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HOW A MAN’S CONDUCT
COMES HOME TO HIM

by Charles H. Spurgeon

NO. 1235
A SERMON DELIVERED ON LORD’S-DAY MORNING,
MAY 16TH, 1875,
AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON.

“The backslider in heart shall be filled with his own ways: and a good man
shall be satisfied from himself.” — Proverbs 14:14.

A common principle is here laid down and declared to be equally true in
reference to two characters, who in other respects are a contrast. Men are
affected by the course which they pursue; for good or bad their own
conduct comes home to them. The backslider and the good man are very
different, but in each of them the same rule is exemplified — they are both
filled by the result of their lives. The backslider becomes filled by that
which is within him, as seen in his life, and the good man also is filled by
that which grace implants within his soul. The evil leaven in the backslider
leavens his entire being and sours his existence, while the gracious fountain
in the sanctified believer saturates his whole manhood, and baptizes his
entire life. In each case the fullness arises from that which is within the
man, and is in its nature like the man’s character; the fullness of the
backslider’s misery will come out of his own ways, and the fullness of the
good man’s content will spring out of the love of God which is shed
abroad in his heart.

The meaning of this passage will come out better if we begin with an
illustration. Here are two pieces of sponge, and we wish to fill them: you
shall place one of them in a pool of foul water, it will be filled, and filled
with that which it lies in; you shall put the other sponge into a pure crystal
stream, and it will also become full, full of the element in which it is placed. 
The backslider lies asoak in the dead sea of his own ways, and the brine
fills him; the good man is plunged like a pitcher into “Siloa’s brook, which
flows hard by the oracle of God,” and the river of the water of life fills him
to the brim. A wandering heart will he filled with sorrow, and a heart
confiding in the Lord will be satisfied with joy and peace. Or take two
farmsteads; one farmer sows tares in his field, and in due time his barns are
filled therewith; another sows wheat, and his garners are stored with
precious grain. Or follow out our Lord’s parable: one builder places his
frail dwelling on the sand, and, when the tempest rages, he is swept away
in it, naturally enough; another lays deep the foundations of his house, and
sets it fast on a rock, and as an equally natural consequence he smiles upon
the storm, protected by his well-founded dwelling-place. What a man is by
sin or by grace will be the cause of his sorrow or of his satisfaction.

I. I shall take the two characters without further preface, and first let us speak awhile about THE BACKSLIDER.  This is a very solemn subject, but one which it is needful to bring before the present audience, since we all have some share in it. I trust there may not be many present who are backsliders in the worst sense of the term, but very, very few among us are quite free from the charge of having backslidden, in some measure, at some time or other since conversion. Even those who sincerely love the Master sometimes wander, and we all need to take heed lest there be in any of us an evil heart of unbelief in departing from the living God.

There are several kinds of persons who may with more or less propriety be
comprehended under the term “backsliders,” and these will each in his own
measure be filled with his own ways.

