Are there not solemn seasons in your soul, when you think upon the Lord? When you lie awake, perhaps at midnight, thinking upon God, upon His truth, His love, His word, His dealings with your soul, and your desires, prayers, and breathings all flow forth to His sacred Majesty; is not this some evidence that you are thinking upon His name? And be assured that if you think upon Him, He has thought upon you.
Look at the giddy multitude. Do they think upon God? Is Jesus ever felt to  be precious to their soul? Do they pant after Him as the hart after the water  brooks? No; their language is, "There is no God." It is not their spoken  language, but it is their inward language. But through mercy you can say that  you think upon God; and thus there is some evidence, though you cannot rise up  to the assurance of it, that He thinketh upon you. And if He thinks upon you,  His thoughts are thoughts of good, thoughts of peace, and not of evil. Does He  not read your heart? Does not His holy eye look into the very secret recesses of  your soul? And if He thinks upon you, will He leave you, give you up, abandon  you in the hour when you need Him most? No; He who thought upon you in eternity,  will think on you in time, in every trial, every temptation, every sickness, and  in the solemn hour when soul and body part. Through life and death He will still  think on you, and will bring you at last to that Heavenly abode where these two  things will be blessedly combined, the Lord's ever thinking upon His Zion, and  His Zion ever thinking upon Him.
 (Ears From Harvested Sheaves for May 12th)
