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Obeying the Truth, Love One Another

Obeying the Truth, Love One Another

Pastor and author A.W. Tozer

January 17, 1954

Outline

Biblical logic and love.

  • Tozer emphasizes the importance of ordering one’s thoughts in preaching.
  • Tozer emphasizes the importance of understanding the logic of the Bible, which moves with precision and follows beautiful reasoning.
  • Tozer highlights the New Testament’s reason-based demands, never giving whimsical commands without a sound reason.

External vs. internal religion.

  • Tozer argues that many religions begin with external practices, hoping to change the heart through actions, but this is opposite to the New Testament’s emphasis on internal change (heart matters).
  • Tozer contrasts Jesus’ approach with that of the Pharisees, who focused on external practices to change the heart, while Jesus emphasized the importance of internal change (the heart) for spiritual transformation.
  • Tozer argues that external religious change is insufficient without an internal transformation of the heart and soul.
  • Hindus attempt to purify their souls through bathing in the Ganges River, but their efforts are futile due to the river’s impurity.

Spiritual purification and the importance of obeying truth.

  • Tozer: Seeking right in wrong way, erroneous journey despite honesty and good intentions.
  • Tozer argues that many people are traveling in the wrong direction spiritually, despite appearing to make progress.
  • Tozer argues that some Christians focus too much on activity and forget about the importance of inner renewal and belief in the Bible.
  • Tozer suggests that both faith and obedience are necessary for spiritual purification, like the two wings of a bird.

Faith and works in the Bible.

  • Tozer argues that faith and works are interconnected, citing examples from the Bible such as Abel, Enoch, Noah, Abraham, and others who demonstrated both faith and works in their obedience to God.
  • Tozer emphasizes that faith without works is dead, and that works are necessary to demonstrate true faith, citing Hebrews 11 as a “works chapter” that highlights the importance of both faith and works in the life of a believer.
  • Tozer argues that true love for others is not feigned, but rather unfeigned and based on a genuine transformation by the Holy Spirit.
  • Tozer criticizes politicians and union leaders who feign love for the people they serve, while actually pursuing their own power and profit.

Genuine love and its cultivation.

  • Tozer: Real love isn’t always fawning, but can be tough & honest (John 1 John 4:18)
  • Tozer emphasizes the importance of cultivating love in the heart through prayer, obedience, and humility
  • Tozer warns against half-heartedness and double-mindedness, emphasizing the need for a unified and wholehearted commitment to love
  • Tozer emphasizes the importance of being filled with the fullness of God, rather than settling for half-hearted faith or half-baked spirituality.
  • Tozer encourages listeners to purify their souls and demonstrate genuine love for their brethren, rather than feigning affection.

Sermon

In the first chapter of 1 Peter, 1 Peter 1:22, the 22nd Verse. Peter continuing his exhortation to the Christians scattered abroad says, seeing ye have purified your souls in obeying the truth through the Spirit, unto unfeigned love of the brethren, see that ye love one another with a pure heart fervently. Now, that’s as far as we’ll go because the other, with the privilege the apostle claims for himself, switches on the word “being” to something else altogether. So, we’ll stay by verse 22.

Those of you who preach or teach or address groups of any sort, will note that there is one thing that you must be able to do if you’re going to address an audience at all, and that is to be able to order what you’re saying. The average Christian knows enough to preach all night. But he couldn’t do it because he is not skilled in ordering what he has to say. So that sermon preparation as far as the homiletical angle of it is concerned, simply consists of ordering what you’re going to say so that you won’t talk in circles and meet yourself constantly running around the circle.

Now, this 22nd Verse, to my mind, is one of the most perfect verses for a sermon, not that there will be the most perfect sermon, I promise you that. But I mean, a sermon outline here, something that you could get in your head or heart and be able to give it. He says, you have purified your soul, point one; by obeying the truth, point two; through the Spirit, three; unto unfeigned love of brethren, four; see, therefore that you love one another, five; out of a pure heart, six; fervently, seven. And it even has the good fundamentalist seven. One of my dear brothers won’t preach at all unless he can get seven points in his sermon. I never allow myself to be hemmed in by mathematics. If there aren’t seven there, I’m not going to put another one in. If there are less than seven, I’m not going to add one merely to make it look good. But there are seven here.

And starting out with this, we notice a peculiar phrase, or two of them: seeing that, see that. You Bible students might put a line under this. Now, incidentally, in studying the Bible, never try to spare your Bible. The Bible that was given to you 25 years ago; it was a wedding present and is still in perfect shape. They might just as well have given you Barton’s Almanac because it’s not doing you any good. Wear your Bible out. Mark it up. Thumb it. And then when it’s gone, get another one. Retire it honorably and get yourself another one. Work on your Bible. And so, I don’t hesitate to say, if you want to do a mark on, so that seeing that, see that.

Now, there is the sweet logic of the apostolic teaching. The older I get and the more familiar I get with the Scriptures, the more I’m pleased with the logic of the Bible. It moves along with beautiful precision. It marches like an army. Occasionally, the holy writer or the writer who spake as he was moved by the Holy Ghost, will take the liberty of a digression. Paul is full of them. They call them ellipses. The scholars call Paul’s style elliptical. He will start to say one thing, and then he’ll look over and see something else and lose the thread of his thought and dash over and say something better. They call it elliptical.

But Peter did the same thing here and you will find that in the Bible. But you’ll also find that wherever there is a complete statement, it always follows beautiful logic. So he says, seeing that therefore, see that. Now seeing that ye have done this one thing or seeing that this one thing is true of you. Therefore, see that this something else is true of you, based upon this other thing that is true view. Now, that is clear as I’m afraid it isn’t.

So, we have it here, the Bible never breaks in; comes ripping through to your heart with a command, but always precedes it with a reason for it. That is, the New Testament always gives biblical reasons for what it demands. There’s never anything whimsical about the Holy Ghost. There is imperious, a command, but that command always grows out of some sound, plentiful reason why it’s perfectly natural and right that it should be so. So, he says, seeing that you have purified your heart, therefore, love.

Now let’s look at the seven divisions here. And don’t brace yourself for a long talk, for I promise you it won’t be. He says, you have purified your souls. And the man of God begins with the word “souls” inside us. Most of the great religions of the world begin with externals. In fact, I am at the moment unable to think of any that do not or does not begin with the external. They begin with diet or dress or aesthetic practices or the celebration of days. And then they hope, and do hope indeed, that somehow by the performance of external acts, they will be able to work in on themselves to their heart. That by beginning in the fingers, you can work through to the heart. Beginning at the toes, you can work up to the heart. That’s the religions of the world. Buddhism begins externally; and the great religions that make so much of dress and of ascetic practices.

It would be amusing if it were not too significant of a trend, to see how such groups as the Hollywood actors and the nightclub boys and all the rest, are going in big for yogi these days. Everybody wants to be yogi. Well, the yogi, of course, is one who begins outside. And by certain body practices, by even body postures. He manages to control his breathing. And then, after he’s got his breathing under control, he controls his thoughts and slowly he works it in to his inner man. And the hope is that he’ll change himself and purify his soul by something he does on the outside. Now that is exactly contrary to the Scriptures, to begin on the outside and work into the center is unknown to the New Testament.

And that was the area of warfare between our Lord Jesus Christ and the Pharisees. The Pharisees were externalists. Jesus Christ was and is an internalist. They believe that by practicing external things, they could work in to the center and change the internal through the external. Jesus knew better and fought them as long as He lived on earth, and died and went to glory to prove them wrong and to prove that He alone knew that it was the heart that mattered. It was the internal that mattered and when the internal is right, the outside falls into line perfectly. That is also the difference between modernistic doctrines and liberalistic religions that begin by training and make much of religious education.

Now, religious education at best is the training of the man to think right and act right. And certainly, it’s not to be decried. It is to be desired. But without the secret and mysterious internal change, all of this outside change will be found to be wasted at last. He says, you have purified your souls.

Now I conclude from my study of the Bible, that the faith of Christ begins in the center and works out to the externals, conduct, and that we are safe in concluding that if a heart has not been reached, any religious profession is vain, completely vain. If the heart has been reached, the religious profession then takes on meaning. But if it has not been reached, all religious profession is vain. Does it sound like an old bromide, or religious cliche for me to repeat what you hear so much from the average evangelist? And he’s right in it, that you can join all the churches in the city, be baptized by every mode known and celebrate every holy day in the Christian calendar, and still be lost, if you are not changed on the inside.

You have purified your hearts, your souls, he says. And so, the soul is the inside of a person, the essence of the one, the person that which matters. That which makes you. That which is you. For the word soul here certainly can be, and is extended to mean the whole interior man, since synonyms would be the heart of the man or the reigns of the man. But it’s the whole interior man, and this man has been purified. There is a purification of the deep inner life that is required before we have any right to believe that our religious profession is valid. Now that’s one, you have purified your souls.

Now, the next question is how? Purification of the soul by bathing in the river Ganges is the method practiced by the Hindus. But the catch is that all they ever get is external bathing. And they tell me those who’ve seen the Mother Ganga, that it isn’t much, because Mother Ganga is too dirty to ever cleanse anybody. But we do not smile at them, nor do we look down our holy noses at them for the simple reason that they’re trying, erroneously, to do a right thing. They’re seeking a right in a wrong way, and they’ll never reach it, just as a man might erroneously start to drive to Detroit but turned his car in the direction of Omaha. Now he might be ever so honest. And some of you may smile quietly inside remembering the time you did that very thing. You thought you were going the wrong direction.

A man told me once this. He said he was a truck driver and worked with two men; their systems they had two men on the truck. And they had a little bed up there as they have, and one would sleep while the other one drove and then they would spell themselves that way, so they always had a fresh driver. I don’t know if they always do that, but they do that, some trucking companies.

Well, this man told me that he was driving once on a truck and his copilot was sleeping in the little bunk back of the driver. And he said, he came down this way, say, going east, saw a filling station, swung completely around, made a U turn and parked. He got some gasoline and woke up his friend. He said it’s your turn. It’s time for you to drive a lot.

So, he climbed up in the bunk and went sound asleep. 25 miles later, the new driver found that he his friend had turned the truck around. Now he was perfectly honest, but completely erroneous. It was a mistake. He had 50 miles to make up because of an error. You might say, but he’s such a good man. The difference is, he’s going the wrong way. But he pays his debts and he just loves his wife. It doesn’t make any difference. He was traveling the wrong way. And he will never get to the terminal going the wrong direction. But he’s so handsome. And a man with hair like that couldn’t make a mistake. He did. He made the mistake and nevertheless, but he belongs to the Masons and he’s a church member, but he’s gone the wrong way. And no matter who’s going and how nice he is nor how bushy his hair, if he’s going the wrong way his personality won’t get him going the right way.

Now, there are 1000s of people that the devil has turned their vehicle around and they don’t know it. And they’re pushing it right down to the floor and they’re going along beautifully. And they imagine they are going where they want to go because they’re making a good bracket and getting up some speed, but they’re not going the right direction. The yogi who gets his breathing under control and can properly manipulate his abdominal muscles, and who can hypnotize himself and draw in his thoughts and all that, he is making progress all right, but he’s traveling in the wrong direction. For he’s assuming the validity of an erroneous doctrine, that the heart is made pure beginning from without, whereas the Scripture says, the heart is made pure first and then everything else comes of itself. Ye hath purified your heart.

Now, how do you purify your heart. It says, by obeying the truth. Now, by obeying the truth, I don’t want you to be shocked by that word, obey. It’s not popular in the day in which we live, but it’s a good word, obeying the truth. Now, there are two sides, obeying and believing. In Acts 15:9, the Holy Ghost says, God purifying their hearts by faith. And in our text, the Holy Ghost says, purify your souls by obeying the truth. So we have faith and works, one by Peter and the other by the Spirit and the apostles in the book of Acts. Now, is there any contradiction here? No, here’s where our critics come along and say there’s a contradiction here. There’s no contradiction whatsoever.

Suppose that I was talking about, oh, a seagull, and I was making a great deal over the seagull’s beautiful right wing; and I said that seagull has one of the most graceful right wings you ever saw. Now, watch him. And he extended that right wing and push it out there and shook it off. And it was so graceful, an artist would run for his pencil just to outline the symmetry and beauty of that wing. So, we teach the validity of flight by the right wing of a seagull. But another man comes along and says, have you ever noticed the left wing of the seagull? It’s simply beautiful. But the first man says, heretic, and legalist, that you would dare mention that a seagull has a left wing. Why our whole church is built on the doctrine that has a right wing.

And the critic stands off and says, listen to that argument, they’re contradicting each other. Well, anybody ought to know that a seagull can’t fly with one wing. He’d only flapping a circle. He’d never get off the ground. And also, anyone should know that a seagull can’t fly with a left wing. He would fly in a circle only. He’d be spinning the other direction. If he tried to fly with his right wing, he’d go counterclockwise. And if he tried to fly with his left wing, he’d go clockwise, but he’d be where he was after he was done flapping.

Now there is the trouble in our churches. Some go out and get busy. Just as soon as you join the church, they give you five jobs and the chairmanship of a committee. And away you go. And people just wear themselves out flapping their left wing. But talk to him about the new birth. Talk to him about cleansing on the inside. Talk to them about the renewal of the soul and they don’t know what you mean. But our crowd, we specialize on right wings. And we don’t believe much in activity. We just believe in believing. And we’re both wrong and we’re both half-right.

But if you’ll believed the Bible instead of believing half-truth and see that when one man says you are purified by faith, and another man says you are purified by obeying, they’re not contradicting, they’re simply giving you both wings of the bird, that’s all. Faith has to have works, or it flaps in a circle. And works have to have faith or they’re dead. So, by works and faith, we go along.

Have you ever noticed that eleventh chapter of the book of Hebrews? I was just looking at it here this morning. Have you ever noticed how that’s called the faith chapter, isn’t it? It says, by faith, by faith, by faith, by faith. But have you ever noticed it’s also a works chapter? By faith Abel offered unto God a more excellent sacrifice than Cain. He offered it by faith, but he did offer it. And he offered it in obedience to some revelation God had given him. By faith Enoch was translated, but also, Enoch by works walked with God until he was no longer.

By faith Noah built an ark. And by faith and works, he built an ark. So that it took works to build the ark. If Noah had sat down on a wooden horse and piled his tools beside him and said, I’m a just to believing, he’d never have gotten the ark built. But he called in his carpenters, laid down the blueprints and went to work. And somebody came along and said, you hope to save yourself by building an ark? You are not a New Testament Christian. You are a legalist. You’re mixing works with faith. No, no, Noah might have replied, I’m obeying my faith by doing what I’m told. So, he built himself an ark.

Go on down the line to you come to Abraham. By faith Abraham went out, but he did go out and by faith. Who else down here in a hurry, Gideon? Gideon did things by faith, but he also did them by works. He actually girded on the sword and went out.

Then there was Barak and Samson. Samson could have sat sublimely by and gazed at the heavens and said, I am believing in the Philistines, and would have swarmed around him. But he grabbed a jawbone of an ass and slew about 1000 Philistines. And then there was Jephthah and David and Samuel. You can go right on down the line. So, the the 11th chapter of Hebrews is not only a faith chapter, it’s a works chapter, too. God never makes a whole chapter of one wing. He puts the other wing in, even if it isn’t so visible. So, they’re both there.

Now again, through the Spirit. But you say, that is teaching the power of the human character to do good. No, it isn’t, because he says,”through.” The Spirit of God never commands righteousness without giving the power to be righteous. So, it is through the Holy Ghost. The real Christian who has been renewed inside and purified in his soul. He’s got no confidence in the flesh. He knows the flesh will never get him anywhere. But in Romans 8, we have that the works of the law might be fulfilled in us who walk in the Spirit and not in the flesh.

Now, the fourth point is, unto unfeigned love of the brethren. What does this all lead to, unfeigned love of the brethren. You see that word “unfeigned” here. Unregenerate society feigns its love, mostly. Politicians feign their love; they will kiss your baby. They’d even kiss your hand. They used to send garden seed. I haven’t got a package a garden seed in years. Has anybody around here got a package of garden seed? They used to send out garden seed, hoping that you would plant their garden seed and vote for them the next senatorial election. But they smile, they visit, they traveled around, they make whistle stops, they wave the flag, they quote Lincoln, and they’re all doing it to get your vote. They love you so much. When they make their speeches, they refer to you in drooling affection. But the reason they refer to you is that you have the sovereign power to put an X after their name.

And I suppose I shouldn’t say it here, but I often think how some of these lugubrious tears that union leaders shed over the poor, exploited, downtrodden proletariat. I think they’re crocodile tears made out of plastic, because those boys, call them in, call them out, call them in, call them out and make fools out of them. Treat them like puppets. And they’re riding in Cadillacs. Well, unions are good things, in a way, if they’re carefully run. I’ve always believed that. I also believe that they can become curses when they get into the hands of men who only claim to love the public but love only their own pocketbook and their own power.

And then there’s that salesman. He comes in, bless him. I used to sell books myself. That is, I went around trying it. I never sold much, because I was too honest and too timid. But a salesman comes in and he finds your name next door, and it’s Mrs. Jones, he says. How nice to see you. He found out next door who you are. Also he’s inquired about your family. Did Jim get back from the war yet? He wants to sell you something. The unregenerate world feigns its love for the most part except for its own tiny circles. But the Spirit implants real love, unto unfeigned love of the brethren. And the love of a Christian is not a feigned love.

I have had it said of this church, that it’s very friendly. And I have also heard it said of this church, that it’s quite unfriendly. I think perhaps a happy medium would be the truth. You will find friendliness here if you smile and look friendly. You will probably be passed up if you will look as if you didn’t want to be a friend. But I have been in churches where they just fawned over you. Haven’t you?

I remember years ago visiting a church. I just sat back there look straight ahead.

Pretty soon the pastor came around, and he fawned over me. You’d think I was Eisenhower’s twin brother they didn’t know he had. He didn’t know who I was. It wasn’t because of me. It would have been anybody else the same. He said he was so happy I had decided to look in on them. I hadn’t. I just had gone to church, but I didn’t quite accept that. It was a little too much. When you love me too much, brother, I’m worried about you. Love me enough, and it’s all right. Don’t love me at all, and I’ll pray for you. But when it gets to be fawning love, it’s feigned love.

Now, the Holy Ghost gives us love that is real. It’s real love. And you know that real love isn’t always fawning over its object. Real love sometimes rebukes. The sharpest book in the New Testament, you know what it is? The sharpest book in the New Testament is 1 John. The apostle of love also could wield a paddle more vigorously than any other apostle. So, the loving John could lay it on when he needed to. He that loveth his son whippeth him betimes, Scripture says. And God loves us and whippeth us betimes. And if we love each other, it doesn’t necessarily mean that we love them with the meek, harmless, fawning love, but we love them for their soul’s sake. And we love them in God, unto unfailing love of the brethren.

Then he says see now that ye love one another. Obviously then, this love is not a wild plant that will grow of itself. It is there in the heart by a divine planting, but it must be cultivated. Dandelions will grow without cultivation. Love must be cultivated. The human heart must be cultivated. We must work on it. We must pray, search the word, and obey and believe and humble ourselves and open our minds to the incoming Holy Ghost, so that we may cultivate and see that we love one another.

Then he says, out of a pure heart. And I can only pass that by for time’s sake and say that no other kind of heart can really love purely, because the heart to love purely, must love unselfishly. Unselfish love does not exploit its objects, and it doesn’t ask anything in return. That is so lofty that the modern world knows little or nothing about it. But it’s out of a pure heart.