There are, first, apostates, those who unite themselves with the church of
Christ, and for a time act as if they were subjects of a real change of heart.
These persons are frequently very zealous for a season, and may become
prominent, if not eminent, in the church of God. They did run well, like
those mentioned by the apostle, but by some means they are, first of all,
hindered, and slacken their pace; after that they linger and loiter, and leave
the crown of the causeway for the side of the road. By-and-by in their
hearts they go back into Egypt and at last, finding an opportunity to return,
they break loose from all the restraints of their profession, and openly
forsake the Lord. Truly the last end of such men is worse than the first.
Judas is the great type of these pre-eminent backsliders. Judas was a
professed believer in Jesus, a follower of the Lord, a minister of the gospel,
an apostle of Christ, the trusted treasurer of the college of the apostles, and
after all turned out to be the “son of perdition” who sold his Master for
thirty pieces of silver. He ere long was filled with his own ways, for,
tormented with remorse, he threw down the blood-money he had so dearly
earned, hanged himself, and went to his own place. The story of Judas has
been written over and over again in the lives of other traitors. We have
heard of Judas as a deacon, and as an elder; we have heard Judas preach,
we have read the works of Judas the bishop, and seen Judas the missionary.
Judas sometimes continues in his profession for many years, but, sooner or
later, the true character of the man is discovered; his sin returns upon his
own head, and if he does not make an end of himself, I do not doubt but
what, even in this life, he often lives in such horrible remorse that his soul
would choose strangling rather than life. He has gathered the grapes of
Gomorrah, and he has to drink the wine; he has planted a bitter tree, and he
must eat the fruit thereof. Oh sirs, may none of you betray your Lord and
Master. God grant I never may. “Traitor! Traitor!” Shall that ever be
written across your brow? You have been baptised into the name of the
adorable Trinity, you have eaten the tokens of the Redeemer’s body and
blood, you have sung the Songs of Zion, you have stood forward to pray in
the midst of the people of God, and will you act so base a part as to betray
your Lord? Shall it ever be said of you, “Take him to the place from
whence he came, for he is a traitor?” I cannot conceive of anything more
ignominious than for a soldier to be drummed out of a regiment of Her
Majesty’s soldiers, but what must it be to be cast out of the host of God!
What must it be to be set up as the target of eternal shame and everlasting
contempt for having crucified the Lord afresh, and put him to an open
sham! How shameful will it be to be branded as an apostate from truth and
holiness, from Christ and his ways. Better never to have made a profession
than to have belied it so wretchedly, and to have it said of us, “it is
happened unto them according to the true proverb, the dog is turned to his
own vomit again; and the sow that was washed to her wallowing in the
mire.” Of such John has said, “They went out from us, but they were not of
us; for if they had been of us, they would no doubt have continued with us:
but they went out, that they might be made manifest that they were not all
of us.”

This title of backslider applies also to another class, not so desperate but
still most sad, of which not Judas but David may serve as the type: we refer
to backsliders who go into open sin. There are men who descend from purity to careless living, and from careless living to indulgence of the flesh,
and from indulgence of the flesh in little matters into known sin, and from
one sin to another till they plunge into uncleanness. They have been born
again, and therefore the trembling and almost extinct life within must and
shall revive and bring them to repentance: they will come back weary,
weeping, humbled, and brokenhearted, and they will be restored, but they
will never be what they were before; their voices will be hoarse, like that of
David after his crime for he never again sung so jubilantly as in his former
days. Life will be more full of trembling and trial, and manifest less of
buoyancy and joy of spirit. Broken bones make hard travelling, and even
when they are set they are very subject to shooting pains when ill weathers
are abroad. I may be addressing some of this sort this morning, and if so I
would speak with much faithful love. Dear brother, if you are now
following Jesus afar off you will, ere long, like Peter, deny him. Even
though you will obtain mercy of the Lord, yet the text will certainly be
fulfilled in you, and you will be “filled with your own ways.” As certainly
as Moses took the golden calf and ground it into powder, and then mixed it
with the water which the sinful Israelites had to drink, till they all tasted the
grit in their mouths, so will the Lord do with you if you are indeed his
child: he will take your idol of sin and grind it to powder, and your life
shall be made bitter with it for years to come. When the gall and
wormwood are most manifest in the cup of life it will be a mournful thing
to feel “I procured this unto myself by my shameful folly.” O Lord, hold
thou us up, and keep us from fulling belittle and little, lest we plunge into
overt sin and continue in it for a season; for surely the anguish which
comes of such an evil is terrible as death itself. If David could rise from his
grave and appear before you with his face seamed with sorrow and his
brow wrinkled with his many griefs, he would say to you “keep your hearts
with all diligence, lest ye bring woe upon yourselves. Watch unto prayer,
and guard against the beginnings of sin lest your bones wax old through
your roarings, and your moisture be turned into the drought of summer.” O
beware of a wandering heart, for it will be an awful thing to be filled with
your own backslidings.

