Thinking of mother

I have been thinking of mother all the times and i always dream of her. Mother was in my dream 

last night. I wanted to know so much where was mother now and how was she doing.  Mother has 

passed away more than 6 years and i still remember her every day. There was one night i dreamt of 

mother, she was living in a very beautiful house, together with father. I felt comforted, may be 

because i knew that she was doing good. I do not want to blame God, whatever things that i do not 

understand, i leave it to God. I do not want to press for an answer as our intellectual and wisdom 

are so limited and, not all things have an answer. God is just and He is good, definitely, He has 

an answer for all things.   

" Jesus saith unto him, Rise, take up thy bed, and walk." — John v. 8.

LIKE many others, the impotent man had been waiting for a wonder to be wrought, and a sign to be given. Wearily did he watch the pool, but no angel came, or came not for him ; yet, thinking it to be his only chance, he waited still, and knew not that there was One near him whose word could heal him in a moment. Many are in the same plight: they are waiting for some singular emotion, remarkable impression, or celestial vision ; they wait in vain and watch for nought. Even supposing that, in a few cases, remarkable signs are seen, yet these are rare, and no man has a right to look for them in his own case ; no man especially who feels his impotency to avail himself of the moving of the water even if it came. It is a very sad reflection that tens of' thousands. are now waiting in the use of means, and ordinances, and vows, and resolutions, and have so waited time out of mind, in vain, utterly in vain. Meanwhile these poor souls forget the present Saviour, who bids them look unto Him and be saved. He could heal them at once, but they prefer to wait for an angel and a wonder. ' To trust Him is a sure way to every blessing, and He is worthy of the most implicit confidence ; but unbelief makes them pre fer the cold porches of Bethesda to the warm bosom of His love. O that the Lord may turn His eye upon the multi tudes who' are in this case to-night ; may He forgive the slights which they put upon His divine power, and call them by that sweet constraining voice, to rise from the bed of despair, and in the energy of faith take up their bed and walk. O Lord, hear our prayer for all such at this calm hour of sunset, and ere the day breaketh may they look and live. Courteous reader, is there anything in this portion for you?

By C.H.Spurgeon