Then he says, fervently, and I close by reminding you that God hates everything that’s halfway. He hates half-minded people. Ye are double-minded, He said. Now, a double mind is a mind that’s half one way and half the other. And God hates the double mind and says no man who prays with a double mind need expect to get anything. Have some kind of mind. Settle for one, but let it be all one thing. Don’t let it be a divided mind. But that’s what a double mind is.

They used to call them Sunday Christians in the country. They said they had Sunday religion. And they used to say quaintly that they hung their religion up with their new suit in the closet when they got home Sunday night and never put it on again till the next Sunday morning. Now that’s being double-minded. And God hates all double mindedness because it isn’t real. He says we are to love fervently out of a pure heart, fervent love, fiery love, fervid love. And God says that Ephraim was a cake not turned and you know what that is. I might ask for a show of hands, how many had cakes for breakfast this morning? I was brought up on buckwheat cakes. And I know what a half-turned cake is. It’s a half-baked one. And the Lord hates half-baked things. He wants it to be baked all the way through.

And then he talks about the lukewarm. Now, I want to ask you this question and send you home with this metaphysical problem on your mind. Is a bottle half full of something, half full or half empty? I don’t know myself. And is lukewarm water, half warm or half cold? Tell me Tom after church. Incidentally, I got a long, five-page letter from a brother in California, vigorously taking me to task for saying that Tom Hare was Irish. He declared he’s nothing of the sort. But I’ll talk about that later.

But what I wanted to say was that what God wants here is not a half anything. What I started to say is, is a half Christian a half-sinner, a half-Christian. I don’t know, but I do know this, God will sweep the whole business out together. He’ll have nothing to do with half stuff. He says that we are to be filled unto the half-fullness of God—never! For God to say a thing like that, He wouldn’t be God. Filled unto the fullness of God, he says, not unto the half-fullness. God has nothing to do with half-full things. He gives us a whole day, not a half day. He gives us a whole personality, not a half personality, a whole mind, not a half mind, a whole salvation not a half salvation. And He expects our love to be a whole love, fervent, and not half cold.

Well, that’s a little outline. You’re welcome to it. Think it over. Seeing now that you have purified your soul by obeying the truth through the Spirit unto unfeigned love of the brethren. Now see to it that that love goes to work, and you really love each other out of a pure heart, fervently. That’s Peter’s exhortation. I pray that it may be taken to our hearts and may do us good.

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The Great Common Faith”

The Great Common Faith

Pastor and author A.W. Tozer

December 9, 1956

The first chapter of the book of Titus, Titus, the first chapter, Paul, a servant of God and an apostle of Jesus Christ according to the faith of God’s elect, and the acknowledging of the truth which is after godliness, in hope of eternal life, which God that cannot lie, promised before the world began, that hath in due times, manifested His Word through preaching, which is committed unto me according to the commandment of God, our Savior. To Titus, mine own son after the common faith. Grace, mercy and peace from God the Father and the Lord Jesus Christ our Savior.

Now, there are four phrases here; according to the faith of God’s elect; and the acknowledging of the truth; and manifested His Word through preaching; and after the common faith. Now they all mean about the same thing, the faith of God’s elect, the common faith, the truth that is preached, and the truth that is acknowledged.

Now, every so often, it’s necessary that a minister should restate what is the common faith, the faith by which we live. I want you to notice that the word “faith” has two meanings. It means a body of truth. That is it’s one meaning. It means the response of the heart in belief to that body of faith. That’s its second meaning. And we’re never sure except by the context which is meant in the Scriptures. And when Paul talks about the faith and we sing about the faith of our fathers, we’re not talking about their heart’s faith. We’re talking about the body of doctrine they held.

Now often in our teaching and preaching we take for granted too much. We assume that our hearers know things that they simply do not know. Many of them do, but some of them don’t, because a new generation comes up into its middle teens and are ready to be taught mature truth. New people come in and others go and great turnover occurs in congregations like this one particularly. So today, I want to sketch over what is it that we acknowledge? What is it that we preach as a church? What is the faith of God’s elect? What is the common faith, the faith shared by all Christians?

Well, it’s a pleasant job and not a difficult one at all. And I want to point out I suppose we’ll run to about 10 to 12. But I want to point out and sketch briefly the things we stand for.

Now these things do not constitute Alliance truth. You’ve never heard me use the phrase except to declare I didn’t believe it, Alliance truth. There is no such thing as Alliance truth. There is no such thing as Baptist truth nor Presbyterian truth nor protestant truth. Truth is truth. Jesus Christ said, I am the Truth. And out of His mouth came the Truth as out of a fountain. And that truth is so divine and so universal, that it will not allow itself to be joined by a hyphen to any man-made organization. So there’s no such thing as Alliance truth and there’s no such thing as fundamentalist truth. There’s no such thing as Moody truth and Nyack truth and Taylor truth and Catholic truth. Truth is simply truth without modification and without any qualifiers.

Now what is this truth that we Christians agree on? We disagree on a lot of things. We disagree on modes of baptism. And we disagree on certain eschatological truths, those that have to do with the future events in the coming back of Christ and the end of the age. We disagree on organizational truths. But if we’ll only look, we’ll find that the things we agree on are the fundamental things and the things we disagree on are only secondary. And that the things we agree on are very many more than the things we disagree on.

For instance, we agree and teach as the faith of our fathers and as part of the declaration of truth for which we stand, that the great reality is God. Now I spoke about that yesterday on the radio briefly, and for you who heard, I do not want to repeat too monotonously, so I’ll merely sketch this. It is the part and parcel of all the Christian teaching, that God is. This is the greatest fact.

But you say, don’t we all know that. Must it be brought up again? And the answer is that it’s astonishing how many people don’t know it, or know it only vaguely. But it is the foundation of all sane thinking nevertheless, that God is and that God is real. That is, that God is objectively real like a mountain hidden in the clouds. You can’t see the mountain but the mountain is there. And you only have to take the clouds away to reveal it. So the greatest fact the Bible teaches, the Christian teaches, and it is the foundation fact upon which all the temple of Christian truth rests, that the great reality is God. That God is, God created, God spake, God made God is, that’s the great reality. We begin there.

And then the second great truth that we hold, and it’s held by all Christians, that we’re made by and for God. Now, suppose a child asked the question, and they all do, Mama, where did I come from? If the mother answers the question, God made you, she is more profoundly simple and more scientifically sound in her statement than all the explanations that we might be able to give, the biological or physiological explanations. God made you. That’s what the Bible teaches. The Bible teaches that this God, who is a reality and who is objectively real, isn’t created, but He is. Whether there’s any creation or not, that this God made us and not ourselves. As it says in the Psalms, the Lord has made us and not we ourselves. So, God made you is a perfectly sound and right answer. And incidentally, it goes beneath all the physiological answers possible to give.

And then a second question the child might ask would be, what did God make me for? Now, the child who hasn’t intelligence enough to begin to probe around and ask who made me? Where did I come from and why am I here? That child won’t amount to very much when he grows older. He’ll be a taxpayer and he’ll vote you know. You know, you don’t have to know anything to pay taxes and vote. You just have to be able to breathe. And this child will grow up and pay taxes and propagate his kind. But if he amounts to much, he’s likely to ask this question, what did God make me for? And what’s it all about? Why am I here?

Now, he may not hold that serious attitude of mind very long, because he’ll see a cat walk across in front of him or a dog run down the alley, or somebody will come out and play ball and then he disappears in the cloud of joyful dust. But when he is or she is for a moment asking the question, what did God make me for, you don’t need to quote Plato and go into any profound explanations. You only have to say, He made you for Himself. For that is Christian teaching that’s foundational. That’s a part of it, and yet it’s the part that’s overlooked. God is. God made us. And God made us for Himself, to honor Him, and to enjoy him forever. To live in fellowship with Him while the ages roll on and millenniums roll on. That is what God made us for.

Now, just there you have two great truths, just there. Up to now they’re not saving truths, but they’re there, God is, and God made me and God made me for Himself. Those are great truths. And they’re woven through all the fabric of New Testament Christianity. They’re woven through all the sermons preached by the saints of God, from the teachings of Jesus and John the Baptist, and Jesus on down to the latest evangelical preacher that rises to preach in any simple church anywhere in the world. That’s what God did. He made us and made us for Himself.

And the third is, that our relationship to Him is all that really matters. Now, you may hear all kinds of approaches made to this subject, but after all, that’s what we’re all trying to say. And that’s what’s all the preachers are trying to say and what all the writers and editors and book publishers are trying to say, that is, Christian. That our relationship to God is all that matters. It’s of first importance, and that it should be the first responsibility of our lives. But that we broke that fellowship by sin. This is a part of Christian truth, and right here, we diverge sharply from ordinary pagan religion that is so broad, widespread everywhere in the world, particularly in the United States. We broke that fellowship. Our relation to God is all that mattered and we violated that relationship and broke that relation by sin in what we call the fall of man.

Now, there we have it. These things, they are the faith of our fathers. These things are what men lived and died for and died by; that God is the great reality, that God made us, that God made us for Himself. That our relationship to God is all that matters, and yet that we’ve broken that relationship through sin.

And then we go on and somebody says, well, what is the next answer? What’s the next? What can you tell me next then? The child asked the question, who is Jesus? I hear the preachers talk about Jesus and we sing sometimes about, Jesus loves me this I know. Who’s Jesus? Well, the answer is Jesus is God come to us. Now that’s the best answer in the wide world. And incidentally, that’s all the early church knew. Long before we knew about persons and substance and had invented words to try to set forth philosophically the doctrines of the faith. Long before that, whole generations of fire-baptized Christians had gone everywhere, almost, throughout the civilized world and had preached the gospel and they didn’t know any more than this about Jesus. Jesus is God come to us. That’s all. His name is Emmanuel. He is God come to us.

How He could be both God and man in one individual. They thought about that later, but they didn’t think about that in the early days. Paul didn’t even try to explain it. Peter didn’t try to explain it. The early apostolic fathers scarcely tried to explain it. It was only when they began bringing human reason to bear upon these doctrines that explanations began. We got the word “person,” the word “essence,” the word “substance,” and oh, the very many, the word “trinity” and trinitarian. Those words came later as an effort to explain that which can be summed up in these words, Jesus is God come to us. That’s all you have to tell your child at first. And that’s all we have to tell the heathen, Jesus is God come to us.

I don’t know. I’ve never been on the mission field, but I would risk that the Christian missionaries don’t try to tell the heathen at first all about the Trinity and about the indivisible substance and not confounding the persons and all of that; and the pre-incarnate glory of Christ and the fusion of the two natures in one personality. No, I don’t think they talk about that. They simplify it and say Jesus is God come to us. And when we talk about Jesus, we’re talking about God. That is the Christian faith. That is what the man of God meant when he said, the faith of God’s elect and the acknowledging of the truth which is after godliness. And through preaching the Word, the common faith, by which you’ve been converted Titus. That’s what he had in mind.

Jesus is God coming to us, to win us and to restore us and to redeem us. This is one of the impregnable rocks upon which we build. And it isn’t very hard to grasp, is it? You don’t have to take a course anywhere nor learn Greek to know it. Greek is all right. But that’s where we got our New Testament, that we have good faithful translators that have given us English. So, you don’t have to know, you don’t have to be a theologian, thank God. You only have to be a believer that Jesus is God come to win us, come to restore us. I said that part of our faith is also that we broke away from God by sin in the tragedy of the fall, but that Jesus is God come to restore us and to redeem us.

And now somebody may ask the question. I imagine some child asking, now, if Jesus is God come to us, then why did they kill him? Why did Jesus die? What’s it about? Why did He die? Well, He died to undo our sins. We don’t know exactly why that had to be, but we only know that it had to be. And we don’t know why it had to be.

The temptation of the human mind is to bore in and bore in and try to find reasons under the profundities of God’s dealings. Sometimes we can find those reasons, but more often we can’t. I don’t know why Jesus had to die. But because we had broken fellowship and because our relationship to God is all that matters, seeing that He made us and made us for Himself. Then that fellowship was broken and that purpose of God was frustrated. Then God came to us in order that He might undo this, in order that He might undo our sins and destroy our old record. Justice demands that the soul that sinneth, it shall die. That’s why when we sinned, we died. But Jesus came to destroy that old record.

And there’s one thing absolutely sure, there are no mugshots anywhere of a Christian. Sometimes a man is pardoned. I heard a John Callahan tell about being pardoned after he was converted in prison. He was in on a hold up that resulted in death, though he didn’t kill the man, he was sent to prison for murder. He was converted in prison, and then he got out and was, rose so fast in his work, that he got popular and got to eating with governors and great men. And finally, a governor asked him what he could do for him. And he said, there’s just one thing. I’ve been pardoned and forgiven for my crime against society. But my mug shots, my face, two pictures of me are still somewhere in your records, and I want them back and the governor said, I’ll see what I can do. So, the governor sent them back. And not only was he forgiven and every record wiped clean, but even his picture was taken out of the picture gallery of crime that they keep in the state institutions.

Now nowhere in the wide world, not in heaven or earth or sea or in the depths of the hell, will you find any mug shots of a child of God. You will not find any rogue’s gallery where God keeps the old pictures of what you used to be. Jesus came to destroy our record. That’s what He came for. And He came to reconcile us to God. He came to reconcile us to God that we might be reconciled. Be ye reconciled to Him, because He has been propitiated and we’re now reconciled. That’s the message of the gospel. To God I am reconciled. His pardoning voice I hear. He owns me for His child, I need no longer fear. In confidence I now draw nigh and Father, Abba Father cry. That’s simplifying it and saying it beautifully and musically, and that’s what the Bible teaches.

So, answer the child, why did Jesus die if He was a good man and He was God come to us? Why did He die? And the answer was, He died that this friendly God can now befriend us. That this wounded God that we have wounded by our sins, can now befriend us and be our friend.

Well, then someone says, now I’ve heard about the gospel all of my life. What is the gospel? Well, the gospel is God’s official proclamation that now, because God has come to us and has died for us and risen, died to undo our sins and destroy our record, and reconcile us to God; therefore, we now can believe and we can get the benefit of all this by believing in Jesus Christ. And of course, it always carries an invitation. There are those who would strip the gospel down to a mere statement of fact: Christ died and rose again for our sins. No, the gospel is more than that. The gospel is an invitation. Let me illustrate.

Suppose that you quarreled bitterly with some lifetime friend of yours. I hope such a thing wouldn’t happen. But if you had a bitter quarrel, your families quarreled and there was litigation and stern looks and angry talk and refusal to speak and the two families were alienated from each other. And then the time came when they forgave and the wronged party said, now, I want you to know, I forgive. It’s all over. As God forgave me, I forgive you. And I will hold it no more against you.

You know, one more thing he’d have to do before you’d feel real good about it, he’d have to invite you over. Come over for dinner. And when he said, come over for dinner and bring the family and we’ll have a reunion, then you’d know, okay, he means it. It’s all right. Before he proclaimed a fact, I had been forgiven. But now he invites me to come. The gospel contains not only an official announcement that the kind God is now able to be kind, the merciful God is now able to be merciful because He came to us in Christ and died for our sins to sweep away all the hindrances.

But along with that proclamation also, there’s an invitation. Come on, come on, come to my house, come to see me coming, that is, eat together. I stand at the door and knock, and if any man open the door, I’ll come in. It’s an invitation and a proclamation. That’s the gospel.

And then, how can I receive this? If it’s true, why doesn’t it work without my doing anything? What response must I make? And the answer is, you must believe what you’re told about this, because God told it. You must believe it, and cast in your lot with Him. Then it becomes effective in your life. Turn away from your sin and cast in your lot with Him. The sins that He died to deliver you from, turn your back on them and cast in your lot with Jesus who is God come to us. And it becomes effective in your life at once.

And there are 1000s of people, almost I might say millions of them if you were to count them all, even now, in this tragic, terrible age in which we live, this age of immorality and degeneracy. There are still perhaps a million or more who can say with shining face, I know you’re telling the truth. I heard the proclamation. I heard it that God made me, made me for Himself, but that I sinned and broke, broke, all forfeited, all rights to His fellowship, but that He sent His Son, and that Jesus came. God came to us, that He died and rose and lives and I’ve heard that and I believe it. And the change in my life has been wonderful. That’s what the gospel is. That’s what the gospel is, and all we have to do is receive that gospel with a firm determination that from here on we’re not going to live the old life anymore.

I have had some unkind and unpleasant things to say and I don’t apologize at all about those who teach that all we have to do is believe and are ready to bring people in in this easy believe fashion. No, no. There must be a determination to turn away from sin and cast your lot in with Jesus and carry His cross along with Him. And then after that, all you have to do is believe for that’s all you can do is believe.

When I was a young man studying hard in the great doctrines of the faith, I remember I went to God and I said, God, why is it that you’ve got to believe to be saved? And why is it that faith does save. Why is it that you didn’t make some other condition? Why didn’t you lay down some other conditions instead of faith? And I went to bed thinking about that.

Now, psychologists say that if you get a question in your mind, go to bed, your mind will work by unconscious cogitation and you may have the answer in the morning. I don’t think this was a miracle. And I don’t say that God woke me in a dream, but only say that the next morning as I stepped out of bed onto the floor after a night’s sleep, I stood straight up on the floor and had the answer. It came to my heart like this, because that’s the only thing you could do. I saw that and I’ve never had reason to change my mind since.

The Bible confirms it that God said you are to believe in His Son because that’s the only thing left. You can’t do anything else. You can’t fix yourself up any, even repenting. You’ve got to repent and turn away from sin. That’s what that means. But even that wouldn’t save you. Judas repented, but he perished. You’ve got to believe in Jesus, because that’s all that’s left that anybody can do. Just as the dying Jews back in the Old Testament, in their great pain and when they were being poisoned as the deadly virus went through their veins. All they had to do was look at a serpent on a pole and believing in that serpent they were instantly healed. Why did God make it so easy? That was all they could do? What else could they do? And so, that’s all we can do, granted that we have turned away from sin.

And now another point is, and this is part of the faith which we teach, that we can experience God, that God can be known. But somebody says, can I really know God as I know my grandfather or as I know my friend across the street? Can I really know God, speak to Him and have Him talk to me and talk to Him? And the answer of the Bible is all the way down the line, yes. That’s part of the faith by which we live, that I can know God. That God knows me. And that by meditation on the sacred writings, with a quiet heart, I can hear God speak to me. And then by prayer, I can speak to God. And so, I can know God and yet, I can know God in an inwardness that is beyond speech, either written speech or spoken words. I can know God inwardly when I pray. There is a conscious awareness of God deep within the heart. He that believeth on the Son of God hath what?, the witness were?, in Himself. And so, we can know God in our deep hearts.

Now, there is another thing yet. All these are on the positive side, that you and I are called to believe this, this faith by which men are saved. This faith of God’s elect, this acknowledging of the Truth, this common faith, which saved Titus, and Paul and all saints and saved men today. Yet, we have a responsibility above this. There’s a generation to serve. David served his generation and fell on sleep. And you and I have a generation to serve. The Bible though it teaches that salvation is by faith, it still does not teach that we must stop and sit down there, but that there’s are two jobs to do. One is to do good in every practical way to everybody we can. And the other is witness to this truth, this faith of our fathers to all nations, starting next door, and ending up wherever the last heathen may be found in the far reaches of the world.

Now that’s a generation to serve, and this is a part of the Christian faith too. For God does not save us and then put us in what my grandmother used to call a bandbox. I’ve always been curious to know what a bandbox was until after all yours I never saw one. But she said why she thinks she got married to live in a bandbox. That was my grandmother’s sarcastic way of cutting down some lady who was putting on airs.

Now, what a bandbox is I do not know. But it evidently is a very fluffy place that you can get put in. And God does not save us to put us in a bandbox. He saves us in order that He might put overalls on us, and that He might put boots on us and tools in our hands and send us out rightly dividing the Word of Truth. Working like a carpenter, fighting like a soldier, planting and reaping like a farmer, hunting like a fisherman for the fish. So, we’ve got a job to do.

