Spurgeon's Morning and Evening Devotions

Evening, August 9

"He appeared first to Mary Magdalene, out of whom He had cast seven devils." Mark 16:9

Mary of Magdala was the victim of a fearful evil. She was possessed by not one devil only, but seven. These dreadful inmates caused much pain and pollution to the poor frame in which they had found a lodging. Hers was a hopeless, horrible case. She could not help herself, neither could any human succour avail. But Jesus passed that way, and unsought, and probably even resisted by the poor demoniac, He uttered the word of power, and Mary of Magdala became a trophy of the healing power of Jesus. All the seven demons left her, left her never to return, forcibly ejected by the Lord of all. What a blessed deliverance! What a happy change! From delirium to delight, from despair to peace, from hell to heaven! Straightway she became a constant follower of Jesus, catching His every word, following His devious steps, sharing His toilsome life; and withal she became His generous helper, first among that band of healed and grateful women who ministered unto Him of their substance. When Jesus was lifted up in crucifixion, Mary remained the sharer of His shame: we find her first beholding from afar, and then drawing near to the foot of the cross. She could not die on the cross with Jesus, but she stood as near it as she could, and when His blessed body was taken down, she watched to see how and where it was laid. She was the faithful and watchful believer, last at the sepulchre where Jesus slept, first at the grave whence He arose. Her holy fidelity made her a favoured beholder of her beloved Rabboni, who deigned to call her by her name, and to make her His messenger of good news to the trembling disciples and Peter. Thus grace found her a maniac and made her a minister, cast out devils and gave her to behold angels, delivered her from Satan, and united her for ever to the Lord Jesus. May I also be such a miracle of grace!

Whisperwing, the Spirit of Night Blooms

Long ago, when the Earth was young and the stars were still learning to dance, there lived a guardian spirit named Whisperwing, a sacred night butterfly born of moonlight and flower dreams. Her wings shimmered with the glow of dusk, painted in deep blues and violets—colors only seen in the quietest part of night.

Whisperwing was created by Lunoma, the Moon Maiden, to carry messages between the spirit world and the dreams of the living. She fluttered through midnight meadows and across sleeping forests, her wings stirring wind that whispered secrets into flowers, guiding lost souls home.

Every petal she touched would bloom with sacred light, and every shadow she passed through would remember her path. The stars watched her in awe, calling her "The Silent Flame", for she burned with no fire, but illuminated hearts.

It was said that if you saw Whisperwing in your dreams, your soul was being chosen—for healing, for transformation, or for a journey. Elders taught that when the crescent moon rose high and the air smelled of wild lavender, you must leave a bowl of water and flowers by your door. If Whisperwing passed, the petals would float, and a new path would open in your life by morning.

To this day, her legend lives on. Many Native dreamweavers still embroider her wings onto their blankets and sing to her under starlit skies:

"Fly, Whisperwing, through sky and root,
Bearer of truth on violet flute.
Where moonlight dances, there you roam,
Guide our spirit gently home."

And so she flies—forever between the veil of night and bloom, unseen, yet always felt.

#nativeamericanwisdom

Moon Sister, Wolf Brother

She stood in the tall grass as the golden moon rose behind her, not as a stranger to the land — but as part of its song.

Her name was Ahyoka, meaning “she brings happiness.” But tonight, her spirit was solemn. It was the night of the Long Moon, when stories walked on wind and ancestors whispered through fur and feather.

Beside her stood the great wolf, eyes reflecting the same fire that burned in hers. He was not a pet, not a beast, but her brother in soul — the one who taught her to listen with silence and move with knowing.

Together, they watched the horizon. The world did not speak in words, but in breath, in shadow, in pulse. Her braid carried prayers, her skin carried symbols, her heart carried promise.

And the wolf?

He carried the wild. The truth. The bond that could never be broken.

They did not need to speak.
The moon had already told them everything.

#nativeamericanwisdom

Where There’s Smoke, YOU Gotta Find the Fire to Prosecute
https://oneway2day.com/2025/07/31/where-theres-smoke-you-gotta-find-the-fire-to-prosecute/

SUMMARY: There is the appearance things are heating up for Obama and his cadre of traitors. HOWEVER I am still in the camp of many fellow American Patriots that the same old nothing will happen to Dem-Marxist Deep Staters… NEVERTHELESS!!!! … FBI Director Kash Patel has publicly revealed a “trove of burn bags, each filled with sensitive documents, stashed deep within a hidden chamber at FBI headquarters.” READ THE DETAILS!
#FindFireToProsecute

The Celestial Stallion

In the ancient lands where the sky meets the earth, there was a legendary horse named Awen. His coat was as dark as the midnight sky, and his body was adorned with glowing symbols, marks of a spiritual connection to the stars above. It was said that Awen was the descendant of the first horses, the ones who were born from the stars to guide the spirits of the earth.

