking that the illness proceeds from a certain inflammatory process on a portion of your skin, you anxiously direct his attention to the spot. Silently, but sympathizing, he looks at the place where you have bidden him look, and because you have bidden him look there, but soon he turns away. He is busy with an instrument on another part of your body. He presses his trumpet tube gently to your breast, and listens for the pulsations which faintly but distinctly pass through. He looks and listens there, and saddens as he looks. You again direct his attention to the cutaneous eruption which annoys you. He sighs and sits silent. When you reiterate your request that something should be done for the external eruption, he gently shakes his head, and answers not a word. From this silence you would learn the truth at last, you would not miss its meaning long. O miss not the meaning of the Lord when he points to the seat of the soul's disease: 'Ye WILL not come.' These, his enemies, dwell in your heart.: W. Arnot.
A compilation of illustrations from the observations of Charles Spurgeon, one of the greatest preachers ever to fill the pulpit. These illustration were collected by Spurgeon over the course of his ministry and servers today to give greater insight into his thinking.Wikipedia
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