I don’t know what you think about all this. But brethren, I think it’s simply wonderful. And after all these years, I still believe that this is the greatest thing in all the wide world, that the great reality is God, that God is and God is real, that God made us for Himself. And that our relationship to God is all that matters. That we broke it in sin. But God came in Christ to restore us again, and that He restores us by believing the very things that we’ve stated. That God came in Christ and died and rose that He might restore us. And that we receive it by believing the Gospel and that it brings us into conscious experience of God. And that that conscious experience of God then eventuates in service, hard work.

One of the charges they bring against some of us is we’re mystical. But I have noticed and I’m prepared to make a case for it if I ever am forced to do it. But the mystics were the hardest working people that ever lived. The mystics, those who believed in the fullness of the Holy Ghost and the life in union with God, believe that men could experience God. They were nevertheless men, who wrought and labored and worked beyond all measure.

Finney was an evangelical mystic and one of the hardest workers that ever lived. Moody was in some measure what you might call an extroverted mystic, but he was a great laborer. And so were some of the great missionaries and the great reformers, and so were they down the years. They were men who believed that you can experience God. But they didn’t sit down and twiddle their thumbs. They got up and went to work to let this generation know that these things are true.

Now, those are the positive things briefly, there are two more and they’re the negative ones. They are, that all this glory can be missed by rejecting or denying or despising, by loving sin or refusing to believe or letting our egotistic pride prevent us. We can miss all this. As a poor farmer, living in a tarpaper shack and eating what little he could get. He may, only a few feet under his house and within easy reach of a pick and shovel, there may be uranium that will make him fabulously wealthy and buy him a yacht and a home in Florida. But instead of that he grubs it out, wears his overalls, has no decent suit, gets on the best he can. He hasn’t a dime to rub against another; fabulously wealthy if he only knew it. But he can miss the whole thing and die and be buried by the county.

And so we, says the Bible, in effect, can miss all this glory. We can live within reach of it and miss it all by refusing to believe it’s there by refusing to humble ourselves. And then at our death, the friendly invitation is withdrawn. The proclamation of the gospel is heard no more. The status of the soul is fixed for good. And we are lost without hope of reclamation. Now, that’s what we believe.

Is that worth giving for? Is that worth supporting? Is that worth uniting yourself with groups that believe that kind of thing? Is that worth anything? Ah, God gazes down like the sun. I thought this morning this and I’ll close. I thought how the gaze of God never fails. God never closes his eyelids, but like the sun that has no lids to close, shines down always, always, always upon the people. Always His friendly gaze is upon all mankind. But we don’t see Him because the clouds and mist and smog had shrouded it between us and Him and have shrouded the glory of His countenance.

And I thought, by way of kind of illustration, would you believe that this was the same city as yesterday. Do you remember yesterday morning this time? Do you remember the smog and the fog and the mist and the clouds and the gloom and everybody was shrugging and smiling and saying, this is a day isn’t it. Street car motorman, this is a day, was a day, a gloomy day. And it looked as if the sun had gotten lost somewhere in the immensity. But it was the same sun. And he’s in the same position, as it was this hour yesterday. The difference is the clouds have been swept away. I don’t know what happened to them. Whoever got them, I don’t pity, I mean, I don’t envy him. I do pity them. Whoever got this mess or whatever hit Chicago yesterday, but you and I have the sun shining down in brilliant glory.

Now the face of God shines upon all men. And the voice of God calls all men home. You and I can shroud ourselves in the cloud banks of iniquity and never see it during a lifetime, that smiling countenance and never hear that Voice. And if we do, says the Christian testimony, we shall certainly perish without end.

There we have it. That’s what to tell children. That’s what to tell the Jew down the street. That’s what to tell the Catholic or the Christian Scientist over here. That’s what to tell the paperboy. That’s what to tell the heathen over there. All so simple. It’s the faith by which men live. It’s the faith of our fathers. There’s infinitely more of course. But these are the great beliefs and if you believe them and teach them and live by them, blessed art thou and well shall it be with you. For the God of our fathers will be your God and will be to you what a father should be to his family.

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“The Hidden Life of Faith in the Smitten Rock”

The Hidden Life of Faith in the Smitten Rock

Pastor and author A.W. Tozer

October 3, 1954

In chapter 33 of the book of Exodus, verses 21-22. The Lord said, behold, there is a place by me. And thou shalt stand upon a rock, and it shall come to pass while my glory passes by, that I will put thee in a clift of the rock and will cover thee with My hand while I pass by.

Now, here in this chapter are the sections of the two chapters, which we read this morning, there is depicted one of the most charming and beautiful scenes found anywhere in the entire Bible. And this I would not say as a type of anything, but I would say that it is a marvelously beautiful illustration. It doesn’t preach to us maybe, but it seems to us. And it seems to us the song of the hidden life, I will hide thee in a clift of the rock while my glory passeth by. And it sings to us of the hidden life of faith, the song of the man and or a woman who has found the hiding place in the smitten rock.

Now, faith in the gospel oracle, has certain clear specific results. And I might say that faith is a gift of God to contrite hearts. It is not a conclusion drawn from facts. It is a spiritual ability imparted by the Holy Ghost. I keep bearing down on this wherever I go and telling the people, because it is one of the doctrines that has been lost by a de-emphasis. It is not denied, it is de-emphasized, with the result that it, for all practical purposes does not exist as a valid Christian doctrine today, that faith is not a conclusion. We do not say, you believe God wrote the Bible. Yes. This text is in the Bible. Therefore, did God write that text? Yes. If God wrote the Bible, this text is in the Bible, and God is true, therefore, is that text true? Yes. Well then, you’re a believer.

Now, that is one kind of faith, certainly that’s a kind of intellectual conclusion drawn from a set of facts. But faith in the gospel oracle, the faith that transforms men, is a gift of God, a spiritual ability to trust Christ, imparted by the Holy Spirit to the penitent man and withheld from every other sort of man.

Now, the man of faith, that is, who has this real faith, this imparted faith, enters an immortal kingdom at once. He is born into the Kingdom of God, and he joins a select circle. He joins the circle of the elect. It is not the ecumenical circle that we hear about so much recently. It is more than that. It’s bigger than that. It is the select circle. It is the circle of the elect, of those who’ve entered that immortal kingdom. And when a man thus does enter that Kingdom, he becomes what I might call a God-hidden man. I will hide thee said God. I will put thee in a clift of the rock. And this was, I repeat, perhaps not a type, but at least a beautiful illustration of the God-hidden life.

Now, I want to say four or five things about this man of faith, that he is a God-charmed man. If he’s a real Christian and hasn’t been wrongly taught, he lives in the center of the miracle, and he becomes in one very real sense, a true Bible mystic. He feels that the whole world is his. And he comes into accord with it. When our Lord Jesus Christ was in the wilderness, it said that he was among the wild beasts. And I suppose the average reader of that passage, might pity the Lord or say, how wonderful that he was protected by the beasts. But G. Campbell Morgan, in his book, “The Crisis of the Christ,” he says this, that it’s all wrong to think that our Lord was surrounded by beasts bent upon destroying him. He said that those beasts dated back to the early creation, and that they recognize their maker, and that they were tame in His presence; that they could not harm the one from whose hand they had come. So that the Lord among the beasts was as safe as the Lord among the angels. Now, I add that sentence. That was not from his book. But the idea is there that it was perfectly safe there as He would have been in heaven, because the beasts of the forest shall honor Me, says God. And they glorified Him by lying down at the feet of his Son.

Now, this God-charmed man sees the miracle, where everybody else sees no miracle at all, only the crass laws of nature and matter and form. But the true child of God sees the miracle everywhere. It is not a sign of senility or a sign that a man’s mind is bad, when he insists upon seeing God in a drop of water or a grain of sand, and of hearing the voice of God in the sighing of the wind or in the roar of the storm. God is in His world and He is in charge of it. And the God-charmed man finds God there. He is charmed and entirely safe. It was said about Jesus, you remember, that His hour was not yet come. They could not harm him while he walked among them, because His hour was not yet come. He was a charmed man and bore a charmed life.

In the Old Testament, there’s that passage, typical again, or at least a picture of how a sample of how things are, where Elisha was in Dothan the city, and his servant became frightened because the Syrian king had sent a great host with chariots and horses and soldiers against him. There they were surrounding the city, a great host. The margin says, a heavy host. I don’t know how many that would be. And the young, inexperienced man, who hadn’t learned that he was living a charmed life, and inhabited a perpetual miracle, he came running in excitedly to his master and said, O Master, Master, they’re surrounding us. There is a great host.

And the old experienced man said, don’t worry young fellow. They that are with us are more than they that are against us. O Lord, he said, open his eyes and let him see. And the Lord opened the eyes of the young man. And he looked and lo, in the mountains were horses and chariots of fire surrounding Elisha. And Elisha went on and prayed, O God, send these men in and make them temporarily blind and they became temporarily blind. And he led them into Samaria, and captured the whole army. These two men, this preacher and his associate, they led the whole army in and captured them. And the young associate, full of zeal and some ignorance said, Father, what will we do? Kill them? No, he said, give them something to eat and send them back home. He had inhabited a miracle too long. He didn’t need to kill men. And he said, now Lord, let them see. And every man saw and said, how did we get here? They were in Samaria, captured.

Now, that’s an example at least. It’s a sample of how God works. I have a lot of illustrations drawn from church history which I shall not at this moment give you, but which couldn’t be given in proof of the fact that the man of God lives a charmed life. And I repeat what I have often said and hold as a part of my living creed. That if a man obeys God, he cannot die until his work is done, if he obeys God. Now, if he leaves the way and goes among the wolves of his own deliberate sinful intention, I have no hope then that he shall fulfill the will of God. But if he obeys God and goes where God sends him, he is a safe man until he’s ready to die. And who wants to live five minutes after the Lord says, come up hither. Who wants to be asleep when the clock rings and the voice of the Lord says, come on.

Now, he is not only a God-charmed man with a charmed life, but he’s a God-defended man. I get great help from Moses. When Moses used to get into a sudden jam with Israel, Cora, or somebody was after him. It said in solemn, slow language, the Shekinah cloud came and stood before the tent of meeting. And Moses stood back behind that cloud, and the angry, murderous men and women that surrounded him, withdrew like wolves when the woodsmen builds a huge roaring fire. You could see their eyes shining in the dark, but not a one of the murderous crew dare come through the circle of light, the God-defended man.

And the Scriptures says, woe to that man by whom the offenses come. And he says again, no weapon that is formed against thee shall prosper. And every tongue that rises against thee in judgment, thou shalt condemn. If the tongue that rises against thee is a true tongue, and what he says about you is true. The Lord won’t condemn that tongue. But if it’s not true, the Lord will condemn that tongue. And then He says, I will go before thee.

L.B. Compton, whom I quote sometimes as being one of the greatest preachers I’ve ever heard, an uneducated southerner from North Carolina. This man had experiences, that if they were written up in the slow, stately language of the King James version, might well be misunderstood as a last chapter from some of the books of the Bible, Compton at one time was sued by a rich townsman for something or other for which he was not to blame. And his friends came and said, you know, this man has influence on his side. He has everything on his side. Why do you not hire a lawyer and get your witnesses going and do something. He said, I can’t. God won’t let me. All God will let me do is pray.

So, he prayed, and it came right down to the wire, I believe the day or not more than the day before the suit was to be aired in court, and everybody knew who’d win. A poor preacher, what could he do against an influential townsman who had brought suit against him. It would have meant the loss of everything to the man of God. But he waited on God in holy prayer. And the day before, or the same day, I’ve forgotten which. But a few hours before the trial was to come up in court, there was a call. Would this preacher please come down and pray for a man who was desperately ill? He hurried down and you’ve guessed it. The desperately ill man was the man who was suing him in court. He got down on his knees beside the bed and prayed for his deliverance and the suit was called off and everything was made up. And everybody said, what has God wrought?

The man is a God-defended man when he belongs to this charmed circle. But he’s also a God-taught man said Paul, in Corinthians 2:7, we speak the wisdom which is of God, the hidden wisdom, a mysterious wisdom, which was ordained by God before the world for your salvation. And that wisdom of God sometimes leads men in a way that we know little of.

I think I’ll tell you what I heard at conference. I spent three days of last week at conference. A good brother, a man without much education, but a deeply spiritual man of God, a Swede by the name of Olson preached and he told us this story. And it’s so good that I must share it with you. He said that when he was a younger preacher and was on the radio, singing, he says he doesn’t do it anymore. He’s found he can’t, but then he didn’t know it. And he was singing. He said, he got a call one day saying, would you please come out to such and such a home just outside the city, and have a little meeting with us there? So, he said, sure, he would. And he took his guitar, if you please, and some hymnbooks and a friend, and they drove out.

When he got there, the yard was full of cars, and the house was full of people jammed and sitting around in borrowed chairs. He said when he walked in, they looked at him as if he was a stranger. But he said that God had sent him, so he passed the hymn books around and got the key on the old guitar, and everybody sang. Then he said, he asked his friend to testify, which he did. Then he said he launched in and preached a rather, I don’t suppose very eloquent, nor very learned, but a good gospel sermon. And he gave the altar call, and they went down on their knees everywhere and began to pray. And some of them found God.

After he gathered up his hymn books and started for the car, somebody ran out and said, Brother Olson, come back and pray for my sister. He said, are you saved? She said, No. Is your sister No. Well, he said, you’ll both get saved before I’ll pray for her to be healed. So, he got them both saved. And he said that he personally knows that a large number of those who were saved that day, still are walking with God and some of them have died, but lived for God down to the end of their days. And he said after he had gotten safely away and the circumstances were known, he had gotten in the wrong house. And it was a family reunion of the Nelson clan. And nobody expected him. But being good Scandinavians, they had enough religion somewhere to let him have his way.

Now, that’s what I mean, a God-taught man. Here was a simple-hearted fellow that wouldn’t know a Greek root from a root of ginseng, or carrot. But he did know the voice of God when he heard it. He says, I pretty near faint when I think about that now after these years. Oh, brother, he said, was I ashamed. But the Lord had had his way with a man who was simple enough. And God spoke to him in the mystery which was before the foundation of the world. And the man that’s hidden is a God-led man without a doubt, because he is led by a kind of instinct if he’s a prayerful man.

I have read some touching stories, and have reason to believe they’re true. They’re not all quite alike, but they have one central likeness, the story of the instinct of animals. I read not long ago of a female, a dog they had had around the place and she was much appreciated and loved by all of them. But something happened, and they sold her. And they took her hundreds of miles across the continent west. Three weeks went by, and at the end of about those 21 days, she came limping in, the pads of her feet bleeding and sore. And she herself a complete wreck and skin and bones, but came in and put her nose across the threshold and lay down and looked up and whimpered. She was back home. How did she find her way over the unknown highways for hundreds of miles. Nobody can tell you that.

Out on the steps of Russia when a man is lost, he doesn’t try to find his way home. He speaks to his horse, puts the reins on her mane and braces himself against the storm. And she finds her way home. The bird finds his way back to Capistrano, and nobody knows how. There is a spiritual instinct that’s like that. You’re so puzzled your brain doesn’t tell you a thing. You comb your intellect, nothing registers. No bell rings. And after a few years have gone by, you see you did the right thing. Why did you do the right thing? There is a hidden mystery which is ordained before the foundation of the world. And the instinct of the Holy Ghost in the breast of a man will keep him right.

I’ve been meeting men from all over the world, literally, meeting men. and I find a wonderful thing. I find that God is speaking to them about the same thing He’s been speaking to me over the last ten years and is saying to me the same thing. And I get letters from people and they’re hearing the same voice and going the same direction. A few aren’t. Occasionally, somebody will barge in and take over, who is in the rut and who has heard no voice for years, except the hard voice of authority or theology. But those who’ve listened and know the sound of the other world, they’re saying about the same thing here and there.

Brother Dave Enloe met me and did some red capping for me yesterday morning in the station downtown, and told me of a Christian businessman, one of the leaders of the CBMC, who was hearing from God on the same thing he’s been talking to you and me on. Another man writes me from Addis Ababa. That’s the way you pronounce it? Close enough. And way over there, and tells me in a long letter, what God’s been saying to him. The same thing He’s been saying to us.

And I run into the Africa Inland Mission crowd at Keswick. And we pray and talk together, and I find God’s been saying the same thing. He’s not saying it to everybody, but he’s saying it to enough. And now comes our Keswick here in the city of Chicago. How’d that get here? Twenty years ago, they couldn’t have got past Cicero, or Hammond. The theological police who would have been down there and had them all in jail. Nobody who would believe in a second work of grace and the victorious life could have ever gotten where we’re getting. But we’re in there now. And they’re bringing men here who believe that very doctrine. And I am to have the joy of being on their program and preaching that which this church has stood for, for 25, nearly 26 years of my full ministry. God’s speaking and there’s a mysterious wisdom that’s moving among men. And God is saying, if you don’t get life among your bones, you’ll rattle yourself to death. And He’s beginning to give life back to us again. And if the Lord will let some of us live a while longer, and keep on and keep low, good and right, I believe the day will come when we will yet direct evangelical Christianity away from Hollywood and away from hard dispensationalism back to the charm life. The Spirit-filled life, the God-blessed life.

Now, I may be too optimistic, but I am hoping. I might say he’s a God-fed man, though I’m going to skip that, the hidden manna. I will give you the hidden manna. And didn’t Elijah get fed by the ravens.

And the sixth is, he’s a God-privileged man. How privileged he is, this man of mystery. For he knows and is not known of anybody. It says that in 1 Corinthians, the second chapter, that we are, how does it word it there exactly? I read so many versions I don’t always remember how a given version reads. He that is spiritual, judgeth all things, yet he himself is judged of no man. For who knoweth the mind of the Lord that he may instruct Him. But we have the mind of Christ. And here is the God-privileged man. This man of mystery who lives in the circle, hidden under the hand of God. And he lives a life too deep for the flesh to analyze him.

I’ve just been reading a book over the last couple of weeks, an exposé, really, of psychoanalysis. Psychoanalysis, you know, that has spawned this psychiatry, and psychiatry and I don’t get along. But for 25 years, I have been familiar with psychoanalysis. And they’re supposed to know all there is to know, you know, about your insides. But brethren, there is a place where Sigmund Freud and his followers never penetrated. When they come up and begin to take us apart and pull us bone from bone to see what makes us tick, the Holy Ghost comes down as a cloud and fire and they stand and stare and say, behold these Christians, what weird people they are. We can’t analyze them. They won’t talk. They pray. They know God in a mystery.

And I might point out that he’s a God-enriched man. I will give you says the Holy Ghost the treasures of darkness. If Shakespeare had written that, he would have said, the treasures of life. Who would have thought of the treasures of darkness. It took God to think of that. I will give you the treasures of darkness, not in the darkness do men usually hope to find treasure, but in the light. But God says, I will enrich you by the darkness. And the very troubles that come to you are the dark clouds that will break in blessing on your head.

And I close with the text, I flee unto Thee to hid me. Will you this morning, find the hidden place? Maybe you’ve had a tough week this week. It doesn’t always go as well for you as it might. Maybe you’ve had a tough week. Well, and maybe you didn’t acquit yourself quite as well as you wish you had, and you feel a bit low about it this morning. Don’t stop there, and don’t let that get you down. I will flee under Thee to hide me. Moses didn’t always come off in the most saintly fashion, but he was a god-hidden man. Will you be? From every stormy wind that blows, from every swelling tide of woes, there is a calm and sure retreat. It’s found beneath the mercy seat. There is a place where Jesus sheds the oil of gladness on our heads, a place then all the world more sweet. It is the bloodstained mercy seat. Will you find that mercy seat with me this morning?