On the night of the Great Alignment, when the stars aligned perfectly with the mountain peaks, Awen would stand alone on the highest cliff, his body glowing with the colors of the cosmos. The glowing symbols on his body were said to be ancient constellations, and each one represented a different element of life — the sun, the moon, the earth, the spirit. It was through these symbols that Awen connected with the universe, acting as a bridge between the celestial and earthly realms.

This night, the air was thick with magic, and the sky shimmered with the light of countless stars. Awen stood proudly, his mane flowing like the river of time, while a stream of glowing energy moved across the land. As the moon rose high above, he let out a soft whinny, and the ground beneath his hooves began to glow in response. It was the sacred path of his ancestors, a path that led toward the unknown, a path of discovery.

As Awen trotted forward, the trail of stardust behind him formed a glowing river, flowing through the valley like a beam of light. The people, the animals, and the spirits watched in awe, for they knew this was a journey that could only be taken by one chosen by the stars.

Awen's journey was not just a physical one, but a spiritual journey. He carried the hopes, dreams, and wisdom of all who had come before him. The night was his canvas, and the stars, his guide. As the glowing symbols danced on his body, they painted a story of life, of connection, of light and shadow — a reminder that we are all part of the same cosmic dance, guided by the spirit of the earth and the stars.

#nativeamericanwisdom

Job
Chapter 1

1 There was a man in the land of Uz, whose name was Job; and that man was perfect and upright, and one that feared God, and eschewed evil.

2 And there were born unto him seven sons and three daughters.

3 His substance also was seven thousand sheep, and three thousand camels, and five hundred yoke of oxen, and five hundred she asses, and a very great household; so that this man was the greatest of all the men of the east.

4 And his sons went and feasted in their houses, every one his day; and sent and called for their three sisters to eat and to drink with them.

5 And it was so, when the days of their feasting were gone about, that Job sent and sanctified them, and rose up early in the morning, and offered burnt offerings according to the number of them all: for Job said, It may be that my sons have sinned, and cursed God in their hearts. Thus did Job continually.

6 Now there was a day when the sons of God came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan came also among them.

7 And the LORD said unto Satan, Whence comest thou? Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it.

8 And the LORD said unto Satan, Hast thou considered my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that feareth God, and escheweth evil?

9 Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, Doth Job fear God for nought?

10 Hast not thou made an hedge about him, and about his house, and about all that he hath on every side? thou hast blessed the work of his hands, and his substance is increased in the land.

11 But put forth thine hand now, and touch all that he hath, and he will curse thee to thy face.

12 And the LORD said unto Satan, Behold, all that he hath is in thy power; only upon himself put not forth thine hand. So Satan went forth from the presence of the LORD.

13 And there was a day when his sons and his daughters were eating and drinking wine in their eldest brother's house:

14 And there came a messenger unto Job, and said, The oxen were plowing, and the asses feeding beside them:

15 And the Sabeans fell upon them, and took them away; yea, they have slain the servants with the edge of the sword; and I only am escaped alone to tell thee.

16 While he was yet speaking, there came also another, and said, The fire of God is fallen from heaven, and hath burned up the sheep, and the servants, and consumed them; and I only am escaped alone to tell thee.

17 While he was yet speaking, there came also another, and said, The Chaldeans made out three bands, and fell upon the camels, and have carried them away, yea, and slain the servants with the edge of the sword; and I only am escaped alone to tell thee.

18 While he was yet speaking, there came also another, and said, Thy sons and thy daughters were eating and drinking wine in their eldest brother's house:

19 And, behold, there came a great wind from the wilderness, and smote the four corners of the house, and it fell upon the young men, and they are dead; and I only am escaped alone to tell thee.

20 Then Job arose, and rent his mantle, and shaved his head, and fell down upon the ground, and worshipped,

21 And said, Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD.

22 In all this Job sinned not, nor charged God foolishly.

An Intro to ‘The Hunted Have Become the Hunters’
https://slantedright2.blogspot.com/2025/07/an-intro-to-hunted-have-become-hunters.html

SUMMARY: Lt. Gen. Mike Flynn’s 7/29/25 Substack post is worth sharing. He re-states much of what American Patriots already know. And is perhaps a bit optimistic about prosecuting Deep State Traitors. Lt. Gen. Flynn implies the Trump First Term was the learning curve (remember revolving door of backstabbing firings). The Trump Second Term is implied to have an Executive Branch loyal to Trump. BUT what a wonderful world for America to experience the rule of law at least making it to a Court Room. TAKE A LOOK!
#HuntingHunters

WTH

Dutch Lawyer Prosecuting Bill Gates Arrested; Facing Euthanazia Over ‘Conspiracy Theories’

https://thepeoplesvoice.tv/dutch-lawyer-prosecuting-bill-gates-arrested-facing-euthanazia-over-conspiracy-theories/