But there is a third sort of backsliding, and I am afraid a very large number
of us have at times come under the title — I mean those who in any
measure or degree, even for a very little time, decline from the point
which they have reached. Perhaps such a man hardly ought to be called a
backslider, because it is not his predominant character, yet he backslides. If he does not believe as firmly, and love as intensely, and serve as zealously
as he formerly did, he has in a measure backslidden, and any measure of
backsliding, be it less or be it more, is sinful, and will in proportion as it is
real backsliding fill us with our own ways. If you only sow two or three
seeds of the thistle there will not be so many of the ill weeds on your farm
as if you had emptied out a whole sack, but still there will be enough and
more than enough. Every little backsliding, as men call it, is a great
mischief; every little going back even in heart from God, if it never comes
to words or deeds, yet will involve us in some measure of sorrow. If sin
were clean removed from us sorrow would be removed also, in fact we
should be in heaven, since a state of perfect holiness must involve perfect
blessedness. Sin, in any degree, will bear its own fruit, and that fruit will be
sure to set our teeth on edge; it is ill therefore to be a backslider even in the
least degree.

Having said so much, let me now continue to think of the last two kinds of
backsliders, and leave out the apostate. Let us first read his name, and then
let us read his history, we have both in our text.

The first part of his name is “backslider.” He is not a back runner, nor a
back leaper, but a backslider, that is to say he slides back with an easy,
effortless motion, softly, quietly, perhaps unsuspected by himself or
anybody else. The Christian life is very much like climbing a hill of ice. You
cannot slide up, nay, you have to cut every step with an ice axe; only with
incessant labor in cutting and chipping can you make any progress; you
need a guide to help you, and you are not safe unless you are fastened to
the guide, for you may slip into a crevasse. Nobody ever slides lip, but if
great care be not taken they will slide down, slide back, or in other words
backslide This is very easily done. If you want to know how to backslide,
the answer is leave off going forward and you will slide backward, cease
going upward and you will go downward of necessity, for stand still you
never can. To lead us to backslide, Satan acts with us as engineers do with
a road down the mountains side. If they desire to carry the road from
yonder alp right down into the valley far below, they never think of making
the road plunge over a precipice, or straight down the face of the rock, for
nobody would ever use such a road; but the road makers wind and twist.
See, the track descends very gently to the right, you can hardly see that it
does run downwards; anon it turns to the left with a small incline, and so,
by turning this way and then that, the traveler finds himself in the vale
below. Thus the crafty enemy of souls fetches saints down from their high places; whenever he gets a good man down it is usually by slow degrees.
Now and then, by sudden opportunity and strong temptation, the Christian
man has been plunged right from the pinnacle of the temple into the
dungeon of despair in a moment, but it is not often the case; the gentle
decline is the devil’s favourite piece of engineering, and he manages it with
amazing skill. The soul scarcely knows it is going down, it seems to be
maintaining the even tenor of its way, but ere long it is far below the line of
peace and consecration. Our dear brother, Dr. Arnot, of the Free Church,
illustrates this very beautifully by supposing a balance. This is the heavy
scale loaded with seeds, and the other is high in the air. One morning you
are very much surprised to find that what had been the heavier scale is
aloft, while the other has descended. You do not understand it till you
discover that certain little insects had silently transferred the seeds one by
one. At first they made no apparent change, by-and-bye there was a little
motion, one more little seed was laid in the scales and the balance turned in
a moment. Thus silently the balance of a man’s soul may be affected, and
everything made ready for that one temptation by which the fatal turn is
made, and the man becomes an open transgressor. Apparently insignificant
agencies may gradually convey our strength from the right side to the
wrong by grains and half-grains, till at last the balance is turned in the
actual life and we are no more fit to be numbered with the visible saints of
God.