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“He is thy Lord, worship thou Him”

September 22, 1957

The 45th Psalm, Psalm 45, here’s a man of God so delighted with God and his relation to Him. It doesn’t say David wrote it, but I think I can smell David’s garments. Here, we sense David’s presence. Whoever it was, he was a great worshiper. And he says, My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer. That’s introductory, then he turns to God Himself, and says, Thou art fairer than the children of men: grace is poured into thy lips: therefore God hath blessed thee for ever. Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty. And in thy majesty ride prosperously because of truth and meekness and righteousness; and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things. Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever: the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre. Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest wickedness: therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows. All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad. Kings’ daughters were among thy honourable women: upon thy right hand did stand the queen in gold of Ophir. Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear; forget also thine own people, and thy father’s house; So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty: for he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.

Here’s the truth upon which we build. Simply this, that God made everything for a purpose, and the purpose in making man was to have somebody capable, properly and sufficiently to worship Him. To satisfy His own heart, but that man fell by sin, and now is failing to carry out the creative purpose. He is like a cloud without water that gives no rain. Like a sun that gives no heat, or a star that gives no light, or a tree that no longer gives any fruit, or a bird that no longer sings, or a harp that’s silent and no longer gives off music. Now, that is the thesis which I’m developing. And I want to go on from there and talk about worship tonight. He is thy Lord, worship thou Him.

Now here is something that we want to settle and that is that God wants us to worship Him. The devil would like to tell us, or our own unbelieving mind, that God does not particularly want us to worship Him. It’s we owe it to Him, but that God isn’t concern. But the truth is that God wants us to worship Him. We’re not unwanted children. God wants us to worship Him, I repeat. Why else would it be when Adam had sinned and broken his fellowship, and the heart of Adam had become unstringed and the voice of Adam had died in his throat. Why was it that when God came in the cool of the day to talk with Adam, He couldn’t find him and cried Adam, where art thou? It was God seeking worship from an Adam that had sinned. And our Lord in Luke 4 says, Thou shalt worship the Lord thy God and Him only shalt thou serve. It is not only desired that we worship God, but that He has commanded us to do it. And if you noticed in the Psalm 45 here, “so shall the king greatly desire thy beauty.” God finds something in us. It is something that He put there, but it’s there.

My friends, unbelief is of several kinds, or rather, there are several phases or facets to unbelief. And one of them is that we don’t think we’re as bad as God says we are. That’s one. And if we don’t have faith in God’s Word concerning our badness, we’ll never repent. Then there is another facet of faith. It is this, that we don’t believe that we’re as dear to God as He says we are. And we don’t believe that we’re as precious nor that he desires us as much as He says He does.

If everybody listening to me tonight, and myself included, could suddenly have a baptism of pure, cheerful belief that God wanted me, and that God wanted me to worship Him, and that God wanted me to pray and admire Him and praise Him, it could transform this Christian fellowship and change us overnight into the most radiantly, happy people on the North American continent. So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty, and He is thy Lord, so worship thou Him.

And it’s written in 2 Thessalonians about when the King shall come and Jesus shall come to be glorified in His saints and admired in all that believe. That is, that God is admired, not the people admired, but God is admired. And then, more than these proof texts that I have given is, and more convincing, the whole import and substance of the New Testament, of the Bible, of all the Bible is, that God made us to worship Him. And when we are not worshiping Him, we’re failing in the purpose for which we were created; that we’re stars without light and sun without heat and clouds without water and birds without song and harps without music. We simply are failing, and falling short.

But I want to be very clear about this, and I want to say now, that we cannot worship Him as we will. The One who made us to worship Him, also has decreed how we shall worship Him. We cannot worship God as we will. God does not accept just any kind of worship. He accepts worship only when it is pure, and when it is indited, to use the scriptural term by the Holy Ghost. You see, God has rejected almost all the worship of mankind in our present condition. Though God wants us to worship Him, and commands us to, and asks us to, and obviously was anxious and hurt when Adam failed to worship Him. Yet nevertheless, God condemns and rejects almost all the worship of mankind for reasons which I’m going to show you now. Let us break up the worship of man. They rejected worship, the worship that God won’t receive. Let us break it up into Cain worship, and Samaritan worship, and pagan worship, and nature worship, for there are at least those four kinds of worship that are abroad in the earth and God rejects all of them.

There’s Cain’s worship. You know well what that was. I assume you are a Bible reader and you know that while Abel offered unto God the sacrifice of blood, Cain offered no sacrifice of blood. He came with a bloodless sacrifice and offered flowers and fruit and of the growth of the Earth to the Lord. And this attempted worship rested upon three errors. It rested upon a mistaken impression of the kind of God, God is. Cain was born of fallen parents, and Cain had never heard the voice of the God in the garden. And when Cain came to worship God, he came to a god other than God, he came to a god of his own imagination.

And then, the second error is, that man occupies a relation to God, other than what he does. You see, a lot of religious people are mistaken. They assume that we humans, as humans, that we occupy a relation to God which we do not occupy. They think we are God’s children. And we talk about “O God and Father of mankind,” when the Bible does not teach that God is the father of mankind.

Then, the third error is, that sin is less serious than it is in fact, so that Cain made all of these mistakes. He thought God was a different kind of God from what He is. He thought he was a different kind of man from what he was. And he thought sin was less vicious and serious than God said it was. So, he came cheerfully bringing his sacrifice and offered God worship, which we simply call Cain worship. It was the worship without atonement. So, always keep this in mind. That while God says, “He is thy Lord, worship thou Him,” and while He calls, “where art thou, and while He commands we must worship Him in spirit and in truth, He bluntly and summarily rejects worship that is not founded upon redeeming blood.

And then there’s Samaritan worship. You know about the Samaritans, how under Omri and Ahab and others, the city of Sameria became a religious center. And Jerusalem was rejected as the place. God said, “in this temple, in this place I will put my Name and there you shall come, and there you shall, I shall reveal myself and turn this way and hear,” said Solomon, from Thy place in heaven, O God then forgive.” And the temple in Jerusalem was set up as the place where men should worship. But the Samaritans were heretics, and they were heretics in the right sense of the word, because heretical doesn’t always mean that we are false.

A man can be a heretic and not teach anything particularly false. Did you know that? A heretic is not necessarily one who teaches, say that there is no Trinity, or that God did not create the earth, or that there is no judgment. They are heretics too. But heresy doesn’t mean to teach wrong. The very word “heretic” means one who picks and chooses. So that the Samaritans were heretics in that they chose certain parts of the Bible, the Old Testament. They had the Pentateuch and they said, Now, we accept the Pentateuch, but we reject David and Isaiah and Jeremiah and Ezekiel and Daniel and 1 & 2 Kings and the Song of Solomon, and they named all of the rest of the Scripture except the Pentateuch and they said, we believe and then they did some translating. Did you know, you can translate anything and prove what you’re out to prove. Anybody can do that. All you have to do is to say, I know the Greek and I know the Hebrew and after that, they’re on their own.

So, they translated the old Pentateuch in a manner that made Samaria the place of worship. And they said, here is Samaria, the place of worship. And of course, they were hostile to the Jews who said, no, no, our fathers worshiped in Jerusalem. God gave them this hill Moriah. And here on this hill, this hill, David took this Zion Hill, and there he made the temple, or Solomon, his son built the temple, and there is the place where people should worship. There, Christ came. They said, no, no, we’re to worship in Samaria. And but yet, they accepted the Pentateuch. They accepted as much as the Bible, the Bible as they want.

Now, I don’t think that I will have to spell it out and mark it in red ink for you to see how much heresy there is these days, believing what we want to believe, emphasizing what we want to emphasize, and following along in one path, but rejecting another, doing one thing but refusing another; and thus become heretics in that were pickers and choosers among the truths of God. And that is Samaritan worship.

And then, there’s pagan worship. It would take a five-foot shelf of books for me to attempt, even if I were able to do it. I could do it the way the rest of them do, to take a course of reading for a year, and then write the book. They all do that. But, I could go back if I wanted to and search into the worship of the early Egyptians. In fact, I do have their books, the Egyptian “Book of the Dead” and the Upanishads and the writings of Zoroaster, and Buddha; you know he didn’t write, others wrote for him, and the Laws of Manu and all the rest. If we wanted to do it, we could make a case and preach for two weeks if anybody would listen about the worship of the pagans, the heathen worship. Paul talks about it. And Paul hasn’t a kind thing to say about it. He condemns it outright and downright, and says, when they knew God, they glorified Him not as God, neither were thankful, but became vain in their imagination. Their foolish heart was darkened. And down they went from God to man, and from man to bird, from bird to beast, from beast, to fishing, to creeping things that wriggled on the earth. That was man’s terrible trip downward in his worship.

And then there is nature worship, I admit and frankly say to you that I have more sympathy with this than I do liberalism. But at the same time, it won’t do, for nature worship is but the poetry of religion. You know, religion does have a lot of poetry in it, and it properly does have and should have. We sang a lot of poetry tonight didn’t we, a lot of poetry. And most everybody smiles and shrugs and says, oh, I’m no poet. I don’t care for poetry, but they do. They do. You get a fellow excited and let him tell you something he’s seen. And instantaneously he’ll fall into metaphors and similes and figures of speech. He’s a poet and they say, he doesn’t know it. And we’re all poets. We’re all poets and religion brings poetry out more than any any other occupation that the mind can be engaged in. And there’s a lot that is very beautiful about religion. There is a high enjoyment in the contemplation of the Divine and sublime. And the concentration of the mind upon beauty always brings a high sense of enjoyment.

Well, that’s nature worship. And some mistake this nature worship, this rapt feeling, for true worship. You remember that Emerson said, and Emerson was no Christian; Emerson said that he once he had on occasion walking across a field at night after a rain, with the sun shining on the little puddles of water all over the meadow. He had suddenly been, his mind had been elevated to a place of such happiness that he was full of fear. He said, I was so happy, I was afraid. He was simply a pagan poet is all. And a lot of, a whole lot of worship that’s going on these days is nothing else but pagan poetry, nature worship. Some mistake the music of religion as true worship, because music elevates the mind. Music raises the heart to near rapture. Music can lift our feelings to ecstasy. Music has a purifying, a purging effect upon us. So that it’s possible to fall into a happy and elevated state of mind with a vague notion about God and imagine that we’re worshiping God when we’re doing nothing of the sort. We are simply enjoying; it is that which God put in us in which even sin hasn’t been able yet to kill. I don’t think there’s any poetry in hell. I can’t think there’s any poetry in hell. I can’t believe that among the terrible sewage of the moral world there’s going to be anybody break into similes and metaphors. And I can’t conceive of anyone breaking into song in that terrible hell. We read about it in heaven because it belongs there. But as far as I know my Bible, we never hear about it in hell. We hear about conversation in hell, but we don’t hear about song because there’s no song there. There’s no poetry there. There’s no music there. But there’s plenty of it on Earth; even among the unsaved persons, because they were once made in the image of God.

And so while they have lost God from their mind, they still appreciate the sublime. Certain men have written books; Edmund Burke wrote a book on the sublime. Another fellow with an odd name that sounds like watch, an old Latin, wrote a great book on the sublime. And there’s much that’s sublime in the world and beautiful. For beauty, you know, the sublimity, is beauty of the mind in contradistinction to, to use a long word, beauty of the eye and the ear.

Music is the beauty that the ear recognizes. And certain other beautiful things the eye recognize. But when the heart hears nothing and sees nothing, but only feels, then it’s the music of the heart. It is beauty within the spirit. And so, we can have that and still not worship God at all, or be accepted of God. I repeat that we can be nature lovers and nature worshipers, and music worshipers and poetry worshipers and pagan worshipers and Samaritan pickers and choosers and Cain worshipers without blood. And God Almighty sternly rejected all and says, I’ll have nothing to do with it. And Jesus our Lord said God is Spirit and they that worship Him must, now, I want you to see that word, that imperative there. God is Spirit and they that worship Him “must.” The word “must” clears away all mist of obscurity, and takes worship out of the hands of men.

You know, man wants to worship God, but he wants to worship God the way he wants to worship God. So did Cain. So did the Samaritans, and so have they down the years, and God rejected it all. And our Lord Jesus said, God is Spirit and they that worship Him “must.” Now, there’s your imperative. There is no tolerance. There is no broad spirit. There is the sharp, pinpointing effect, so that the every man in his own way policy is completely rejected.

I thought I would like to read in your hearing. Now, don’t brace yourself and say I wish I had stood and stayed home. because it won’t be long. I think there are only eight or nine lines. I picked this out because I said I’d like to have these friends of mine know what I’m talking about, when I talk about the worship that God rejects, the worship that God doesn’t receive; the every man in his own way kind of work. Now, here it is at its purest. This is written by Edwin Markham.

Edwin Markham was a western man and he’s American. He’s dead now. He wrote, “The Man with the Hoe” and Lincoln, and a few other great poems. But when he started talking about God, he talked just like Cain, and just like the Samaritans, and just like everybody else who hasn’t been renewed by the Holy Ghost. Here’s what he said, I choose this as symbolic of, or typical or rather, typical of the whole world of poetry. I have big books of religious poetry that goes way back into the beginning when men first began to write poetry about his gods and it comes down the years.

Now here we have an American who lived in the 20th century, and who was brought up where a church’s steeples were everywhere were jumping up into the clouds and where church bells could be heard every morning. And here’s what this fellow wrote about his search for God. And this indicates what the human mind can do even surrounded by Bibles and church bells. He said, I made a pilgrimage to find the God. Now, this is an American talking, mind you, when I say that, every man in his own way. Every time our dear friend in the White House who has an occasion to mention religion, he’s always careful to grovel before everybody and say, now it’s every man in his own way remember, every man in his own way.

God bless him. He’s a good man. But he’s in a tight spot there. So it’s every man in his own way worship. That’s the religion of Washington and I suppose most everywhere else. I made a pilgrimage to find the God he said. And I listened for His voice at holy tombs. I might comment here, if you will allow, that it seems an odd place to go to hear God. When he was looking for the God he says and he listened for his voice at holy tombs. I don’t know where there is any holy tombs and there’s nobody in a tomb that could say anything. I think you’d get less conversation in a tomb than anywhere else, but we’ll pass that up. I searched for the print of his immortal feet in dust of broken altars, yet turned back with empty heart.

Now, this is typical of about 1000 poems that have been written by more or less frustrated old, frustrated women, and men who came up to Kadesh-Barnea and wouldn’t cross over. People who came to the altar and wouldn’t die. So they write themselves plaintive poems about how they searched for what they call “the God.” But he says now it always turns out this way. I could finish the last lines of these poems It always turns out this way. But he says, “on the homework road, a great light came upon me, and I heard God’s voice singing in a nestling lark.” In the first place, nestling larks don’t sing. But in the second place, in the second place, he said he heard God singing like a bird. And then he said, I felt his sweet wonder and a swaying rose and received his blessing from a wayside well, and looked on his beauty in a lover’s face, saw his bright hand send signals from the sun.

Now, there you have it Brethren. Now, that wasn’t no crazy man. And that was no medicine man from New Guinea. Here’s a man whose poetry is in every anthology. He writes among the minor poets of the world. And he goes out looking for God, the God, he said. And he searches for him the first place in graveyards. He didn’t find him there, and he looked at broken alters. He didn’t find him there. Then, on the way back he hears a bird singing and says, that God. And he sees a happy face lover holding hands with his girlfriend and says that’s God. And he sees a rose waving in the wind. He says, that’s God. And so he comes home and writes himself a poem.

Now that, my dear friends is what you call nature worship. That’s finding God everywhere, and incidentally, finding God nowhere. For that is Cain worship. That is the worship without blood. That’s worship without knowledge. Jesus said, they that worship Him must, and He settled forever, that He’s going to tell us how we should worship God. And here’s a man who said, God formed the living flame and He gave the reasoning mind, then only He may claim the worship of mankind. So that instead of our worshipping God every man after his own fashion, now remember, there’s only one way to worship Him. I am the way, the truth and the life, and no man cometh unto the Father but by Me. And so instead of being kindly and charitable by allowing an idea to stand that God accepts worship from anybody, anywhere; I’m injuring, jeopardizing the future of the man that I allow to get away with that.

And I could not possibly be a politician. I could not. When they met in Chicago here,  the Democrats met in Chicago, they had different preachers open with prayer every day you know. And I confessed in my heart, curled up in scorn when I heard these preachers pray. They were so afraid that they were going to insult a Jew or make the Mohammedan feel bad, that they picked as carefully as though they were walking among men for fear they’d hurt somebody’s feelings and mention Jesus in their prayers.

But, when they got out to San Francisco in the Cow Barn, and they asked a Presbyterian preacher to pray, I could, I think I was lying down listening to the radio, listen to a rebroadcast at night, and I was dumbfounded with joy. That Presbyterian preacher ended, “this we ask in the name of Jesus Christ our Lord, Amen.” You Jews can take it, you Mohammedens can take it, you atheists can take it, you pussy-footers and every man in his own way, you can take it says the Presbyterian preacher, “this I ask in the name of Jesus Christ our Lord. And I’d never make a politician never. Because, if I have to scratch the back of every Samaritan, I can’t do it. And if I have to scratch Cain’s back and say, “you’ll make it too boy.” And if I have to pick up the nature lover and the music and poetry lover thinking is worshiping God because He feels good inside, and pat him on the back and say it’s all right with you, I would be violating my commission as a child of God and a prophet of the Most High.

So, I could never stand and deliver a whole speech. I’d get something in there about the blood and the Redeemer. I’d do like Isaac Watts did when he tried to put the Psalms into meter. He would just get into a Psalm where there wasn’t anything about Jesus, he’d put a verse in. Remember that?  You would always have a stanza in there before he would get through? Well, amen.

And now, God is Spirit and they that worship Him must. And these altars of Baal, these churches where they pray in the spirit of Jesus, and in the spirit of good, and in the name of the great all father, and in the name of brotherhood. They even pray in the name of brotherhood. Well, it’s too bad. And hear now the truth, the Truth Himself. The Truth Himself incarnated says, God is Spirit and they that worship Him must worship Him in Spirit and in Truth.  A worshipper must submit to truth, or you can’t worship God. He can write poems and he can get elevations of thought when he sees a sunrise. He can hear the fledgling lark sing, and fledgling larks don’t sing. And he can do all sorts of things, but he can’t worship God acceptably. Because to do so means that he’s got to submit to the truth about God.  As God is who He says He is, and God is what He says He is. And he’s got to admit that Christ is who He says He is, and what He says He is. And he’s got to admit the truth about himself that he’s as bad a sinner as God says he is. And he has to admit the truth of atonement, that the blood of Jesus Christ cleanses and delivers from that sin. And he has to come God’s way. He must have been renewed after the image of Him that created Him. Only the renewed man can worship God acceptably. Only the redeemed man can worship God acceptably.

So, these people who have churches, and pray in the name of the all good and the all father, I’d rather go out and walk in the park with my New Testament than attend them. I don’t know how you feel about it, but I can find my God, not the god in a rose, but I could find the God who sits enthroned on high and by His side sits One whose name is Jesus, having all power in heaven and in earth. I could commune with God walking out on the street, rather than worshiping at an altar of Baal. A Man must have been renewed. He must have had an infusion of the Spirit of Truth.

