By meditation I can converse with God, solace myself on the bosom of the Saviour, bathe myself in the rivers of divine pleasure, tread the paths of my rest, and view the mansions of eternity.
One of the rarest of all acquirements is the faculty of profitable meditation. Most human beings, when they fancy they are meditating, are, in fact, doing nothing at all, and thinking of nothing.
Meditation may think down hours to moments. The heart may give most useful lessons to the head, and learning wiser grow without his books.
No soul can preserve the bloom and delicacy of its existence without lonely musings and silent prayer, and the greatness of this necessity is in proportion to the greatness of evil.
Meditation is the soul's perspective glass, whereby, in her long removes, she discerneth God, as if he were nearer at hand.
It is not hasty reading, but seriously meditating upon holy and heavenly truths that makes them prove sweet and profitable to the soul. It is not the bee's touching on the flowers that gathers the honey, but her abiding for a time upon them, and drawing out the sweet. It is not he that reads most, but he that meditates most on divine truth, that will prove the choicest, wisest, strongest Christian.
It is easier to go six miles to hear a sermon, than to spend one quarter of an hour in meditating on it when I come home.
Meditation is that exercise of the mind by which it recalls a known truth, as some kind of creatures do their food, to be ruminated upon till all the valuable parts be extracted.
Meditation is the life of the soul; action is the soul of meditation; honor is the reward of action: so meditate, that thou mayest do; so do, that thou mayest purchase honor; for which purchase, give God the glory.
It is not the number of books you read, nor the variety of sermons you hear, nor the amount of religious conversation in which you mix, but it is the frequency and earnestness with which you meditate on these things till the truth in them becomes your own and part of your being, that ensures your growth.
Meditation is the nurse of thought, and thought the food for meditation.
A man of meditation is happy, not for an hour or a day, but quite round the circle of all his years.
Meditation is the tongue of the soul and the language of our spirit; and our wandering thoughts in prayer are but the neglects of meditation and recessions from that duty; according as we neglect meditation, so are our prayers imperfect,—meditation being the soul of prayer and the intention of our spirit.
Reading and conversation may furnish us with many ideas of men and things, yet it is our own meditation that must form our judgment.
'Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours and ask them what report they bore to heaven, and how they might have borne more welcome news.