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. |