Somebody prayed somewhere tonight, I heard in one of the meetings. Somebody prayed and said that if the Holy Ghost doesn’t do these things, it will be wood, hay and stubble, and he’s certainly right, wood, hay and stubble. My worship will never reach higher than the top of my own head. And the God in heaven will refuse it as He refused the worship of Cain. For the effort to worship, Cain’s effort to worship, though created to worship God, sin has made it impossible for me to know how to worship God, except truth enlightens me. And I have in my hand, the book that enlightens Me. Here is the light that lighteth every man that will read it. And Jesus Christ is the Light that lighteth every man that cometh into the world, and the light of the human heart and the light of the Book harmonize, and when the eyes of the soul look to the Book of God, into the Living Word of God, then we know the truth, and we can worship God in truth. And we can worship God in Spirit, for remember that in the Old Testament, no priest could offer a sacrifice until he had been anointed with oil. He had to be anointed with oil, symbolic of the Spirit of God. No man can worship out of his own heart. Let him search among the flowers. Let him search among birds nests, in tombs, and wherever he chooses to worship God. He cannot worship out of his own heart. Only the Holy Ghost can worship God acceptably. And He must in us, reflect back the glory of God. The Spirit comes down to us and reflects back to God. And if it does not reach our hearts, there’s no reflecting back and no worship.

Oh, how big and broad and comprehensive and wonderful the work of Christ is. That’s why I can’t have too much sympathy for the kind of Christianity that makes it out that the gospel is to save a fellow from smoking. Well, I think so too.  If anybody is smoking, he’s on fire, and I think that they ought to put that out. Or, that it saves a man from drinking, and I think that any man that will take into his stomach what will knock the brains out of his head ought to quit that. So, I don’t believe in drinking either. But my friends, is that all Christianity is, to keep me from some bad habits; so I won’t play the ponies, beat my wife, or lie to my mother in law? Of course, regeneration will clean that up. Of course, the new birth will make a man right. But the purpose of God in redemption is to restore us again to the divine imperative of worship, so that we can hear God say again, so shall the king greatly desire thy beauty, Psalm 45. For He is thy Lord, worship thou Him. We’re to be worshipers, my friend. The Methodists conquered the world with their joyous religion because they were worshipers. When they ceased to be worshipers, their religion ceased to have the same effect and power that it used to have. But how big and broad and comprehensive it is. God wants you to be regenerated in order that you might be capable of worship. In all these succeeding nights, I want to tell you what worship is. I want to tell you how worship is admiration, how worship is adoration, how worship is fascination.

But I’ll close tonight. I read in your hearing about that man who looked for God everywhere and didn’t find the print of His immortal feet among the broken altars for the simple reason, God isn’t running around there. And there’s a whole lot more like it,  but it all goes the same way. But listen to this man, Glory be to God the Father. Glory be to God the Son. Glory be to God the Spirit, great Jehovah three in One. Glory, Glory while eternal ages run. He knew who he was worshipping, didn’t he? He knew how. He knew why. Glory be to Him who loved us, washed us from each spot and stain. Glory be to Him you bought us and made us kings with him to reign. Glory, Glory to the Lamb that once was slain. Who wrote that? Wesley didn’t write that. Horatio Bonar wrote that, the Scotch preacher. Glory, blessing, praise eternal thus the choir of angels sings, honor, riches, power, dominion, thus His praised creation brings; glory, glory, glory to the King of Kings. There’s worship. He knew what it was all about.

They that worship Him must worship Him in Spirit and in truth. And when you begin to talk about the Lamb that was slain and the blood that was shed, and God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost, then you’re living in truth. You’re worshiping in truth. And when the Spirit of God takes over, we worship in Spirit. So we worship in spirit and in truth.

Oh, friends, God created you to worship Him. And when fundamentalism lost her power to worship, she invented religious claptrap to make her happy. And that’s why I have hated it, and preached against it and condemned it, all down these years. And they’re coming around to my position now by the dozens and scores who used to be afraid to say they’ll open their mouths, or used to be afraid to stand against this claptrap. Ventriloquists with wooden dummies on their knee and wood on top of their necks, worshiping God supposedly. Worshiping God and claiming to serve the Lord. And having the only joy they have is the joy that is of the flesh. And Elvis Presley is a happier man after he gets through with a number, and a lot of Christians are after they work themselves up for half an hour. You don’t have to do it Brother.

The well of the Holy Ghost is an effervescing artesian well and you don’t have to prime the pump. They that worship Him must worship Him in Spirit and in truth. And the silver waters of the Holy Ghost flooding up out of the redeemed and cleansed heart of a worshipping man is as sweet and beautiful to God as the loveliest diamond that studs a throne.  We need to learn how to worship. I’m going down to Norfolk, Virginia one of these times, not too long. I will be gone a short time, but I’m down there for two days, and they tell me that the Intervarsity from three states are going to converge on Norfolk. And you know what they are coming for? We want you to teach us to worship.

Oh, brother, God will never bless me for that, that is, He will never reward me for that, because I have a theory God doesn’t reward you for doing something you like to do. And I’ll never get any reward for going down there and preaching about something I love to do. But to talk to young college people about worshiping God, what archangel wouldn’t want to do that. What cherabim before the throne wouldn’t envy me. The happy task of trying to turn our young people away from nonsense, to worship the living God. So shall the King greatly desire thy beauty, for He is thy Lord, worship thou Him.

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“What Do We Mean by Accepting Christ?”

Sunday, November 27, 1955
When we are young and inexperienced, we are inclined to believe that there are many things that are important, that a number of things matter. But as experience comes to us, whether it’s in our youth or whether it takes years to give it to us, we finally find out that there are only a few things that are matters of life and death. Thank God for that, otherwise we’d all go crazy. But there are only a few things that really matter.
For instance, to let you know what I mean by, really matter, or that are matters of life and death, think of a compass on a sea journey. Think of a ship starting to fly the Atlantic or go on the surface to cross the Atlantic, or across the Pacific without a compass, without an instrument to tell which way they’re traveling. Chances would be very strong that that ship or that airplane, would fly in circle or sail in a circle until they were either on a rock, or on a sandbar somewhere, or until the fuel had been used up and they were hopelessly lost. It would be a matter of life and death to have a compass to be able to tell direction.

And think also of the guide in the desert, a man crossing the Gobi or the Sahara Desert, or even one or two of the deserts in our own Southwest. A foolhardy person starting across the desert without water and without a guide, could make it all right for a few miles. But that he had water and the guide would be matters of life or death.

To start out carelessly across the ocean without a compass, or across the desert without a guide would not be a reckless, but rather amiable thing to do, a gamble to take, a chance to take. There would be no gamble, no chance; it would either be right or be dead. When you deal with such serious matters as crossing the ocean or crossing the desert, you cannot be careless, or either be right or be dead. You’d either provide yourself with a guide, or provide yourself with a compass or both, when needed, or it is certain death.

Now, when we come to our relation to our Lord Jesus Christ, we come to one of those matters, which in a supreme degree, is a matter of life or death. And you and I cannot afford to be careless about it. You cannot say, well, I’ll take a gamble on it. You don’t take a gamble on deserts. You either have a guide and plenty of water, or you die. You’re not gambling, you’re committing suicide. You don’t start across the trackless waste of an ocean without a compass. And say, I’ll gamble it. You’re not gambling, you’re committing suicide. And my relation to Jesus Christ is a matter of life or death to me.

Now, the average person takes it for granted, as we can take it for granted if we’ve been instructed even a little bit in Sunday school to think that Jesus Christ came into the world to save sinners. Now, we take that for granted as a matter of fact. It is declared in the Word. It is declared in so many words in one of the books of Timothy by Paul, the man of God. And it is declared in other words adding up to the same thing all through the New Testament. So, we can afford to take that for granted.

We also take for granted, if we’ve been reared in gospel churches, that we are saved by Christ alone, without works, and without merit. We can afford to take that for granted, for that also is taught all through the Scriptures, that it is by faith in Christ alone that we are saved. But now, the question that bothers me is, how do I know that I have come into a saving relation to Christ? How do I know that?
Now, this is a matter of life or death; that Christ came into the world to save sinners, is a matter of record. We don’t have to have that proved. It needs no investigation. No further word need to be said on it. For the person already knows it. Oh, he may patiently listen to it a thousand times being told to those that don’t know it. But that Jesus Christ came into the world to save sinners is true. And yet, the world is not saved and there are millions that are not saved right in America. And you will pass, and did pass, on your way to church, hundreds, who are not saved, and you will pass still more hundreds as you go home that are not saved. So the fact that Jesus Christ came into the world to save sinners is not your compass, and it’s not your water, and it’s not your guide. It is simply a fact upon which we can reckon. But it doesn’t save us.

And now on this matter I say, it’s either be right or be lost. Somebody says, Well, I’ve gone to a certain church all my life and I’ve been brought up in that and I’ve been confirmed, baptized and all the rest, and I’m going to take a chance. You’re not taking a chance. If your relation to Jesus Christ isn’t a saving relation, then you’re without a guide, or compass or water, and it’s suicide. It is not a chance. It’s not a gamble you take. It’s not one chance in 10,000, it’s no chances in ten times 10,000. You have no chance. It’s either be right or be dead, to be right, or be lost.

Now, if I go to an average man, an honest Christian brother, saved and a good Bible teacher, and right and perfectly right in what he tells me, I would say, how can I come into a saving relation to Jesus Christ? I believe that He came into the world to save sinners. I’ve accepted that fact He is the Savior of the world. I believe that He saves alone without works and without character, or any good that I have done. I believe that. Could my tears forever flow and my zeal no respite know, these for sin could not atone, He must save, and He alone. I believe that.

But, how can I come into saving relation to Jesus Christ so that it works with me? For there are millions that believe this that are not converted at all, and are on their road to hell. And there are men sitting now, and will sit through the rest of this day and half the night in saloons, bleary-eyed, weeping into their beer, that can tell you John 3:16 glibly and can recite passages of Scripture about Christ being the Savior of the world. And if they’re in a tender moment, they may even weep as they talk to me about it, but they’re lost. And the drunkard shall not have his place in the kingdom of God. And so would other kinds of sinners.

Now, you will get one of three answers or all three answers. And if you came to me, you’ll get the same. So, this is not a criticism of anybody. This is simply a statement. You will get the same answer from me, and you’ll get the same answer from Billy Graham or the humblest little preacher that the world has never heard of. You would get the same answer wherever you went to anybody, because it’s true. They would say to you, “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved.” That’s Acts 16:31. Nobody can tell you anything else. D.L. Moody couldn’t and Paul couldn’t. In fact, Paul said that. Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved. So, that’s the answer you would get
or you would get this answer, receive Christ as your Savior. And the verse back of that would be John 1:12, “as many as received Him, to them gave He power to become the sons of God, even to them that believed on His name.” So you have in John 1:12, both believing and receiving.

But, you’re likely also to get a third answer, and this third answer is the one that I’m going to question today, and the one that I’m going to talk about. And I don’t want to make God responsible for anything I do, because if God will be merciful enough and gracious enough to do a few little things through me, I’ll be so star-eyed with gratitude and thankfulness, that God will never hear the last of it I think, while I’m able to speak and life and thought and being last. But I will say this, that in prayer last week, nobody around there, and I was kneeling by my couch upstairs, my little day bed there that I sometimes rest on when I get worn out, and that a multitude of people come and sit in on and tell me their woes. Well, I was kneeling there with my open Bible and doing a little repenting on my own accord, my own. And this came to me so clearly that I just wrote down a few notes and said, now this I will talk to the people about. So, I will say this to you friends that maybe I’ll introduce some things here that God didn’t say to me and if I do, then of course you’ll have to find your way out the best you can. I’d rather hear a sermon that I knew a man who had got his outline on his knees, than to know that he’d got it somewhere else. And if there’s any value there, while you have it.

But now, this third thing is this. You would go to the average person and say, now I know that Christ came into the world to save sinners. And I know that He saves by Himself alone without works, or merit, by faith. But how can I come into saving relation to Christ so that it works in me and that it works for me, and that I am safe? They would tell you believe or receive or both. And then they might tell you this third one, and that is, “accept” Christ.

Now, you may be very greatly surprised as I myself was, when I ran this thing down and found that this expression “accept Christ” does not occur in the Bible. It is not found in the New Testament anywhere. I didn’t think it was, for I could not recall any place where it was used. And so I went to the trouble of looking it up in Strong’s exhaustive analytical concordance. And by the word exhaustive they mean, they don’t skip a word. There’s no possibility of it getting by. It’s an old work and the editors have worked on it until there isn’t a mistake, so that the word accept does not occur in the Bible. It occurs in this sense, where it says He’s no acceptor of persons and so on. But it never says, accept Jesus Christ, nowhere in the Bible, in any verse that I know about. If there’s a verse there, I’ve missed it, and so have the scholars who got together the exhaustive concordance we call the Strong’s.

Now, isn’t that strange that it is not found in the Bible, and yet it has become the catchword. Everywhere men are going and saying, “accept Jesus Christ.” Have you accepted Him? Do you accept Him. Will you accept Him? Now, well intentioned people do this and I’ve done it myself a thousand times I suppose. But do you know that it does not occur in the Bible at all, the word “accept.” And I suppose that it does, the English word “accept” does cover a thought that we’re not too far off, because receive and accept are somewhat the same, but not the same. The difference is very great. If they had been the same, then where the word “receive” occurs, the word, accept, would have occurred somewhere, but it doesn’t. The word accept, acceptance and acceptor does occur in Scripture, but never in connection with believing on Christ, or receiving Christ, or being saved.

Now, this easy acceptance has been fatal to millions of people. I don’t think there’s any doubt about it. Isn’t it strange Brethren, that everybody is yelling about revival, and you can’t get among a bunch of preachers until somebody says, “let’s have a revival,” and they have a prayer meeting for revival. And we’re all saying the same thing. And you would always get agreement among the brethren, the ministers everywhere of all denominations, that the church is in a low state. All last week, Vance Havner said he took it for granted that we needed a revival and brother, he was right. And he’s right not only here, but all throughout fundamental circles. But here is the odd thing. Nobody ever stopped to question and say, well, maybe the reason we need a revival is that we didn’t get started right. Maybe this whole doctrine of accepting Christ is wrong. It’s certainly not biblical. It’s not found in the Bible. And yet it is the catch word. It’s the thing people say. And it’s in the books, and it’s in the tracts, and it’s in the mouths of the soul winners. Would you accept Christ? Bow your head and accept Christ.

Well, it’s my opinion, that tens of thousands of people, if not millions, have been brought into some kind of religious experience by accepting Christ, and they’ve not been saved. It has not brought them into saving relation to Christ. And the result is, they are acting like religious sinners, instead of like born again believers. And that’s why we need the revival. That’s why everybody says, what’s the matter with us? We’re dead, we’re dead. Perhaps one reason is that we have thought we accepted Christ, or have accepted Christ and nothing came of it.

Now, the whole attitude here is wrong about accepting Christ, because it makes Christ stand hat in hand, waiting on our judgment. He stands respectfully, with hat in hand before the desk, and we’re hiring Him. And we look Him over and read a few verses and say, “I wonder if I should accept Him or not. What do you think Mabel. Do you think that we ought to accept Him;” and so, poor Christ stands hat in hand, tossing His hat from one hand to the other hand and wringing it, looking for a job, and He is to be accepted.

And here’s stands the proud, Adamic sinner, rotten as the devil, and filled with leprosy and cancer, but he is judging whether he will accept Christ or not. The Christ that holds the worlds in His hand, the Jesus that made the heaven and earth and all things that are there in; through Whom and by Whom and for Whom all things are created and were created for His glory, they are, and do exist. And it is He that holds the stars, the seven stars in His hand and He is the Lord and head over all things to the church. And at His Word, the graves shall give up their dead. And the dead shall come forth alive forevermore. At His Word, the fire shall burst loose and burn up the earth and the heavens and stars and planets shall be swept away like a garment. He is the one that does it.

And yet here He stands, and we little, upright clothespins, we animated clothespins that we are, but that’s what we look like, and that’s what we are. We from our little place, we look at Him, this glorious, tall, mighty Jesus Christ. And we decide whether we accept Him or not. How grotesque can it be? And yet, that’s what it is, as though He were applying to us, and instead of we applying to Him, No my Brother. The question ought not to be whether I’ll accept Him. The question needs to be whether He will accept me. But We will accept me. That we know and we don’t have to worry or disturb our minds about that. And him that comes to me, I will in no wise cast out. But the idea that I make him stand, and I render a verdict, whether He’s worthy of my acceptance or not, is a frightful calamy. And it’s libelous, and we ought to get rid of it.
And then He does this thing. It permits us to accept Christ by an impulse of the mind or the emotions. It allows us to gulp twice, and feel a wave of feeling over us, and say, “Well, I have accepted Christ.” I have accepted Christ. A woman goes out onto the lot where several hundred children are playing and she comes back and says, “Do you know that there were seventy children who accepted Christ out there. I went over where the kids were playing in the park and seventy children accepted Christ.”

A preacher sits with some other preachers in a hotel dining room and he says, “oh, soul winning is easy.” And I’ve seen an ad in the paper incidentally recently that says, “at last soul winning made easy. Buy my book. Well, there’s this preacher who says soul winning isn’t hard. And somebody said, I find it hard. He said, it’s simple if you know how to go about it. He said, Do you want me to show you how soul winning is easy, how I can win the soul. He said, Yes, I’d like to see you do it. Well, I said to the waiter, waiter, waiter came over. He said, Are you a Christian? He said, No, sir. He said would you like to be? Yes, sir. Well, all right, then would you accept Christ? Well, yes. All right, bow your head a minute. The waiter stood there thinking about his tip, and the fellow said, “now Lord, here’s a man that accepts Thee and he takes Thee now as his Savior. Amen. He shook his hand and the waiter walked away just the same as he’d come and the preacher said, “see how easy it is. It’s a simple matter. He had accepted Christ.” Now, I hope the waiter had better sense than the Reverend, because if he didn’t. He is damned. You can’t afford to be wrong. To be wrong is to be dead. When it’s a matter of a compass on an ocean or a guide on a desert; and when it’s a matter of my saving relation to Jesus Christ, I can’t afford to be wrong. When my life depends upon it, I can’t afford to go to a careless doctor.

We had a doctor when we first came to Chicago. He listened to your heart by putting his ear on your chest. He never used instruments, never used any of the modern scientific developments. He just stuck his ear on your chest. He looked at your forehead and tell you that you had high blood pressure. You can’t afford to fall into the hands of a quack when your life is at stake. You can’t afford to be wrong; to be wrong is to be dead.

Well, there’s so much of this that I think that we need to rise against it, and the old church of Christ needs to get up and ask God for fresh air and oxygen and courage, and analyze this and get it before the people as Finney used to do. We accept Christ on a lot by some lady walking up and say, “Sonny, would you like to accept Christ?” Why, He could have said anything. He would have accepted Buddha, Zoroasterism or Father Divine in order to get rid of her. And painlessly and at no cost and no inconvenience. That’s the trick of the day. Get them converted with no cost and no inconvenience.

Now, that might have worked like that in Israel, say, Israel in Egypt. Suppose that Moses had said to Israel, “Do you accept the blood on the doorpost? And they would have said “yes, we accept the blood.” Alright, goodbye and we’ll be seeing you. And they could have stayed right in Egypt, slaves for the rest of their lives. But their accepting the blood of the Passover meant that they stood awake all night, girded, ready, shoes on their feet, staff in their hands, eating the food of the Passover, ready to go. And when the trumpet blasts sang sweet and clear, they rose and started for the Red Sea. And when they got to the Red Sea, a miracle happened; it opened up and they went out never to return. Their acceptance had feet under it. Their acceptance gave them the guts to do something. They went forth and did something!