Think again of this man’s name. He is a “backslider,” but what from? He is
a man who knows the sweetness of the things of God and yet leaves off
feeding upon them. He is one who has been favored to wait at the Lord’s
own table, and yet he deserts his honorable post, backslides from the things
which he has known, and felt, and tasted, and handled, and rejoiced in —
things that are the priceless gifts of God. He is a backslider from the
condition in which he has enjoyed a heaven below; he is a backslider from
the love of him who bought him with his blood; he slides back from the
wounds of Christ, from the works of the Eternal Spirit, from the crown of
life which hangs over his head, and from a familiar intercourse with God
which angels might envy him. Had he not been so highly favored he could
not have been so basely wicked. O fool and slow of heart to slide froth
wealth to poverty, from health to disease, from liberty to bondage, front
light to darkness; from the love of God, from abiding in Christ, and from
the fellowship of the Holy Ghost into lukewarmness, worldliness, and sin. The text, however, gives the man’s name at greater length, “The backslider
in heart.” Now the heart is the fountain of evil. A man need not be a
backslider in action to get the text fulfilled in him, he need only be a
backslider in heart. All backsliding begins within, begins with the heart’s
growing lukewarm, begins with the love of Christ being less powerful in
the soul. Perhaps you think that so long as backsliding is confined to the
heart it does not matter much; but consider for a minute, and you will
confess your error. If you went to your physician and said, “Sir, I feel a
severe pain in my body,” would you feel comforted if he replied “There is
no local cause for your suffering, it arises entirely from disease of the
heart”? Would you not be far more alarmed than before? A case is serious
indeed when it involves the heart. The heart is hard to reach and difficult to
understand, and moreover it is so powerful over the rest of the system, and
has such power to injure all the members of the body, that a disease in the
heart is an injury to a vital organ, a pollution of the springs of life. A
wound there is a thousand wounds, a complicated wounding of all the
members a stroke. Look ye well then to your hearts, and pray, “O Lord
cleanse thou the secret parts of our spirit and preserve us to thy eternal
kingdom and glory!”

Now let us read this man’s history — “he shall be filled with his own
ways.” From which it is clear that he falls into ways of his own. When he
was in his right state he followed the Lord’s ways, he delighted himself in
the law of the Lord, and he gave him the desire of his heart; but now he has
ways of his own, which he prefers to the ways of God. And what comes of
this perverseness? Does he prosper? No; he is before long filled with his
own ways; we will see what that means.

The first kind of fullness with his own ways is absorption in his carnal
pursuits. He has not much time to spend upon religion; he has other things
to attend to. If you speak to him of the deep things of God he is weary of
you, and even of the daily necessaries of godliness he has no care to hear
much, except at service time. He has his business to see to, or he has to go
out to a dinner party, or a few friends are coming to spend the evening: in
any case, his answer to you is “I pray thee have me excused.” Now, this
pre-occupation with trifles is always mischievous, for when the soul is
filled with chaff there is no room left for wheat; when all your mind is
taken up with frivolities, the weighty matters of eternity cannot enter.
Many professed Christians spend far too much time in amusements, which
they call recreation, but which, I fear, is far rather a redestruction than a recreation. The pleasures, cares, pursuits, and ambitions of the world swell
in the heart when they once enter, and by-and-bye they fill it completely.
Like the young cuckoo in the sparrow’s nest, worldliness grows and grows
and tries its best to cast out the true owner of the heart. Whatever your
soul is full of, if it be not full of Christ, it is in an evil case.

Then backsliders generally proceed a stage further, and become full of their
own ways by beginning to pride themselves upon their condition and to
glory in their shame. Not that they really are satisfied at heart, on the
contrary, they have a suspicion that things are not quite as they ought to
be, and therefore they put on a bold front, and try to deceive themselves
and others. It is rather dangerous to tell them of their faults, for they will
not accept your rebuke, but will defend themselves, and even carry the war
into your camp. They will say, “Ah, you are puritanical, strict and straight-laced, and your manners and ways do mischief rather than good.” They would not bring up their children as you do yours, so they say. Their
mouths are very full because their hearts are empty, and they talk very
loudly in defense of themselves, because their conscience has been making
a great stir within them. They call sinful pleasure a little unbending of the
bow, greed is prudence, covetousness is economy, and dishonesty is
cleverness. It is dreadful to think that men who know better should attempt
thus to excuse themselves. Generally the warmest defender of a sinful
practice is the man who has the most qualms of conscience about it. He
himself knows that he is not living as he should, but he does not intend to
cave in just yet, nor at all if he can help it. He is filled with his ways in a
boasted self-content as to them.

