"Return to thine own house, and show how great things God hath done unto thee." (Luke 8:39)
When Professor Drummond visited Africa, he had three "faithfuls" as he called them, and one was named Moola. The professor says that he never saw Moola do an inconsistent thing. He could neither read nor write, but he could be trusted with all his master had. The first night of the camp, after all had gone to rest, the professor was roused by low talking. He looked out of his tent, and there, in the moonlight, he beheld a little group of natives kneeling upon the ground, and Moola in the centre conducting evening prayers. Every night afterwards this service was repeated, no matter how long the march was, nor how tired the men. Moola's life thus gave him a right to minister to his brethren.
A famous atheist once said: "I can stand all the arguing of Christian apologists, but I have a little servant who is a disciple of Jesus; and her good, pure, honest, truthful life, staggers me sometimes."
This is what one covets for oneself, and for one's readers. It is the one argument for the Gospel to which there is no answer. "We want", says someone, "A Christianity that softens the step and turns the voice to melody: that fills the eye with sunshine and checks the harsh rebuke; a Christianity that is polite, deferential to superiors, considerate to friends; a Christianity that goes into the family, and keeps the husband from being cross when the dinner is late, and the wife from fretting when the husband tracks the newly-washed floor with his boots; that cares for the servants, beside paying them promptly; and that makes the family like the Eastern fig-tree, bearing on its bosom at once the tender blossom and the glory of the ripening fruit." (Selected)
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"Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when He shall appear, we shall be like Him; for we shall see Him as He is."
(1 John 3:2)
The sneer at the godly man for his imperfections is ill-judged. A blade is a small thing. At first it grows very near the earth. It is often soiled and crushed and down-trodden. But it is a living thing. The great dead stone beside it is more imposing; only it will never be anything else than a stone. But this small blade - it doth not yet appear what it shall be. (A Thought for Every Day -Henry Drummond)
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"A sower went out to sow his seed: and as he sowed, some fell by the wayside . . . some fell upon a rock . . . some fell among thorns . . . and other fell on good ground . . ."
The seed is sown indiscriminately, and although man rejects it because his will is opposed, nevertheless it is sown in his heart, for this parable shows how the Word of God is perfectly adapted to the need of man, meeting his conscience and heart. "Never man spake like this Man" (John 7:46). Christ's Word came with a power that reached the heart and affections; the will is corrupt, and therefore resists it.
It is not abstract grace here, but the condition of man that is recognized, therefore we find the Word so perfectly suited to the need, not claiming righteousness from man, but coming in with power to show him that he is a sinner, and laying open the thoughts and intents of the heart. When the heart is thus detected the Word comes with all gentleness and comfort for healing and rest, because there is grace to meet a soul in whatever state it may be found. The heart is spoken to, and therefore the Gospel leaves man without excuse. (The Man of Sorrows - JND)
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"In God I will praise His word; in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do unto me."
He who would keep up intimate converse with the Lord must habitually find in the Scriptures the highway of such companionship. God's aristocracy, His nobility, the princes of His realm, are not the wise, mighty, and highborn of earth, but often the poor, weak, despised of men, who abide in His presence, and devoutly commune with Him through His inspired word.
Blessed are they who have thus learned to use the key which gives free access, not only to the King's Treasuries, but to the King Himself. (A.T. Pierson in "George Mueller of Bristol."
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