Now, suppose the prodigal son had had a man come to him and found him lying there, all rags and smell, an old sow lying over there and an old pig lying over here and a litter of little pigs laying over there and they’re all piled up keeping warm. And here’s this fellow, lay on his arm nibbling on a carob seed. And the fellow comes up and says, I have good news for you. Your father will forgive you if you’ll accept it. Will you accept it? He looks up and says yep, I’ll accept it. Do you accept it? Yes! Do you accept your father’s saving word? Yes, I do. Alright, goodbye. Hope to see you again, and leave him lying there in the gutter or in with the hogs. But, it didn’t happen like that. The fellow got to thinking, and he said to himself, if I’m going to get out of this hog pen and get back among respectable people, I must rise and go to my father. Do you know what the next line is? So he arose and went. Remember that? So, he arose and went. Acceptance to the Jews meant strict obedience from that moment on, and acceptance to the prodigal son, meant repentance in line with his acceptance.

Now, I’m going to use the words “accept” because I don’t object too much to them. I know the word, accept and acceptance and accepting. I know they’re not biblical, but yet I know, as I’ve said, they do come close to being a synonym for receive. But I want to tell you what it means to accept Christ. Then, I want you to search your own heart and say, “I have I accepted Christ? Ever? Do I accept Christ? Have I accepted Him at all?

I want to give you a definition for accepting Christ. To accept Christ in anything like a saving relationship, is to have an attachment to the person of Christ that is revolutionary, complete and exclusive, and I’ll explain what I mean. It’s an attachment to the person of Christ. I want you to get that. It is not getting in with the crowd that you’d like. It’s not getting the social fellowship of some nice fellow that gives you a thrill when you touch his hand. It’s not getting with the gang that put on their, what do you call them, and go out and play baseball Tuesday evening. Oh, they can do that harmlessly enough God knows. And isn’t getting out with a picnic or going on a hike; Oh, they can do that. We have those kind of activities for our youth here, and I believe in them. But that’s not what accepting Christ means. That can happen, that can happen among the Unitarians and the Jews and the unbelievers and the literary societies. That isn’t accepting Christ. That’s simply getting in with a religious group who may be no better off than you are.

Accepting Christ is an attachment to the person of Christ that is revolutionary, in that it reverses the life and transforms it completely. It’s an attachment to the person of Christ; it’s complete, in that it leaves no part of the life unaffected, in that exempts no area of the life of the total man, the man’s total being. To accept Christ means an exclusive attachment to Jesus Christ, meaning that Christ is not one of several interests. But, He is the one, exclusive attachment, as the sun is the exclusive attachment of the earth. And the earth revolves around the sun, and the sun is its center and the core of its being in the hub of its activity, and the life and light and heat and hope of the earth.

So, Jesus Christ is the Son of Righteousness, and to become a Christian means to come into His orbit and begin to revolve around Him exclusively. Not around Him today, and around another sun tomorrow, and around a third one the next day, and then back to Jesus again. Not partly around Him, but it means to revolve around Him completely, exclusively. And all other relationships, and you will have other relationships. It’s an impossibility in a complex world such as God has created, that I can have only one relationship. I have many relationships. You’re a man, forty years old, you give your heart to Jesus, you’re converted, you’re a married man with children, you’re a citizen, you have a job, you have a number of relationships. You have relationship to your wife as a husband, to your children as a father, to your country as a citizen, to your employer as an employee, and to the government as a taxpayer. You have numbers of relationships. You’re a cousin to this one and an uncle to that one and so on.

So, you have other relationships except Jesus Christ, but He is the exclusive one to Whom you attach yourself. And all these other relationships are conditioned and determined by your one relationship to Jesus Christ the Lord. The earth has relationships to other beings besides the sun, because the moon revolves around the earth. But if the moon quit tomorrow, the earth would still go right on revolving around the sun. There are planetoids and other heavenly, little heavenly bodies that fly around, and some come down to the earth. They call them falling stars, and they’re hunks of metal that come down and burn up. And sometimes they go and bury themselves in the earth–meteorites. You all read about them. Some of you have seen them.

Alright, the earth has relationships to other beings beside the sun, but it has no exclusive relationship to any other being beside the sun. The sun is the source and center and magnetic heart of its exclusive life. And all these others are incidental. This may sound awfully harsh and cruel, but Jesus Christ said it and said it in words harsher than mine. That if you have attachments that are central and more exclusive than the attachment you have to Jesus, you’re not a Christian at all. If you have a new wife, and that wife to you is the sun and hope and dream and all you’re looking for. Now she may be everything you think she is. But if she clouds the face of Jesus, then you are not a Christian. And you’re not a Christian if any relationship you have to your government, to your job, to your wife or husband, to your children, to your aunts or uncles, to anybody anywhere, is more exclusive than the attachment you have to Jesus. You’ll have these other relationships, but they are incidental to the one, exclusive relationship, Jesus Christ the Lord. To accept Christ then, is to attach myself to His holy person, to live or die forever. And He is first and last in all, and all other relationships are conditioned and determined and colored by my one, exclusive relation to Him.

Now, to accept Christ then is, would you like to put these down? I wish some of you would put them down and pray over them. Accepting Christ is, accept His friends as your friends from that moment on. When you accept Christ, you accept His friends as your friends. And if you’re in an area where He has no friends, you’ll befriend him except for the one friend that sticketh closer than a brother; and you will not compromise your life nor your talk nor anything when you are not. Can you imagine an American as some of our Americans have done, go to Europe and start condemning their country and toting up to the land where they are, Oh, brother, an American out of the borders of these United States of America should be just as much an American as anywhere.

They said there was an orator in the time of Henry Ward Beecher who went to England. And he was under such an inferiority complex. This was a little new country, and England was old and had tradition, and had the poets and the great writers and artists. And so, he felt so inferior, this great orator, he reflected on his own country and apologized for America, and talked them up and talked America down. And then Henry Ward Beecher went over, you remember. You’ve no doubt read his sermon that he preached there in that great hall where there was jumping, shouting Englishman around about him. They were jumping and shouting. Don’t think they weren’t brother. And he had to fight his way through, and he delivered a lecture that will stand in the annals of time as being one of the most magnificent things ever uttered by the voice of a man. Never for a split second did he talk America down. Never for one breath, or one syllable did he talk America down in order to to talk England up. He only appealed to English fair play when they start to yell. He’d say, you Englishmen are Englishmen; you believe in fair play. Listen while I talk. And then he tore into them. And he came away from there with the respect of every Englishman of the blood, and with the thanks and respect and gratitude of his own native land.

And yet I find people that are such cowards, that when they were in the crowd, who don’t believe in the Son of God, or who live so as to disgrace the holy name of Jesus, they allow themselves to go that way. Are you a Christian? You are not! A Christian is one who has accepted Jesus friends as his friends and Jesus enemies as his enemies by an exclusive attachment to the person of Christ. And if they’re Christ’s enemies, they’re my enemies, and I ask no quarter from them. And if they’re Jesus’ friends, they’re my friends. I don’t care what color they are, or what denomination they belong to. It means to accept His ways as your ways. You’re not looking in the magazine to find out. You’re not going on and listen to the radio panel discussion to know how to live. You’re not reading books to know how to live. You’ve taken His ways as your ways. You’ve taken His Sermon on the Mount as your guide for your life. You’ve taken His apostolic words as your words; His ways shall be my way.

Oh, God bless little Ruth. Isn’t that a wonderful thing what she said? She said, wither thou goest, I will go, and where thou dwellest, I will dwell, and where thou dies, there will I die. And there will I be buried. And God forbid that anything should separate me from you. That’s approximately what she said and wasn’t it beautiful? No wonder every second parent names their baby Ruth. That beautiful story made Naomi and Ruth two beautiful, loved names, because it was an attachment. It was an attachment. She said I live where you live, I’ll die where you die and I’ll be buried where you’re buried, and God in heaven forbid we ever separate. Brethren, that’s what I mean. His ways are my ways.

To accept Christ means that I accept His rejection as my rejection. And whoever rejects Him rejects me. And I mean, to accept Christ means that I accept His cross as my cross. And I accept His life as my life. Back from the dead I come and up into a different kind of life. The kind of life He lived. It means that I accept His future as my future. When a woman stands up alongside of a man she accepts his future. He may be called to Germany. He may be sent to some city where she wouldn’t ever want to live, but she’s accepted his future as her future. Exclusive attachment, leaving all others, they say.

Exclusive attachment, that’s what it means to accept Christ. If the preachers would tell people that, we’d have fewer converts, but when we got them, they’d never backslide. They’d stick. But as long as we say to them, will you accept Christ? Gulp, yes, I accept Christ. Alright now, here’s a tract. And he thinks he’s in; he’s not in at all. He thinks that he will get the benefit of Jesus’ saving grace by saying, I accept Christ, but he will not be a disciple. He will not carry the cross. He will not inconvenience himself. He will not turn his back on the world. He will not accept Christ enemies. He does not go among Christ friends. He does not take Christ ways. And still, he thinks he’s a convert. We preachers will stand before what the Plymouth Brethren call the Bema, the judgment seat of Christ, and tell a holy Savior why we betrayed his people that way.

Well, this is to receive Christ, Brother. This is to believe on Christ. This is to accept Christ. I don’t say now, you shouldn’t go out and you ever use the word accept, provided you know what it means. For it means to believe in and receive Christ as my Savior, but in to do it, it means an exclusive attachment to the person of Christ that makes His friends my friends, His enemies my enemies, His ways, my ways, His cross my cross, His Life my life, and His future my future. And if things should turn out in this country, that it should be dangerous to follow Jesus, my future is His future. And whatever they do to Jesus, I’ll go along; they’ll do it to me.

In light of that, how many of us are Christians? These dear young people, I never see a young kid never, boy or girl, but what I feel all good inside. Mine are growing up now and, I love young people, love them. Maybe that’s the reason I can still preach to them, even if I’m 180 years old. I feel like it. But I love them, and I don’t want to betray them. And I don’t want to see them betrayed. I’m spiritually indignant when I see them being betrayed. Cheated and made little fools of by people who don’t know what discipleship means. This it is to believe in Christ, my young friends. Are you a believer in Christ then? This it means to accept Christ. And have you, and do you accept Christ, and have you accepted? This it is to receive Christ, and have you received and do you receive? It means more than this, but it means nothing less than this.

And all the great evangelists that ever have touched the world to bring revival; now there have been evangelists that don’t bring revival, just evangelism. But all the revivalists, such as Edwards and Finney, and others like him, all have come back to this thing. They said the church is being betrayed by having a Christianity made too easy. And we have a whole host of people who think they’re converted, when all they’ve done is join a religious group. And when people began to see that, deacons and elders and board members and teachers and Sunday school teachers and superintendents and preachers that thought, for half a lifetime, they were converted, came under terrible, blinding conviction. And down on their faces they went before God and got converted. And then the revival is on.

So this is the thing that matters my friends, your relation to Jesus. Have you accepted him really? If you have not, then there’s no gamble, no chance, no 90/10 chance, no 50/50 chance, no chance at all. It is either be right about it, or be dead. Be right about it, or be lost.

Now if this is true, and I think it is true. In closing this, moral sanity requires that we settle this first of all, it requires it. My God it requires it. If I thought I had a cancer eating at me, nothing else would be important. Somebody would say, how about that pair of shoes you’re going to buy? What do I care about a pair of shoes? What about that vacation you were planning for next summer? I don’t care. I may not be here next summer. What about that insurance you’re going to take out? You can’t take out insurance against cancer. Nothing would matter, but that I’d settled it and found out if I did have, and if I did have, could it be helped. Some things are matters of life and death. If to be careless, is to be dead.

So, my dear friends, we Christians ought to settle this. Are we Christians indeed? Have we yet formed an exclusive attachment to the person of Jesus Christ that’s greater and more binding and more beautiful than the attachment of a bride to her new husband that excludes everything else? Alright, if we have, then thank God we can get up and say, Tis done, the great transactions done. I am my Lord’s and He is mine. He drew me in, I followed on charmed to confess the Voice Divine. But if we can’t say it, then all we dare do is to sing that song that our holiness friends make fun of. Isaac Watts wrote it. Do I Love the Lord or No? And a lot of friends make fun of that song and laugh at it. No serious-minded man will laugh at another man who stands under the wide expanse of heaven with death three jumps ahead of him and says, My God, do I really love Thee or not?

You better ask yourself that question today. And I ask you, please don’t go out of here and forget this message. Don’t go out of here and stand on your reputation and the fact you joined the church twenty years ago and that you’ve been a member. Don’t stand on that. Look up and say Jesus, do I love Thee or no. In the light of all this, am I truly a Christian? If you are, your happy heart will soon be assured. If you’re not, you can be, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye. He’ll receive you to His heart and you’ll receive Him to your heart, and by an exclusive attachment to His person forever, His personality passes into yours, and yours into His. And there’s an identification with Jesus in His death and His resurrection and His life at the right hand of God. You can go out knowing that you’ve been saved.

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“Abiding in the Vine”

Sunday, February 12, 1956

Abiding in the Vine

We are very glad that Brother Cordeg could be with us today to take the place of Brother McAfee, who as I announced this morning is in Philadelphia, or at least singing in Philadelphia today, but he was at home to attend the wedding of his only sister. He will be back the early part of this week and will resume his duties with us.

Now in John 15, I want you to read with me responsively, all reading the tenth verse down to and including verse ten. John 15. Reading responsively, and then all reading the tenth verse. I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman. Every branch in me that beareth not fruit he taketh away: and every branch that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit. Now ye are clean through the word which I have spoken unto you. Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me. I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing. If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned. If ye abide in me, and my words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you. Herein is my Father glorified, that ye bear much fruit; so shall ye be my disciples. As the Father hath loved me, so have I loved you: continue ye in my love. If ye keep my commandments, ye shall abide in my love; even as I have kept my Father’s commandments, and abide in his love.

Now, I think this is three or four messages that I have brought from the Vine and the Branch figure that occurs in the opening part of this chapter about which we have read. Now I want you to notice what Jesus said about abiding. Abide in Me and I in you. He said, in verse four, they put it down as a command, abide in Me and I in you. Now, that is as they say in the service, an order. Then in verse five, we have an assertion: He that abideth in Me, the same bringeth forth much fruit. In verse six we have a warning: If ye abide not in Me is cast forth as a branch. In verse seven we have a promise: If ye abide in Me and my words abide in you, ye shall ask what you will and shall be done unto you. In verse 10, we have a condition: If you keep my commandments, ye shall abide in my love even as I’ve kept my Father’s commandments and abide in His love.

Now naturally, when talking about the Abiding Life, we’ve got to define the word abiding. The word abiding here of course is a figure. As I’ve said several times already and explained at length, it is a figure, but let us not forget that while it is a figure, it is literal. There is not a contrast here between the figurative and the literal, because a figure declares literal truth. It is literally true that we are joined to Christ. But the figure that sets the literal truth forth is a figure of a vine. I hope that we can see that because there’s much figure in the Bible. Those who do not understand may get the impression that a thing is not actually true, that it’s only figuratively so.

Let me point out that when the Bible uses a figure, it always uses a figure to explain a real truth; and here is a figure “I am the Vine and ye are the branches”. Now that’s not a dreamy, poetic setting forth of a misty ideal. That is the stating of a truth that is as literal as the heaven and the earth. But of course, the figure under which it is set forth, it is not to be understood literally, Christ literally. Christ is not actually a vine planted in a vineyard. Neither are we actually branches on that vine. But Christ is actually a life that can be set forth as a vine, and we are joined as Christians to that life in a manner that’s literally true, that it can be said that we’re branches.

Now, the vine and the branch, we answer the question what it means by their abiding together. Now, the branches are joined to the vine by a union of life. “And abide in Me;” I’m rather sorry that beautiful word abide occurs here. Three hundred and thirty-four years ago, it meant a little different from what it means now. Do you remember that when Jesus was walking on the road to Emmaus with His two disciples, they said, the night is close and it’s getting late, abide with us. It was an invitation to come in and stay, to come in and dwell overnight, to come in and remain there, not just for refreshments, but overnight, abide with us. And that’s where the hymn Abide with Me came from I suppose. And here we have the word abide.

Now, this word abide means, continue. And since a Christian is one who is joined to Jesus Christ by a union of life, then abide means remain in that union, live on in that union, continue in that union. There is a great deal these days that will give the impression that our relation to Christ is an automatic thing. And that I do not need to think anything about it. It’s automatic. It is done. And therefore, it’s like your Social Security, it’s automatic, or it’s like your taxes, they will send you your your slip. It’s automatic. There’s nothing automatic in the Bible, brothers and sisters, because you see a grapevine and its branches are vegetable life. And that is the figure the Lord used to set forth a literal and spiritual truth.

Now a grapevine with the branches growing there in somebody’s yard, or in a vineyard, they have no will and no choice. A branch can’t will to remain in the vine, and it can’t choose to be in the vine in the first place. It was not that aspect of the of the truth that the Lord was setting forth. But, while the branch cannot make a decision, literally, that is, the branch out there in the field, that more real and literal aspect is that of persons. You see, you and I are persons, and Christ is a person. And therefore, we have wills, and we can determine and we can decide. And He said to us, now will to remain on in the vine. Determine to live on in the vine. You are in the Vine by an act of life. You’re joined by life. And now we rise, says He, above the vineyard, above that. We’ve taken that as our point of departure, our earthly figure of speech, how we rise above that. And we say to you that while you are the branches in Me the Vine, the relationship is still higher than that, and purer and more elevated. So that, you must abide, you must desire to abide in the vine. You must will to do it. Abide in the vine He said.

So, He warned us, and promised us, and laid down the conditions, and made His commandment that we should abide in the Vine. So, we are the branches by free, personal choice. With me, it’s not a small matter whether I’m a free agent or not. It is not one of those things that I can say, well, there’s another school of theology that says my will is not free, and therefore I must keep an open mind. And if those who believe that the will is not free are believers in Christ, I must accept it to not make anything of it. I can’t see it. I believe that there is a vast difference between whether I am in Christ because I can’t help myself or whether I’m in Christ because I won’t be anywhere else.

God gave to Adam and Eve free wills. I said on the radio yesterday, I’m waiting to get letters on that one. I said that the sovereignty of God and the free will of man were not in any wise inconsistent one with the other. If God sovereignly decided to give me free will, then the exercise of my free will is the exercise of the sovereign gift of God and does not cancel out God’s sovereignty. They say, well, if I exercise my free will, and it’s against God’s will, then God’s sovereignty is therefore automatically cancelled; it ceases to be, it’s annulled. For if God were sovereign, then my will would be bound to Him and I would have to do what He wills. But suppose God wills to set my will free. Suppose that the Sovereign God wills that my will should be free, and that I do have a right to decide for good or evil, for God or Satan, for heaven or hell. When I exercise that will, I am not violating the will of God, I’m fulfilling that aspect of the will of God which says, I’m free to choose.

So, the sovereignty of God remains inviolate and still I’m able to choose. There is no such thing as a moral life, except there is a free life. An automaton cannot in anywise be moral. There can be no holiness where there is not freedom. God’s perfect holiness is His perfect freedom. And if God were in anywise bound to be anything, then God could not be honored for being what He is. God is free, and thus has or had perfect holiness because he has perfect freedom. If I were bound to be good, then my being good would mean absolutely nothing at all. If you chain a man and make him pray, he hasn’t prayed. And if you make a man be honest, he isn’t necessarily an honest man. If you shut a man’s mouth and tape it up and don’t let him lie, he is not necessarily a truthful man. And any righteousness that is forced upon me, is no righteousness at all. There can only be sin where there can be freewill. And there can only be righteousness where there is free will. If my will is not free to choose, then I am not to in anywise get any credit, anywhere for choosing. And no man can be a holy man who is not free, because holiness means knowing what is right and knowing what is wrong, I will, by the grace of God, choose what is right. There’s your good man.