Ere long this fullness reaches another stage, for if the backslider is a
gracious man at all, he encounters chastisement, and that from a rod of his
own making. A considerable time elapses before you can eat bread of your
own growing: the ground must be ploughed and sown, and the wheat has
to come up, to ripen and to be reaped, and threshed and ground in the mill,
and the dour must be kneaded and baked in the oven; but the bread comes
to the table and is eaten at last. Even so the backslider must eat of the fruit
of his own ways. “Be not deceived; God is not mocked, whatsoever a man
soweth, that shall he also reap.” Now look at the backslider eating the fruit
of his ways. He neglected prayer, and when he tries to pray he cannot; his
powers of desire, emotion, faith, and entreaty have failed; he kneels awhile,
but he cannot pray; the Spirit of supplications is grieved, and no longer
helps his infirmities. He reaches down his Bible; he commences to read a  chapter, but he has disregarded the word of God so long that he finds it to
be more like a dead letter than a living voice, though it used to be a sweet
book before he became a backslider. The minister, too, is altered; he used
to hear him with delight; but now the poor preacher has lost all his early
power, so the backslider thinks. Other people do not think so, the place is
just as crowded, there are as many saints edified and sinners saved as
before; but the wanderer in heart began criticizing, and now he is entangled
in the habit, and he criticises every thing, but never feeds upon the truth at
all. Like a madman at table he puts his fork into the morsel and holds it up,
looks at it, finds fault with it, and throws in on the floor. Nor does he act
better towards the saints in whose company he once delighted; they are
dull society and he shuns them. Of all the things which bear upon his
spiritual life he is weary, he has trifled with them, and now he cannot enjoy
them. Hear him sing, or rather sigh —

“Thy saints are comforted, I know,
And love thy house of prayer;
I sometimes go where others go,
But find no comfort there.”

How can it be otherwise? He is drinking water out of his own cistern and
eating the bread of which he sowed the corn some years ago. His ways
have come home to him.

Chastisement also comes out of his conduct in other ways. He was very
worldly and gave gay parties, and his girls have grown up and grieved him
by their conduct. He himself went into sin, and now that his sons outdo his
example, what can he say? Can he wonder at anything? Look at David’s
case. David felt into a gross sin, and soon Amnon his son rivalled him in
iniquity. He murdered Uriah the Hittite, and Absalom murdered his brother
Amnon. He rebelled against God, and lo, Absalom lifted up the standard of
revolt against him. He disturbed the relationships of another man’s family
in a disgraceful manner, and behold his own family rent in pieces, and never
restored to peace; so that even when he lay a-dying he had to say, “My
house is not so with God.” He was filled with his own ways, and it always
will be so, even if the sin be forgotten. If you have sent forth a dove or a
raven from the ark of your soul, it will come back to you just as you sent it
out. May God save us from being backsliders lest the smooth current of
our life should twin into a raging torrent of woe.