MAGA-MAHA Lane – Flynn & Malone
https://johnhouk.substack.com/p/maga-maha-lane-flynn-and-malone

SUMMARY: I’m sharing an American Thought Leaders interview with retired Lt. Gen. Mike Flynn that uses his book “Pardon of Innocence”. THEN I am sharing a Brian Rose interview of Dr. Robert Malone with the focus on “…MAHA, Censorship & The Future of Truth”. Both interviews are recent July interviews. …TRAVEL DOWN THE MAGA-MAHA LANE!
#MAGAFlynn #MAHAMalone

Whispers of the Wolf Spirit

As the sun sank into the cradle of the mountains, fire-kissing the lake with its final breath, a woman stood in stillness by the shore. Her name was Nayeli—“I love you” in the old tongue—and she was known as the Keeper of Echoes.

She wore robes etched with birds of the sky and dreams of the forest. Her heartbeat moved in rhythm with the earth, and her breath rose and fell with the wind. At her side stood the wolf—silent, fierce, eternal. His name was Shunkaha, the Spirit Who Walks Between.

Nayeli was born under a moon that wept rain and stars, a sign that she would speak not only with people but with the wild. From a young age, animals came to her like old friends returning home. The hawk circled above her. The deer bowed before her. And the wolf... the wolf never left her side.

It was said her voice could calm storms, and that when she closed her eyes at dusk, she listened to the voices of her ancestors through the howls of the pack. She did not command the wolf. She listened. She did not rule the wild. She walked with it.

One day, a drought came—drying rivers, silencing birdsong, cracking the land’s memory. While many prayed, Nayeli acted. With Shunkaha at her side, she followed the old canoe trails into forgotten forest paths. There, she sang the sacred songs—songs her grandmother once whispered over firelight.

And the land listened.

The rains returned. The lakes filled. The trees bowed low with new leaves. And on nights like this, when the sun melts into water and wolves stand guard at the edge of dreams, the elders smile and say:

“Nayeli walks with the wolf still. And in her silence, the world remembers how to breathe.”

#nativeamericanwisdom

Gabbard Files…Indictments? AND Potential Mysterious Deaths?
https://slantedright2.blogspot.com/2025/07/gabbard-filesindictments-and-potential.html

SUMMARY: … I still have doubts there is enough hutzpah in the Trump Administration that anything that American Patriots have known about the Dem Traitors will lead to accountability. … But who knows…Somebody at the DOJ might actually decide that now the documented proof has been let out of the bag, perhaps a fall guy needs to be publicly nailed. My suspicion on the least liked of Obama’s minions was his CIA Director John Brennan. …POTENTIAL MYSTERIOUS BODY COUNT TO HIDE JUSTICE!
#ProsecuteTraitors #PotentialMysteriousDeaths

Spurgeon's Morning and Evening Devotions

Evening, July 21

"Why go I mourning?" Psalm 42:9

Canst thou answer this, believer? Canst thou find any reason why thou art so often mourning instead of rejoicing? Why yield to gloomy anticipations? Who told thee that the night would never end in day? Who told thee that the sea of circumstances would ebb out till there should be nothing left but long leagues of the mud of horrible poverty? Who told thee that the winter of thy discontent would proceed from frost to frost, from snow, and ice, and hail, to deeper snow, and yet more heavy tempest of despair? Knowest thou not that day follows night, that flood comes after ebb, that spring and summer succeed winter? Hope thou then! Hope thou ever! For God fails thee not. Dost thou not know that thy God loves thee in the midst of all this? Mountains, when in darkness hidden, are as real as in day, and God's love is as true to thee now as it was in thy brightest moments. No father chastens always: thy Lord hates the rod as much as thou dost; He only cares to use it for that reason which should make thee willing to receive it, namely, that it works thy lasting good. Thou shalt yet climb Jacob's ladder with the angels, and behold Him who sits at the top of it- thy covenant God. Thou shalt yet, amidst the splendours of eternity, forget the trials of time, or only remember them to bless the God who led thee through them, and wrought thy lasting good by them. Come, sing in the midst of tribulation. Rejoice even while passing through the furnace. Make the wilderness to blossom like the rose! Cause the desert to ring with thine exulting joys, for these light afflictions will soon be over, and then "for ever with the Lord," thy bliss shall never wane.

"Faint not nor fear, His arms are near,
He changeth not, and thou art dear;
Only believe and thou shalt see,
That Christ is all in all to thee."

