"Isaac went out to meditate in the field at the eventide."—Genesis 24:63.
VERY admirable was his occupation. If those who spend so many hours in idle company, light reading, and useless pastimes, could learn wisdom, they would find more profitable society and more interesting engagements in meditation than in the vanities which now have such charms for them.
We should all know more, live nearer to God, and grow in grace, if we were more alone. Meditation chews the cud and extracts the real nutriment from the mental food gathered elsewhere.
When Jesus is the theme, meditation is sweet indeed. Isaac found Rebecca while engaged in private musings; many others have found their best beloved there.
From the cedar to the hyssop, from the soaring eagle down to the chirping grasshopper, from the blue expanse of heaven to a drop of dew,
all things are full of teaching, and when the eye is divinely opened, that teaching flashes upon the mind far more vividly than from written books.
Our little rooms are neither so healthy, so suggestive, so agreeable, or so inspiring as the fields.
Let us count nothing common or unclean, but feel that all created things point to their Maker, and the field will at once be hallowed.
The glory of the setting sun excites our wonder, and the solemnity of approaching night awakens our awe.
If the business of this day will permit it, it will be well, dear reader, if you can spare
an hour to walk in the field at eventide, but if not, the Lord is in the town too,
and will meet with thee in thy chamber or in the crowded street.
Let thy heart go forth to meet Him.