The fourth stage, blessed be God, is at length reached by gracious men and
women, and what a mercy it is they ever do reach it! At last they become
filled with their own ways in another sense; namely, satiated and
dissatisfied, miserable and discontented. They sought the world and they
gained it, but now it has lost all charms to them. They went after other
lovers, but these deceivers have been false to them, and they wring their
hands and say, “Oh that I could return to my first husband for it was better
with me then than now.” Many have lived at a distance from Jesus Christ,
but now they can bear it no longer; they cannot be happy till they return.
Hear them cry in the language of the fifty-first psalm, “Restore unto me the
joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy free spirit.” But, I tell you,
they cannot get back very easily. It is hard to retrace your steps from
backsliding, even if it be but a small measure of it; but to get back from
great wanderings is hard indeed, much harder than going over the road the
first time. I believe that if the mental sufferings of some returning
backsliders could be written and faithfully published they would astound
you, and be a more horrible story to read than all the torments of the
Inquisition. What racks a man is stretched upon who has been unfaithful to
his covenant with God! What fires have burned within the souls of those
men who have been untrue to Christ and his cause! That dungeons, what
grin and dark prisons under ground have saints of God lain in who have
gone aside into By-path meadow instead of keeping to the king’s highway.
Their sighs and cries, for which after all they have learned to be thankful,
are dolorous and terrible to listen to, and make us learn that he who sins
must smart, and especially if he be a child of God, for the Lord has said of
his people, “you only have I known of all the people of the earth, therefore
I will punish you for your iniquities.” Whoever may go unchastised, a child
of God never shall: the Lord will let his adversaries do a thousand things
and not punish them in this life, since he reserves vengeance for them in the
life to come, but as for his own children, they cannot sin without being
visited with strikes.

Beloved friends, let all go straight away to the cross at once for fear we
should be backsliders —

“Come, let us to the Lord our God
With contrite hearts return
Our God is gracious, nor will leave
The penitent to mourn.”

Let us confess every degree and form of backsliding, every wandering of
heart, every decline of love, every wavering of faith, every flagging of zeal,
every dulness of desire, every failure of confidence. Behold, the Lord says
unto us, “Return”; therefore let us return. Even if we be not backsliders it
will do us no hurt to come to the cross as penitents, indeed, it is well to
abide there evermore. O Spirit of the living God, preserve us in believing
penitence all our days.

II. I have but little time for the second part. Excuse me therefore if I do not attempt to go into it very deeply. As it is true of the backslider that he grows at last full of that which is within him and his wickedness, is true also of THE CHRISTIAN that in pursuing the paths of righteousness and the way of faith, he becomes filled and contented too. That which grace has placed within him fills him in due time.

Here then we have the good man’s name and history.

Notice first, his name. It is a very remarkable thing that as a backslider if
you call out his name will not as a rule answer to it, even so a good man
will not acknowledge the title here assigned him. Where is the good man?
Know that every man here who is right before God will pass the question
on, saying, “There is none good save One, that is God.” The good man will
also question my text and say “I cannot feel satisfied with myself.” No,
dear friend, but mind you read the words aright. It does not say “satisfied
with himself,” no truly good man ever was self-satisfied, and when any talk
as if they are self-satisfied it is time to doubt whether they know much
about the matter. All the good men I have ever met with have always
wanted to be better; they have longed for something higher than as yet they
have reached. They would not own to it that they were satisfied, and they
certainly were by no means satisfied with themselves. The text does not say
that they are, but it says something that reads so much like it that care is
needed. Now, if I should seem to say this morning that a good man looks
within and is quite satisfied with what he finds there, please let me say at
once, I mean nothing of the sort. I should like to say exactly what the text
means, but I do not know quite whether I shall manage to do it, except you
will help me by not misunderstanding me, even if there should be a strong
temptation to do so. Here is the good man’s history, he is “satisfied from
himself,” but first I must read his name again, though he does not own to
it, what is he good for? He says, “good for nothing,” but in truth he is
good for much when the Lord uses him. Remember that he is good because the Lord has made him over again by the Holy Spirit. Is not that
good which God makes? When he created nature at the first he said of all
things that they were very good; how could they be otherwise, since he
made them? So in the new creation a new heart and right spirit are from
God, and must be good. Where there is grace in the heart the grace is good
and makes the heart good. A man who has the righteousness of Jesus, and
the indwelling of the Holy Spirit is good in the sight of God.

