Just picked up Spurgeon’s “Evening by Evening” and flicked to a current entry. It stirred me, so I include it here:
‘In the evening withhold not thine hand.’ In the evening of the day, opportunities are plentiful to witness for Christ. Men return home from their labour, and the zealous soul-winner finds time to tell them of the love for Jesus. Do I have any evening work for Jesus? If not, let me no longer withhold my hand from a service which requires abundant labour. Sinners are perishing for lack of knowledge. He who loiters may find his hands crimson with the blood of souls. Jesus gave both his hands to the nails. How can I keep back one of mine from His blessed work? Night and day he toiled and prayed for me. How can I give a single hour to the pampering of my flesh with luxurious ease? Get up, idle heart. Stretch out your hand to work or uplift it to pray. Heaven and hell are in earnest. Let me be the same and sow good seed for the Lord this evening. Life is so brief that no man can afford to lose a day. If a king brought us a great heap of gold and told us to take as much as we could count in a day, we would make a long day of it. We would begin early in the morning and in the evening we would not withhold our hand. Winning souls is far nobler work. Why do we withdraw from it so quickly? Some are given a long evening of old age. If this is my case, let me use the talents that I retain and serve my blessed and faithful Lord to the last hour. By His grace, I will die in His service and lay down my task only when I lay down my body. In the evening I will not withhold my hand.