So, the very basis of morality is freedom. And the very angels in heaven are there because they want to be. The ones that didn’t want to be are in Hell or Tartorus waiting the judgment of the Great Day; roaming the earth as demons. But the ones who are there are there because they want to be. And there won’t be a conscript angel; there isn’t a conscript angel in all God Almighty’s heaven. And there won’t be a single conscript Christian in all the kingdom of God. There isn’t today and there never was and there never will be. And heaven itself will not be a kind of a benign glorified concentration camp where everybody has to stay in; where God locks the doors at nine o’clock every night, for there’s no night there, and says, now you watch it. And He says to the archangel, now keep your eye on this bunch because they had been known to wander. No, sir. Everybody that’s in heaven will be there because he wouldn’t be anywhere else, and he chose to be there. And everybody that’s honest is so because he could be crooked, and won’t be. Everybody that is decent is so, because they could be otherwise, and won’t be. And if a man couldn’t be otherwise and honest, then he isn’t honest; he’s just an automaton, a Mr. X, a guided missile, automatic man, run by somebody else’s will.

So, I’m a branch, or we are branches because we choose to be branches. He says, continue, live on in Me, abide in Me and exercise your will to righteousness, your will to freedom, your your will to serve Me. The doctrine that we get converted, click, turns over the little machine and punched and recorded and that’s it. I think it’s a mechanized view of the Christian faith, my Brother. A wife isn’t a good wife because the law makes her stay at home. No man proudly boasts of a wife that he’s got chained to the davenette. He boasts because he’s proud of the fact that she wouldn’t be anywhere else. She could have had ten others and wouldn’t take them. She chose him. Pride and the joy of possession comes only because we know our friends are free to leave us and won’t. They could leave us but won’t.

So, the Lord Jesus Christ, while our union is a union of life, it is also a union of will and we are in Him because we chose to be. That makes heaven the freest place in the universe. Men are in hell. They’re not free in hell, but they’re free in heaven. They’re in hell because they must. They’re in heaven because they will. They’re in hell because they’re bound. They’re in heaven because they are free. They’re in hell because God said, depart from Me. They’re in heaven because they chose to be.

Now that’s my concept of heaven, Brother. If I live to be 108 years old like that fellow, that 109 years old fellow, Wilson, who is the oldest soldier in the Northern Army, the only one that’s left. If I live to 109 years old, I’m going to write a book about heaven. But up to now, I’ve been very cautious. All I can tell you is, that the heaven that I read about and sing, I wouldn’t want to be caught in. I wouldn’t want to go there, brother. If I meet you in heaven, it won’t be that kind. The kind they sing about except of course, maybe, “Celestial City.” Maybe St. Bernard and his “Jerusalem the Golden” came near it, but I’m not even sure that Bernard saw it. But I do know that the essence and fiber and foundation of Heaven will be complete freedom, absolute freedom. A man is free within the framework of His creation, free to fulfill all the broad outlines of His manifold life, His complex existence, and God will never have to keep after him with a stick. And you’ll never have to have any policeman there to see that these fellows obey. They all obey because years before they chose to obey. So, we choose Jesus.

Now, being persons, we continually will to be in the vine. And we are there by meeting the conditions. Now the conditions are what? Keep Christ’s commands. If ye keep my commandments, ye shall abide in my love. And I assume that abiding in His love and abiding in Him are the same. We keep His conditions,”If ye keep my commandments.” Now, His words are His commandments, for He says, “if ye abide, keep my words abiding in you.” So, His words, His commandments; there must be a continual fulfillment. But you say Mr. Tozer, a perfect fulfillment? And I say no, not a perfect fulfillment. We’re made of dust and our Father knoweth that we are made of dust.

A magazine that doesn’t like me very well, reviewed the latest book, “The Root of the Righteous.” I read it today and yesterday and it said that I was ninety-percent right anyhow. I thought it’s a pretty good batting average, ninety-percent. That’s batting .900. But it said, if there is one, just one in it that we think is the greatest of all and that is the little piece, “God is easy to live with.” They said, that’s beautiful. God’s easy to live with. Well, God said that to my heart a long time ago. Nobody taught me that. They taught me that God is easy to live in that He’s the most congenial companion in all the wide world. That’s not to degrade Him from being the high and Holy One that inhabiteth eternity. That is only to say that when He becomes our Father, and we his children, we the branches, and He the Husbandman, He understands. No branch brings forth 100% fruit. No branch comes up, I suppose, to its full possibilities. But it’s the kind, proud work of the Father and of the Husbandman to bring the branch up to the fullest output that it can, seeing what it was to start with.

So, when we say, when He said, abide in My Word and keep My commandments, He did not say, now, if there’s ever a failure, if you ever get a B on your card, if you ever get anything less than an A or an A-plus you’re doomed. He never said that at all, and never thought it. He knows that we are dust. It might be a good thing for each other to find that out. You might put up with some things from me with a good deal more grace if you remember that I am made out of dust. Here this dust here were made in Wisconsin. God scraped that up from the hills on Wisconsin, but I’m from Pennsylvania. He scraped me up out there and put me together and put a human soul in me. So, we’re dust and God knows it. We’re made out of clay and dust, and dust is dust, and God knows that.

But the point is that there must be at least an approximation; He said, keep My commandments. I’m not trying to edit what He said or to soften it. I’m only saying that if He had meant you must, when you’re converted, begin to keep my words without one single violation down to the end of your life, then heaven would be as empty as the inside of Bull Gannon’s head. There wouldn’t be anybody in it Brother except the angels, not one.

Now, what are the keeping of His commandments? Well, it means toward God, reverence and faith and worship. Towards God, reverence and faith and worship. There is such a thing as sort of lumping things and doing twenty things by doing one. For instance, the Ten Commandments. There they are, ten commandments. There they are. Do you know what Paul said we can do with them? He said, love your neighbor as you love yourself and you’ve kept the whole business. He lumped them all together and did them all by doing one easy thing so that all the Ten Commandments were kept. This is the fulfillment of them. He that loveth his neighbor has fulfilled the commandments.

So you see, reverence toward God covers a whole world of details. It’s just like a good American who has been well brought up and is well versed in his history of his country and is proud of it, and flies the flag every holiday and votes for one of the parties and is a good American, and a lawkeeper. Well, do you know there are a thousand laws he doesn’t know exist. He goes off down the highway in his car. He goes into business. He travels all around over the country and never gets into a fix anywhere he goes because the keeping of the law is inside of his heart. And if he should by any means get into a town where the ordinances vary a little bit, he might have to be talked to by a policeman, but he’d smile it off and say, “I’m sorry I’m a stranger,” and get by all right. He’s a law keeper by nature, he loves to, he loves his country, he’s familiar with its laws and the reasons for their existence. He’s a social man. And he doesn’t know about the laws. He just knows that as long as he does what comes naturally, because he’s a lover of his country and a lover of decency and righteousness, he keeps out of trouble all his life. He never gets arrested. I was never rested but once, never.

Mr. Chase took me out one time to get me bailed out. And they fined me a dollar because I traveled fifty-five miles an hour through a little town out there at 12:30 in the morning, and there wasn’t a cat on the sidewalk nor a dog on the street. But they said I was going too fast, so I paid a dollar and came home. That’s the only time I ever got into difficulty and that was more or less accidental. And if I hadn’t had R.R. Brown in the car, I wouldn’t even done that. Because you know, when you’re with R.R. Brown, you go to least fifty-five. You’ll never go much less than fifty-five. So, I was driving him in Brother Hine’s borrowed car, and we got arrested. But I’ve kept out of trouble with the law because I want to obey the law.

And you can, just by being decent, you can just take care of 1000 laws you don’t even know about. But the man who’s always trying to find a way to beat somebody or the law, he knows all about the laws. He has to know, because he wants to break them. But the man who doesn’t want to break them can be happy from the cradle to the grave and don’t know they exist.

So reverence and faith and worship; the man whose heart is reverential, who has true faith in God in Christ, and who worships God out of a pure heart fervently, he automatically keeps the laws of God. If ye abide in My words and keep my commandments. And then toward Christ, there’s faith and discipleship; doing the things He tells us to do. And toward His commandments there’s obedience and toward others there is love, as Jesus said as the love of Christ was. These are wonderful words. If a man keep my commandments, if ye keep My commandments ye shall abide in My love, even as I keep my Father’s commandments and abide in His love. This is my commandment that ye have love one to another as I have loved you. Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. Ye are my friends if you do whatsoever I command you.

Now, Christ and His friends. Let’s talk about it. A company of the saved ones, Baptists? Could be, but not necessarily. Methodists? Could be, not necessarily. Alliance people? Could be, but not necessarily. Christians churches are companies of friends of Christ. Companies of saved ones. And there always have been those companies in each age. For them, Christ laid down His life and for each other; they’re willing to lay down their lives. Ye are my friends if you do what I command you. Now, no one has any authority to amend the commandments of Christ though I’ve heard it tried. No one has any authority to delete anything, or do any editorial tinkering with the Word of God.

Here it is. We have the Sermon on the Mount. We have the truth of God as laid down in the Epistles of Paul and Peter and John and James and the rest of them. There it is, and a happy Christian is very likely to find as he reads it, that he’s been keeping it all the time out of the love of his own heart. Maybe out of selfishnesss, or a little up springing of the carnal flesh, he may find that he hasn’t; then he repents and asks God to help him to do it. But he has no authority to change it. For instance, he has no authority to change the Word of God regarding divorce. He has no authority to change the Word of God regarding, say, giving. He has no authority to change the Word of God on anything. No editors, no unmenders, no deleters, but it stands as it is. And as we read it, God shows us where we maybe have failed in it, and then we repent and begin to do the will of God. God understands it. We’re keeping His commandments, we’re abiding in Him and we are his friends.

Now, I want to test my profession. Am I abiding in the Vine. Am I abiding in the Vine by God’s own criterion, am I a Christian? We dare not introduce any other criterion. And I want to ask you to beware of the person who tells you you’re Christian. Nobody has any right to tell any other man, he’s a Christian, nobody. Nobody has any right to go and say, “oh, I think you’re a Christian all right, I wouldn’t worry about it. I believe you’re a Christian.” No, don’t you ever dare do that. You have no right to do that. The Bible says, let a man examine himself. It doesn’t say that I am to examine him and pronounce him alright. The Spirit witnesses with our spirit that we are children of God. If any man hath, believes in Christ, he has the witness in himself. So, it is by his own criterion. Am I living in obedience to His Word, not to the rules of my church necessarily? When the rules of the church and the Word of God conflict, then obey God, and let the rules of the church go, not the rules of my denomination, not the popular notion of Christianity; it’s a deadly, dangerous thing. It’s like skating on ice that’s ready to break up in the Spring, to skate on the thin ice of popular Christianity. No, sir, don’t you look at the rest of the people around you and say, I think I fairly well come up to their standard, and therefore everything is all right. Don’t you dare do it. That’s thin ice, that’s ice that may plunge you down into a cold and watery grave. You dare not judge by others.

The last final proof is Christ’s words. If ye abide in Me and My words abide in you, then you have a right in prayer. Then you’re on praying ground as they say. If a man abide not in Me, he is cast forth as a branch. If ye abide in me and My words abide in you, ye shall ask what you will, to keep my commandments ye shall abide in my love. That’s volitional abiding, that is, the abiding of my own freewill. I want to be His. And I continue to want to be His. I abide because I want to abide. And if my poor, weak will flops sometimes, if I’m ill, or if something goes wrong, or if my faith deserts me temporarily, why, I’m still abiding because I’m joined by a life union. But the Lord wants me continually to will to do His will and to do, and to abide in the Vine.

Am I living in the obedience to His Word by the final proof of faith and love and obedience? Now, you can know you see, faith and love and obedience. Is there anything that I’m not doing that I’ve been commanded to do? Is there anything that I’m doing that I’ve been commanded not to do? Here’s the Word of the living God. We have the Holy Spirit as the teacher. We have prayer. We can go to God anytime and ask Him. 

If I read Shakespeare until I find a passage that I don’t understand, I can’t go to Shakespeare because Shakespeare’s dead. And if I look at the critics, maybe they don’t know any more than I. But if I read the New Testament and I don’t understand it, I can go to the Author and say, excuse me, what does this mean? And God has shown me. The same Holy Spirit that wrote it, is here to explain it and apply it and illuminate it. So, there’s no excuse for not knowing. That is why all spiritual people agree in principle. That’s why you can read what Clements said, or Athanasius or Augustine, or any of the great saints down the years to this hour and they all talk the same language.

A Methodist preacher from Texas wrote me a letter and he referred to my series on revivals, on what a revival would be. Not that I’m a revivalist, but that what a revival ought to be. And he said, when you dealt with prayer, he said it was a strange thing. I’ve been preaching to my people and I came up to that subject that the same week that the Alliance Weekly arrived and I read what you said about prayer. And he said, I was astonished to find those were my notes. He said, I was going to say the same thing to my people Sunday morning. And I wrote this Methodist preacher and said, I can only explain it, that if a man will listen, God will say the same thing to every man. God, the Holy Ghost will say the same thing to every man, if every man will listen. If I inject my will then I put static in the loudspeaker, and I won’t half hear what God is saying, and I come to some false conclusion, but if I listen, I’m with great delight.

I read the old writers. And I find they’re saying the same thing we’re saying. The same Holy Ghost who taught them taught us. I wrote about dear Tom Hare, the Irish praying plumber, and I was, as I interviewed him and talked with him with long hours to get what kind of man he was. I was pleased beyond all measure to find him. He sounded like A.B. Simpson. And AB Simpson sounded like Meister Eckhart. Meister Eckhart sounded like Augustine, Augustine sounded like Paul. The same Holy Ghost saying the same thing to different people. And I don’t think outside of Paul that my brother Tom ever heard of any of these others; never heard of them. He just reads the Bible. But he prays and prays and the Holy Ghost said to him the same thing what he said to them and what he says to me.

So my Brethren, there’s the Word of God. You can abide in the Vine with all of its rich life, all of its glorious wealth and spiritual treasure, just by willing to abide and obeying the Word, keeping the terms of the covenant, which are very simple after all. Be reverent, be loving, be worshipful, and obey the Word as you see it and as you read it. God understands. And if you fail, why He knows where you failed. If you tell Him you’re sorry, He pardons instantly and wipes the tears away. Abiding in the Vine has branches to wonderful life my Brethren, a wonderful life. And I want to testify that I don’t need any religious trinkets to keep me happy in Jesus. If we had a five-headed alligator here playing the xylophone, I wouldn’t come to church to see it. I have what I need, I’m joined to the Vine and the sweet juices of the Holy Ghost that flow out of Jesus Christ are in the mind, perfectly satisfying me in my spiritual life. So I don’t need a circus and get along beautifully without it and cut down the overhead expense. Alright.

 Now that’s all for tonight. And we’re going to close in prayer. Would you bow your heads?

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“Life in the Vine”

Sunday, February 5, 1956

By way of emphasis, I would mention the coming of the Kings. Their purpose for being here is to examine missionary candidates. We’re hoping to send out 102 missionaries this year, which will run our list of missionaries very considerably over 800, which puts us up among the largest missionary societies in the world. We trust that God will enable us to do this. And these men are coming from the foreign department to meet and examine candidates, that is, give them theological examinations and other such examinations as you’re usually given for ordination. And that will be done in the daytime. Mr. McAfee is to sit in on that council that examines. And then in the evening in this auditorium, we will not meet in the old building; there will not be room, but in this room, and it will be not this coming Wednesday. Brother McAfee made that very plain, but just for those who might have missed it. It will be one week from this Wednesday, the eighth of February. And we expect everybody out.

Now, I’m continuing to talk about the vine and the branches. And I’d like to have you turn to the fifteenth chapter of John and we will read together. Oh, we’d better make it responsively because we do better that way, and then all read the seventh verse together. John 15:1-7, I am the True Vine and My Father is the Husbandman. Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit He takes away; and every branch that bears fruit He prunes, that it may bear more fruit. You are already clean because of the word which I have spoken to you. Abide in Me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in Me.  “I am the Vine, you are the branches. He who abides in Me, and I in him, bears much fruit; for without Me you can do nothing. If anyone does not abide in Me, he is cast out as a branch and is withered; and they gather them and throw them into the fire, and they are burned. If you abide in Me, and My words abide in you, you will ask what you desire, and it shall be done for you.

Now for the Sunday nights before us in addition to the two messages already given on the vine and the branches, I want one night to talk about the purging and what that purging is. And then of course I can’t pass up the seventh verse, If ye abide in Me and my words abide in you, ye shall ask what you will and it shall be done unto you. And so on, there will be very much rich truth here I am sure and I hope I’ll be able to unearth it for you.

Now, our Lord says every branch that beareth not fruit, and I want to talk for a little while about that. He mentioned it twice here, or mentioned it once and mentioned the abiding not in Him. Now to begin, we have before our vision the picture of a vine with its branches. Everybody has seen that somewhere. And let us note that the one purpose of a branch is to bear fruit. There is the vine, its roots deep down into the earth and it draws the sweet moisture from the soil. And it goes up into the vine and it contains tremendous potentialities. There’s the sweet juice with its nourishment, nourishment that if it were necessary, I think one could live on for a considerable length of time outside of perhaps starch and one or two other things. It has so many of the qualities necessary to nourishment. And in addition to the sweet tasting juices and the nourishment, there is the marvelous flavor.

Anything flavored with grape is satisfactory with me. I like the flavor of it and always have from the day that I used to climb up into the vines, up into the tree. We had them out on arbors as they have there, and as they do where they raise grapes really. Our grapes were the Isabel grapes they called them, The Concord, or the big blue ones, but these were a little smaller and a little more pungent. And we used to climb up into the tree and sit and eat until it was a wonder we didn’t fall out. And from that hour to this hour, anything with the flavor of grape is all right with me. But this is all in the vine, but it can’t get out of the vine. There it is, with all those potentialities, locked up in the vine.

Now, the vine can’t possibly express what is in it. No matter what its earnest desire might be; if such a vine could ever desire, it can’t get out of itself. It’s locked up there. It cannot express itself alone. A branch is the vine’s faculty for expressing itself. The branch is the vine’s outlet for its locked up juices, its rich nourishment, its wondrous flavor. The vine has it all, but it can’t get it out to the public so that the branch gives outlet to the riches of the vine. Now, we apply that to our Lord Jesus Christ, for He did it Himself and said that He was the vine, and we are the branches.

So, our Lord Jesus Christ stands the true vine in contradistinction to the false vines and all the artificial vines; He is the True Vine. But left to Himself and as He is, He cannot express Himself to the world. He cannot. The world never dreams what’s in Jesus Christ any more than a man walking by a vine who had never tasted grapes or seeing the beauty of the grape, or smelled the sweet flavor and fragrance of, have tasted the flavor and smelled the fragrance of the grape, would never dream what was locked up in that vine.

So, the world cannot dream, and does not, what is in Jesus Christ for them that love Him. He must have what He calls branches in order that there may be an outlet for Him to the world; that they might show forth the excellency of Him that called him out of darkness into His marvelous light. He must have someone or ones through whom He can flow; who can act for Him, what the branch acts in the same function that the branch acts for the vine, to be the bud and give forth a flower, and then finally, to eventuate in the fruit itself.

Now that is the indication that we’re necessary to Jesus Christ. Now somebody will immediately remember last Wednesday night’s message, and they will say, there he goes again contradicting himself, because I talked about the self-sufficiency of God. And I said that God didn’t need anybody, and that God didn’t need anything, and that God had no necessary relation to anything, and that God did not need any creature in the universe. Now I say, that Jesus Christ needs the branches that He might express Himself out to the world. You’ll find the contradiction there. The close thinkers will see there’s no contradiction, but for those who may be, have a headache and be foggy, I’ll explain what I mean.