A good man is on the side of good. If I were to ask, who is on the side of
good? we would not pass on that question. No, we would step out and say
“I am. I am not all I ought to be, or wish to be, but I am on the side of
justice, truth, and holiness; I would live to promote goodness, and even die
rather than become the advocate of evil.” And what is the man who loves
that which is good? Is he evil? I trow not. He who truly loves that which is
good must be in a measure good himself. Who is he that strives to be good,
and groans and sighs over his failures, yea and rules his daily life by the
laws of God? Is he not one of the world’s best men? I trust without self-righteousness the grace of God has made some of us good in this sense, for what the Spirit of God has made is good, and if in Christ Jesus we are new
creatures, we cannot contradict Solomon, nor criticize the Bible if it calls
such persons good, though we dare not call ourselves good.

Now, a good man’s history is this, “He is satisfied from himself.”

That means first, that he is independent of outward circumstances. He does
not derive satisfaction from his birth, or honors, or properties; but that
which fills him with content is within himself. Our hymn puts it so truly —

“I need not go abroad for joys,
I have a feast at home,
My sighs are turned into songs,
My heart has ceased to roam.
Down from above the blessed Dove
Is come into my breast,
To witness thine eternal love
And give my spirit rest.”

Other men must bring music from abroad if they have any, but in the
gracious man’s bosom there lives a little bird that sings sweetly to him. He
has a flower in his own garden more sweet than any he could buy in the
market or find in the king’s palace. He may be poor, but still he would not
change his estate in the kingdom of heaven for all the grandeur of the rich.

His joy and peace are not even dependent upon the health of his body, he is
often well in soul when sick as to his flesh; he is frequently full of pain and
yet perfectly satisfied. He may carry about with him an incurable disease
which he knows will shorten and eventually end his life, but he does not
look to this poor life for satisfaction, he carries that within him which
creates immortal joy: the love of God shed abroad in his soul by the Holy
Ghost yields a perfume sweeter than the flowers of Paradise. The
fulfillment of the text is partly found in the fact that the good man is
independent of his surroundings.

And he is also independent of the praise of others. The backslider keeps
easy because the minister thinks well of him and Christian friends think well
of him, but the genuine Christian who is living near to God thinks little of
the verdict of men. What other people think of him is not his chief concern;
he is sure that he is a child of God, he knows he can say, “Abba, Father,”
he glories that for him to live is Christ, and to die is gain, and therefore he
does not need the approbation of others to buoy up his confidence. He runs
alone, and does not need, like a weakly child, to be carried in arms. He
knows whom he has believed, and his heart rests in Jesus; thus he is
satisfied, not from other people and from their judgment, but “from
himself.”

Then, again, the Christian man is content with the well of upbringing water
of life which the Lord has placed within him. There, my brethren, up on the
everlasting hills is the divine reservoir of all-sufficient grace, and down here
in our bosom is a spring which bubbles up unto everlasting life. It has been
welling up in some of us these five and-twenty years, but why is it so? The
grand secret is that there is an unbroken connection between the little
spring within the renewed breast and that vast unfathomed fount of God,
and because of this the well-spring never fails; in summer it still continues
to flow. And now if you ask me it I am dissatisfied with the spring within
my soul which is fed by the all-sufficiency of God, I reply, no, I ant not. If
you could by any possibility cut the connection between my soul and my
Lord I should despair altogether, but as long as none can separate me from
the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord, I am satisfied and at
rest. Like Naphtali we are “satisfied with favor and full of the blessing of
the Lord.”

Faith is in the good man’s heart and he is satisfied with what faith brings
him, for it conveys to him the perfect pardon of his sin. Faith brings him nearer to Christ. Faith brings him adoption into the family of God. Faith
secures him conquest over temptation. Faith procures for him everything
he requires. He finds that by believing he has all the blessings of the
covenant daily to enjoy. Well may he be satisfied with such an enriching
grace. The just shall live by faith.

In addition to faith, he has another filling grace called hope, which reveals
to him the world to come, and gives him assurance that when he falls
asleep he will sleep in Jesus, and that when he awakes he will arise in the
likeness of Jesus. Hope delights him with the promise that his body shall
rise, and that in his flesh he shall see God. This hope of his sets the pearly
gates wide open before him, reveals the streets of gold, and makes kiln
hear the music of the celestial harpers. Surely a man may well be satisfied
with this.

