071 A Base Heathenish Invention

A Base Heathenish Invention by Charles Spurgeon. The word chance should be forever banished from the Christian's conversation. Luck, or chance, is a base, heathenish invention. God rules and overrules all things, and he does nothing without a motive. The falling of a sparrow to the earth is in the divine purpose and answers an end. Every grain of dust that is whirled from the threshing floor is steered by God with as unerring a wisdom as the stars in their courses. There is not a leaf which trembles and falls in the autumn breeze but is piloted by the plan and purpose of the Lord. The insatiable archer of death is not permitted to shoot his bolts at random. Every arrow that flies bears this inscription, I have a message from God for you. A purpose consistent with the love and justice of God lies hidden in the harvest of death.