DECLASSIFIED! Obama Crime Cartel!
Is There a Clinton Cartel & Biden Cartel Implication?
https://johnhouk.substack.com/p/declassified-obama-crime-cartel

SUMMARY: I’ve been ruminating the last couple of days on how to write about DNI Tulsi Gabbard declassification of documents implicating the Obama Administration (and probably the old Manchurian Candidate himself) into treasonous activities in the Election 2016 cycle – BEFORE & AFTER – against President Trump. … Let’s face this fact: As evil-wicked as the Epstein Sex criminals are, the implications of treason among the Obama crew is much larger. Prosecuting that group of transformist Marxists WILL SHAKE whatever validity the U.S. Constitution holds as the framework for the rule of law in the United States of America. …MORE RUMINATIONS & GABBARD VIDEO!
#ObamaAdminTreason

https://www.thegatewaypundit.com/2025/07/president-trump-calls-adam-schiff-be-prosecuted-drops/

The Three Generations of the Moon

In the heart of the snow-covered lands, where pine trees sing in the wind and the moon glows like a guardian spirit, there lived three women: the Daughter, the Mother, and the Grandmother. They were more than family — they were The Keepers of Memory.

Each of them held the wisdom of their time:

The Daughter carried the voice of the future.

The Mother carried the strength of the present.

The Grandmother carried the stories of the past.

Every winter, when the moon was full and the first snow began to fall, the three would gather at the edge of the forest, facing the sky. They stood side by side — one looking to tomorrow, one grounded in today, and one remembering yesterday.

On one such night, a great silence fell over the land. No birds flew. No wolves howled. Even the wind held its breath. The Grandmother lifted her eyes and said:

“The Spirit Moon calls us. It is time to sing the Song of Continuance.”

So they sang.

Their voices rose together — old and young, soft and strong — weaving a chant so ancient that even the snow paused to listen. As they sang, the forest glowed. The moonlight wrapped around them like a shawl, and from their breath, stars were born.

In that moment, a truth became clear: they were not just three women.

They were one spirit in three forms — the same soul moving through time, bound by love, memory, and the Earth itself.

When the song ended, the snowfall resumed. But something had changed. The forest seemed warmer. The trees stood taller. And far above, the moon shone with a knowing light.

To this day, the people say:

“When you hear snow falling like a whisper, the Three Generations are singing. And through them, we remember who we are.”

#nativeamericanwisdom

https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/politics/doj-fires-maurene-comey-daughter-of-james-comey-and-a-prosecutor-in-sean-combs-and-ghislaine-maxwell-s-cases/ar-AA1IK0J1

BREAKING: POLITICAL EARTHQUAKE: DOJ FIRES Maurene Comey, Federal Prosecutor Who Filed Key Court Docs to Keep Epstein Files Under Seal
https://www.thegatewaypundit.com/2025/07/breaking-maurene-comey-fired/

Trump Signals Support for Special Prosecutor to Investigate Epstein Files
https://yournews.com/2025/07/16/3639201/trump-signals-support-for-special-prosecutor-to-investigate-epstein-files/

Juan O'Savin, Michael Jaco and Roseanne:

https://rumble.com/v6w4uh8-juan-o-savin-roseanne-bar-evil-among-us-jaco-7-12-2025.html

John H. Bryan - Trooper INDICTED by Feds | Massive Scandal Implicates Head of Kentucky State Police:

https://thecivilrightslawyer.com/2025/07/05/trooper-indicted-by-feds-massive-scandal-implicates-head-of-kentucky-state-police/

#KentuckyStatePolice #Kentucky #PoliceMisconduct #PoliceBrutality #Police #Corruption #Conspiracy #Lies #Perjury #Coverup #Malfeasance #ResponseToResistance #Obstruction #UseOfForce #ExcessiveForce #TASER #Retaliation #WrongfulArrest #MaliciousProsecution #ProbableCause #IAPro #USDoJ #Lawsuit #CivilRights #ConstitutionalLaw #Law

John H. Bryan - Cop Arrests Mom of 3 Filming His Illegal Traffic Stop:

https://thecivilrightslawyer.com/2025/07/01/cop-arrests-mom-of-3-filming-his-illegal-traffic-stop-she-wins-in-court/

#Frankfort #FranklinCounty #KentuckyStatePolice #Kentucky #PoliceMisconduct #Police #Corruption #Lies #Malfeasance #ExcessiveForce #Retaliation #ProbableCause #WrongfulArrest #FalseArrest #MaliciousProsecution #FirstAmendment #CivilRights #ConstitutionalLaw #Lawsuit #Law

Very Interesting Article!

Brave Doctor Faces 35 Years in Prison For Not Killing His Patients During the Pandemic
Dr. Kirk Moore is being prosecuted by President Trump's DOJ, but pressure could get this case dismissed.
https://diedsuddenlynews.substack.com/p/brave-doctor-faces-35-years-in-prison?publication_id=2896549&post_id=167582313&isFreemail=true&r=1maoyr&triedRedirect=true&utm_source=substack&utm_medium=email