The godly heart is also satisfied with what love brings him; for love though
it seem but a gentle maid, is strong as a giant, and becomes in some
respects the most potent of all the graces. Love first opens wide herself like
the flowers in the sunshine, and drinks in the love of God, and then she
joys in God and begins to sing: —

“I am so glad that Jesus loves me.”

She loves Jesus, and there is such an interchange of delight between the
love of her soul to Christ and the love of Christ to her, that heaven itself
can scarce be sweeter. He who knew this deep mysterious love will be
more than filled with it, he will need to be enlarged to hold the bliss which
it creates. The love of Jesus is known, but yet it passeth knowledge. It fills
the entire man, so that he has no room for the idolatrous love of the
creature, he is satisfied from himself, and asks no other joy.

Beloved, when the good man is enabled by divine grace to live in
obedience to God, he must, as a necessary consequence, enjoy peace of
mind. His hope is alone fixed on Jesus, but a life which evidences his
possession of salvation casts many a sweet ingredient into his cup. He who
takes the yoke of Christ upon him and learns of him finds rest unto his
soul. When we keep his commandments we consciously enjoy his love,
which we could not do if we walked in opposition to his will. To know that
you have acted from a pure motive, to know that you have done the right
is a grand means of full content. What matters the frown of foes or the
prejudice of friends, if the testimony of a good conscience is heard within? We dare not rely upon our own works, neither have we had a desire or
need to do so, for our Lord Jesus has saved us everlastingly; still, “Our
rejoicing is this, the testimony our conscience, that in simplicity and godly
sincerity, not with fleshly wisdom, but by the grace of God, we have had
our conversation in the world.”

The Christian needs to maintain unbroken fellowship with Jesus, his Lord,
if he would be good as a soldier of Christ, but if his communion be broken
his satisfaction will depart. If Jesus be within we shall be satisfied from
within, but not else; if our fellowship with him be kept up, and it may be
from day to day, and month to month, and year to year (and why should it
ever be snapped at all), then the satisfaction will continue, and the soul will
continue to be full even to the brim with the bliss which God alone can
give. If we are by the Holy Spirit made to be abundant in labor or patient in
suffering, if, in a word, we resign ourselves fully up to God, we shall find a
fullness of his grace placed within ourselves. An enemy compared some of
us to cracked vessels, and we may humbly accept the description. We do
find it difficult to retain good things, they run away from our leaking
pitchers; but I will tell how a cracked pitcher can be kept continually full.
Put it in the bottom of an ever-flowing river, and it must be full. Even so
though we are leaking and broken, if we abide in the love of Christ we shall
be filled with his fullness. Such an experience is possible; we may be

“Plunged in the Godhead’s deepest sea,
And lost in his immensity,”

Then we shall be full, full to running over; as the Psalmist says “my cup
runneth over.” The man who walls in God’s ways, obediently resting
wholly upon Christ, looking for all his supplies to the great eternal deeps,
that is the man who will be filled, filled with the very things which he has
chosen for his own, filled with those things which are his daily delight and
desire. Well may the faithful believer be filled, for he has eternity to fill him
— The Lord has loved him with an everlasting love; — there is the eternity
past: “The mountains shall depart and the hills be removed, but my
covenant shall not depart from thee” — there is the eternity to come. He
has infinity, yea the infinite One himself, for the Father is his Father, the
Son is his Savior, the Spirit of God dwells within him — the Trinity may
well fill the heart of man. The believer has omnipotence to fill him, for all
power is given unto Christ, and of that power Christ will give to us
according as we have need. Living in Christ and hanging upon him from  day to day, beloved, we shall have a “peace of God which passeth all
understanding to keep our hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” May we
enjoy this peace and magnify the name of the Lord for ever and ever.

Amen.

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