Sherman – Divine Breathings

Sherman Divine Breathings

Sherman Divine Breathings
By Thomas Sherman (1836)

These are 100 devotional meditations, by Sherman Divine Breathings. Also A Pious soul thirsting after Christ.

These devotional readings are really accumulated and collected by Thomas Sherman. I have not been able to find out his affiliation. Below I will quote some of these for a sample.

Contents of Sherman Divine Breathings

These are 100 short devotional readings so I won’t put all of the titles here. They are all in a single chapter.

The Rich Worldling.
“There was a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen, and lived in luxury every day.” Luke 16:19
How apt are many at the sight of a rich worldling—to envy him for what he has. But, for my part, I rather pity him for what he lacks!
He has a talent—but it lacks improvement;
he has a lamp—but it lacks oil;
he has a soul—but it lacks grace;
he has the creature—but he lacks the Creator;
he has a mansion—but he lacks heaven.
In his life, he floats upon a torrent of vanity—which rolls along into an ocean of vexation!
And after death, it will be said of him, “Take this unprofitable servant, bind him hand and foot, and cast him into outer darkness! Consign his soul to the eternal lake of fire and brimstone!”
Where now is the object of your envy?
It is not his gold that can then rescue him,
nor his mansion that can then satisfy him,
nor his friends that can then comfort him.
Therefore, if he is worth the envying—then who can be worth the pitying?
If this is happiness—then give me misery!
Lord, rather make me poor with a holy heart—than rich with an evil heart of unbelief!
“Have pity on me and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue—because I am in agony in this fire!” Luke 16:24
“Then they will go away to eternal punishment—but the righteous to eternal life!” Matthew 25:46


 

Deceitful Riches.
Usually, when a wealthy worldling has died, many say, “O, he died rich—he has left a great estate!” Alas! the poor man has slept his sleep, lost his dream—and now he awakes, and he finds nothing in his hand! Where is his golden heap? Gone! Only the rust of that heap is gone to witness against him! His mammon fails him—only the unrighteousness of it follows him—others have the use of it, only the abuse of it he carries to judgment with him!
He has made his friends, (as we say) but he has undone himself. Just so, that I may justly write this motto upon every one of his money-bags, “This is the price of blood!” Shall I then treasure up the price of blood! No! Christ has entrusted me as a steward; therefore, what I have and need not, Christ shall have in his needy members. So transitory creatures, when they shall slide away—shall not carry me with them; but when I shall pass away—I shall carry them with me.


State of Man at Death.
“It is appointed unto men once to die—and after that to face judgment!” Hebrews 9:27
As the tree falls—so it lies. And where death strikes us down—there God awards either mercy or misery.
I may compare the state of man at death to the Israelites and Egyptians at the Red Sea: if I go into the sea as an Israelite, my landing shall be in glory, and my rejoicing in triumph; for I shall see all my enemies dead upon the shore! But if I go in as an Egyptian—if I am on this side the cloud, on this side the covenant, and yet go in hardened among the troops of Pharaoh—then justice shall return in its full strength, and inundation of judgment shall overflow my soul forever!
Or, I may compare it to the sleep of the ten bridesmaids, of whom it is said, “They slumbered and slept.” Now, if I lie down with the wise bridesmaids, I shall go in with the bridegroom to the marriage feast. But if I sleep with the foolish bridesmaids, without oil in my lamp, without grace in my soul—then I have closed the gates of mercy upon my soul forever!
Therefore I see that this life is the time in which I must do my work—and then I must be judged according to my works—on that solemn day. I am not certain how soon I shall fall into this sleep; therefore, Lord, grant that I may live every day in Your sight—as I desire to appear the last day in Your presence!


 

Small Space Between Life and Death.
What is said of the mariner, with respect to his ship—that he always sails within four inches of death; may be said of the soul, in relation to the body—that it is always within four inches of eternity! If the ship wrecks—then the sailor must sink; if our earthen vessels breaks—the soul is gone, plunged forever into the bottomless sea, and bankless ocean of eternity!
This is the soul, therefore, that I desire to weep over—the soul of a man who precipitately launches into the deep—before he knows whether he shall sink or swim!


Preparation for Death.
It was an anguished speech of a dying king, “I must now die—before I begin to live!”
It is the wretched condition of many dying men, that their work has not begun—when the hour of their departure is at hand! When the enemy is in their gate—they have no weapons! When death is at their door—they have no saving grace! When the bridegroom has come— they have no oil! The “avenger of blood” is upon them—the city of refuge is not so much as thought of by them.
In a word, the seven years of plenty are wasted, and no provision made for the years of famine. Their time is all spent—and nothing is laid up for eternity!
I will therefore now finish every work I have to do—that to die may be the last work I shall have to finish.

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