God, the eternal God, or His Son, Jesus Christ, or the Holy Spirit, the Holy Trinity, considered in themselves, or God in Himself, as the self-originating, the or great original, needs nobody, needs nothing. Creation never set Him on a higher throne so that if all the creatures in His universe were suddenly to be snapped out of being into everlasting emptiness, and fall away into cosmic dust and cease to be, it will not affect God that much. Absolutely not, because God being God cannot lose anything from Himself. And if all vast worlds were to be swept away and rolled and beaten back into the vacuity out of which they came, God would still be God, for God needs no supports. But, if God is going to let the world know what’s in Him; if God out of the sovereign self-sufficiency is going to path out to the created world the beauties of His nature and is going to let them know what He is like, then God must have branches. Jesus Christ stands alone and stood alone and rose from the dead magnificently, and is absolutely going His undisturbed way, regardless of what men do, or angels or devils do.

So, Jesus Christ does not need for His own self-support anybody. But if He’s going to feed His glories out to the world and let the thirsty, dying world taste of His beauty, then He has to have branches. Now, there’s no contradiction. I hope you’ll see it, and if you can’t see it, then you wouldn’t be able to see it if I talk for twenty minutes on the subject. So, we’ll pass on and say that Jesus needs the branches. He does not need them for Himself, but He needs them if He’s going to bless the world with them. I wonder if I could give an illustration of what I mean.

Suppose that there is a river. The old mother or father of waters, I forget which, Mississippi. And there it rolls, rolled out and down and into the Gulf. Now that river doesn’t need anything much, if anything, it’s getting on all right. But suppose that that river got an impulse to bless a wheat field or an orange grove, or some other of the groves, orchards or fields. That Mississippi would have to have an irrigation canal. Somebody would have to come up there and stand and watch the old Mississippi rolling like the Jordan, on out to the Gulf into the ocean. He would stand in awe and say, what a magnificent sight, how broad she is, and how she rolls on in her calm majesty. She didn’t need him. She didn’t need anybody. But, if she wanted to bless the the country around about, she’d have to have canals that her water can flow out.

So, Jesus Christ, the great Lord of glory rolls on in His magnificence and beauty. And He doesn’t need anybody, but if He’s going to bless others, He must have somebody. So God has put branches on Him. And those branches are the people that He redeems. Now, it says here, if any branch that beareth not fruit; let’s talk a little while about that, the non-bearing branch.

Now what is that non-bearing branch? Think again about the vine. And if you’ve ever noticed closely you would see in the Spring that some of those branches were rooted in, or went clear in and joined to the life of the vine. And there were other branches that were stiff and shriveled, and apparently did not have connection with the life of the vine. The juice was not flowing into them. It was flowing into the others, but it was not flowing into them. They had not a vital connection with the vine. And so of course, the only thing you could do with them was to cut them off. That growth, that freak, that artificial branch, that branch that had not living union with the vine. For Jesus Christ our Lord cannot pass His life out to the world through those who are merely professing to be His children, or those who do not receive the Spirit from Jesus. They must be those who are joined to Jesus by a vital union.

Now when I say vital, I mean it exactly. I mean life union, union of life, life with life. Now, who is this person? Well, he is the Christian in name only. Revelation 3:1, if you will turn there you will find this passage. And unto the angel of the church in Sardis, writes, these things said He that had the seven Spirits of God and the seven stars, I know thy works, that thou hast a name that thou livest and are dead. Be watchful and strengthen the things which remain, that are ready to die. For I have not found thy works perfect. Evidently then, it’s possible to be a branch in name and not be a branch in fact. Thou hast the name that thou livest and are dead; nominally a branch, actually approached protuberance, a growth, some sort of a freak there that was never joined and is not joined to the living, pulsating heart of the vine.

Now, that’s what it is. And you will find in Matthew 22:11, if you will turn there, this. Well, our Lord said this, that he there was a certain man and he made a feast, The kingdom of heaven is like unto a certain king, which made a marriage for his son, And sent forth his servants to call them that were bidden to the wedding: and they would not come. Again, he sent forth other servants, saying, Tell them which are bidden, Behold, I have prepared my dinner: my oxen and my fatlings are killed, and all things are ready: come unto the marriage. But they made light of it, and went their ways, one to his farm, another to his merchandise: And the remnant took his servants, and entreated them spitefully, and slew them. But when the king heard thereof, he was wroth: and he sent forth his armies, and destroyed those murderers, and burned up their city. Then saith he to his servants, The wedding is ready, but they which were bidden were not worthy. Go ye therefore into the highways, and as many as ye shall find, bid to the marriage. So those servants went out into the highways, and gathered together all as many as they found, both bad and good: and the wedding was furnished with guests.  And when the king came in to see the guests, he saw there a man which had not on a wedding garment: And he saith unto him, Friend, how camest thou in hither not having a wedding garment? And he was speechless. Then said the king to the servants, Bind him hand and foot, and take him away, and cast him into outer darkness; there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth. For many are called, but few are chosen.

Now there we have under another figure all together a picture of the gathering of the saints, apparently, and here was one who had not on a wedding garment. He had crashed the gate. He had pushed in. He was a guest that wasn’t invited. He was there by his own will, but had never apparently yielded to the will of the host, for he did not come dressed for the occasion. So, they threw him out. Now, that’s an illustration of what we mean here. That is, the branch that beareth not fruit is one that has some other relationship to Christ than a vital relationship. It has some other relationship than a living relationship. It may have a traditional relationship for instance.

Some people have a traditional relationship to Christ. Their grandfather was a Christian, and their father was a Christian, and they’re Christians. And they’re going to see that their children are Christians. But they’re Baptists or they’re Presbyterians or they are Alliance, or something else. And they say, my grandfather was one and my father and I am. And so they maintain toward Christ a traditional relationship. Maybe they don’t even go that far. Maybe they’re simply members of a society that’s called Christian as in England or Scotland or Wales or the United States or Canada; people that by nationality are Christian. So they’re traditionally Christians, but they have no vital union to Christ at all. They are not joined to Him by living union, traditional Christians and brother there are an awful lot of them.

Then there are ecclesiastical Christians, Christians that are Christians by manipulation. Somebody has done something to them when they were young, or a little later. And so they’re Christians by ecclesiastical manipulation or worrying of ecclesiastical machinery has made them Christians. They have been baptized when they were babies, or they have been confirmed when they were twelve, or they have had something done to them by the ecclesiastical authorities, but it has not made them members of the vine. It has not brought them into living union with the Vine, only church union, not living union.

And then some people, as I’ve pointed out, have an emotional relation to Christ. Their relation is only emotional. Oh, there’s an awful lot of that. You find a lot of that in hymnology, and a lot of that in poetry, and a lot of it among people. Jesus, I remember one time hearing a Jewish rabbi who was not a Christian. He was not a Christian at all. He said so and he lived and died a rabbi in the Jewish church, one of the great rabbis of his generation. I was always glad I got to hear that man, glad I got to look into that great face and see that tall forehead and hear that magnificent Oregon voice, Rabbi Wise who died maybe 15 years ago. But he was a great man, a great, great thinker, great man. I heard him preach.

And long toward the end of his sermon, this great Rabbi stretched out his arms wide and began talking about Jesus. And he said, “this Jesus is the finest product of the Jewish race, and I, for my part, though a Jew, I throw my arms around Him and embrace the son of Israel, the finest product of the Jewish people.” And yet he lived and died wholly without Christ. He admired Christ the way you would admire Lincoln. He admired Christ the way German admires Gathig. He admired Christ the way an Englishman admires Shakespeare. He admires Christ the way the Democrats admired Roosevelt, and Republicans admire the General, purely emotion. The heart goes out, and they say, well, this is wonderful, this, this Jesus. Let’s study Him. Let’s analyze Him. Let’s read His books. Let’s, let’s see what He wrote. Let’s read the Sermon on the Mount. Let’s integrate His philosophy into our living. And so they are emotionally attached to Jesus.

And they’re not true branches of the vine either; any branch in Me that beareth not fruit. Why doesn’t the branch bear fruit? Because it does not have a vital, living union with vine. So, it’s possible to have an emotional relationship to Jesus, and a philosophical. I have covered it all most. It’s entirely possible to have a philosophical relation to Jesus Christ. You know, there are two kinds of philosophy. There’s speculative philosophy and there’s moral philosophy. Speculative philosophers, such men as Spinoza and his type, they speculate on things. They think about the heavens and matter and atoms and stars. They’re speculative philosophers. Then there are the moral philosophers, moral philosophers. I quoted to the young people downstairs, old Confucius. He was not a religious man. He was a moral philosopher. So was Marcus Aurelius and Epictetus and Franklin and Seneca. So it’s entirely possible to take the moral philosophy of Jesus Christ, the moral philosophy of non-aggression and of non-defense, and of meekness and humility. That’s the philosophy of Jesus. It’s a moral philosophy.

I was reading to Ed this morning. He came bouncing in and was, Ed Maxey was talking to me about Plato. And I told him that one of the great men of the past, one of the greatest moral philosophers of the past, had been a great lover and follower of Plato, Marcus Aurelius. And I found a volume of Marcus Aurelius and I said, now Ed, when I get done reading these marked passages you won’t think you’re Christian. So I began to read Marcus Aurelius, a standard for a human character. My brethren, it was so infinitely lofty, so much higher than the average church member ever knows, that your ashamed to read it and compare yourself with the ideas of a common Roman pagan.

But of course, the Sermon on the Mount rises beyond anything Marcus Aurelius ever knew. It rises beyond Seneca or with any of the rest of them. Nobody, nobody had the philosophy Jesus had, the moral philosophy. And there are those who adopt Jesus’ moral philosophy. And their relationship to Jesus is the relationship of a patronist to Plato, of a stoic to Marcus Aurelius. That isn’t enough, he beareth not fruit.

Then there’s the aesthetic. I’ll be brief there because the average rank and file aren’t affected much that way. But some people love beauty. They’re greatly affected by beauty, the beauty of a sunset, the beauty of a starry night, the beauty of a poem, the beauty of music. It affects them, affects them emotionally, aesthetically. And there’s something about Jesus, the story of His life. The beauty of Luke’s beautiful story concerning Him.

The book of Luke is said to be the most beautiful story and the most beautiful book in the world. And it’s the most beautiful book in the world and that passage in the second chapter, There were shepherds abiding in the field keeping watch over their flock by night and so on, is probably the most beautiful passage ever penned by mortal man. And that gets a hold of some people. It just affects them. They’re aesthetically affected. Their sense of beauty and proportion and line and tone and color and form and perspective. Even if it never gets on canvas, in their own heads, they think of Jesus. How marvelously, He lived, how wonderfully He stood, how beautifully He taught, how charming was His effect upon His world, how He stands head and shoulders, and the cross of Christ towers o’er the wrecks of time. All the light of sacred story gathers around His head sublime.

There are whole churches in the city of Chicago, prosperous, prosperous churches. Well to do, prosperous churches. Their only relation to Jesus is an aesthetic relation. They can sing, in the cross of Christ I glory, and dream and wonder and look with aesthetic appreciation upon the beauty that is Jesus, but they’re not united to Jesus by living union. They laugh at you if you talk to them about it. They’d say, born again, new birth, get away, that’s old fashioned theology. We don’t believe in it.

Now, what is the test of the true life? It’s fruit bearing. The only way you can be sure that that branch is joined to the vine is if it bears fruit. We’ll believe there will be tendrils, there will be buds and finally there will be fruit. And if the true renewal is taking place, if the life union has been established, if we are joined to Christ by a living union, then we will bear some kind of fruit. Somebody says, what kind of fruit is it Mr. Tozer? Do you mean, get out and get busy for the Lord? Do you mean, run from house to house pushing bells? You can do that. That’s a good practice and it’s good and some people are won that way.

What do you mean Mr. Tozer? I don’t mean activity at all. We’re not talking about activity here. Fruit is not something the branch does. It’s something that branch exudes. The branch is passive, and the vine working through the branch produces the fruit. If He was talking about some other angle, He would use a different figure of speech. But He’s talking now about fruit. Now what is the fruit of the Holy Ghost? The fruit of the juices, the fruit of the vine, that which when it comes out, tells what the vine is like? What is it?

What is that which, when it appears in the Christian in any degree, tells what Jesus is like. I don’t have to guess. I can give it to you: love, joy, peace, long suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance. There they are, Galatians 5:22-23. You say that’s the fruit of the Spirit. Well, it’s the Holy Ghost that is the liquid, the juice that flows out of Jesus Christ through His branches and out to produce fruit for the world to see and smell and taste and touch and love and appreciate. Love instead of hate, joy instead of pessimism and gloom, peace instead of fear and anxiety, long suffering instead of impatience and churlishness, gentleness instead of violence and harshness, goodness instead of selfishness and sin, faith instead of doubt and unbelief, meekness instead of arrogance and self assertiveness, temperance instead of self-indulgence; the fruit of the Spirit.

If any branch bears not fruit, fruit of love, if any branch bears not fruit, fruit of joy, if any branch bears not fruit, the fruit of peace, long suffering, gentleness, goodness. If any branch bears not the fruit, the meekness and temperance and faith, He taketh it away. It has not been indeed a branch and He doesn’t reckon it so. And He will say I knew you not. But Lord, did not we speak in Thy name? Lord, quoting now, Lord did not we do wonders in Thy name? He says, I never knew you because you’ve never been joined to Me in vital union. I’ve never known you as the vine knows the living branches. I don’t know you. You’ve imitated me. You’ve admired me. You’ve been a part of the traditional Christendom that’s named by My name. But I personally don’t know you. You’re not joined to me. You’re not, you’re not a part of my Living Life. And He knows it all the time, and we can know it by the absence of the fruit of the Spirit. That kind of teaching or school of thought that makes the fruit of the Spirit to be some far-off starry dream that we can hope for and never receive, I think that’s as bad as heresy.

The fruit of the Spirit is to the Christian, what grapes are to the branch and the branch that doesn’t produce fruit year after year, and still no fruit, it’s not a branch at all. It has no living union. So, they just wap that off and throw it away. But you say Mr. Tozer, I think I have some of that fruit. I think I noticed some things in my life. I have times of joy in the Lord. I have a peace I didn’t know before. I think I’m more patient than I was though I still feel impatience. I’m gentler than I used to be, though I still am afraid I’m a little harsh and I think I’m meaker than I was, but there’s still a little self-assertiveness. You say, does that rule me out? Oh, I’ll anticipate next week’s little talk and notice here, every branch that beareth fruit He purges it that it may bring forth more fruit.

No, it doesn’t mean that every branch bears as much fruit as every other branch. It doesn’t mean that if it bears, it’s all or none. It doesn’t mean that a Christian bears all the fruits of the Spirit in full degree or else none. But it means that it bears none, and they’re not true Christians and are taken away. He taketh it away, taketh it away. For a while it remains and hangs there. See, this is pretty familiar ground to me. I was fifteen years old when I left the farm. And I used to see those men work and I know how they did it. I never studied horticulture in a college or I wouldn’t know this much about it. But, I was there in person and looked on and saw it and lived with it. And I saw how men do with things. And I’ve seen, I’ve seen what we call them, “the corn suckers.” Some of you don’t know what that means. You think it’s a fish, but it’s not. It is a false thing that shouldn’t be there, and my Father used to set me to pull them away and I loved to do it. Get rid of them. Get rid of them and they’re no good. They never bear.

So, they got pulled loose because they didn’t belong there. And so with other branches, they didn’t belong, tomato plants even. A wise truck farmer will look at his tomato plant and know what’s going to bear tomatoes and what isn’t, then he’ll just use his prune. Why, why leave it there to clutter up the ground? He trims it back. So, he taketh it away. He trims back his vine.

Now, I have a little exhortation to you for the next five minutes. My friends, this is the day of synthetics. I’m not gonna have anything to do with what heaven is going to be like or the New Jerusalem or the Millennium. I haven’t anything to say. The Lord didn’t didn’t call me in on that. That’s one board I don’t sit on. He planned all that in Christ Jesus before the world began, and I don’t know anything, what anything is going to be like. But knowing God Almighty and how He runs things, I think I could kind of sort of deduce one thing. There won’t be any synthetics there. There won’t be anything that’s  ersatz. Is that the right German word?

We got that during the second World War. It means artificial. They made artificial beefsteak and artificial leather and artificial everything. They all it ersatz, or that’s how they spell it in German, I mean, pronounced in German. Now. I’m sure there won’t be any up there. Knowing God, I’m absolutely positive there won’t be any synthetics there. There won’t be any plastics there. And when you lay hold of something wooden, it will be wooden. And when you look at something natural, it’ll be real. But we have learned how to make everything artificial to a point where we’re living like monkeys in the zoo. You can be born and live and die and never see a natural thing except a bird flying overhead, if you can see him through the smog. Born in a hospital, brought up on a sidewalk, die in another hospital, wheeled to a mortuary, taken to a field where they’ve got artificial grass on it. It fools nobody, put down in the ground, screwed down, covered up and forgotten.

But I don’t think God ever meant it to be like that my brother. I think old John Milton was right when he said God made the country, and man made the city. Some farmer down there said, amen. And I am sure I’m positive that God is going to give us a real heaven, a real heaven, whatever it is, it is going to be real. And the old man of God said in the Old Testament, better a living dog than the dead lion. So I would rather have a small piece of something real than a big chunk of something artificial. This is the day of artificial things. You don’t know anything anymore. Color and sound and motion have made fools of us all.

When you hear horses running on the radio, you don’t hear horses running brother. Get that out of your mind. That’s all from fellows sitting around a desk with rubber suckers doing that. When you hear it raining on the radio, it isn’t raining, sounds and colors. I got my eyes open when the World Fair was on back there so many years ago. We walked up to a building and tap it with your knuckles and go bong, bong, bong; hollow, completely hollow, and the whole thing was hollow. You can take nothing and turn a lot of highly colored revolving lights on it and you’ve got the kingdom of God and the angel Gabriel. Poor fools that we are we are taken in by colored lights in motion, by hollow, painted shells by artificialities and pretenses and sounds.

I can see God Almighty rolling up a rope and getting after these cattle and driving them out of the temple of His universe into the hell where they belong. And we’ll go back to the creation things as God made them. And I believe the trees that are beside the river yonder that have given their leaves for the healing of the nation are not going to be ersatz. They’re going to be the real thing. I believe the golden streets are either going to be gold or something more real than gold. If gold, that’s only a figure I don’t know, but if it’s only a figure, then it’s a figure of something more wonderfully real than gold and gold is one of the elements.

So would everything else. Brethren, are going to get taken in on our religion too? I’ve been hearing fellows try to sell automobiles. I’m just human enough, I wouldn’t ride in one of them. I wouldn’t buy one. Two or three or four, you never can tell, fellows all excited talking so fast that you couldn’t get a period or a punctuation mark in between words, yelling at the top of their voice, back and forth back and forth like the male three witches of Macbeth, yelling back and forth to each other about this automobile. They’re all excited everybody on the dead run selling an automobile. I wouldn’t buy one. I’d buy another one just because I wouldn’t want to be taken in. You know, to keep myself respect. Then I hear a radio, religious service come on, and the very same technique learned from the announcers. A fellow arrives suddenly in the studio on a dead run, panting with excitement. He’s got himself a religious meeting. Oh, you’re in too big a hurry Junior. Sit down and cool off. Be still and know that I am God. I will be exalted in the earth.

God Almighty wouldn’t allow any priests to serve in the Old Testament with wool undergarments on. He said don’t wear wool I don’t want you to sweat. God didn’t want any priests to sweat when he was in the holy place offering the sacrifice, as much as to say I don’t run my Kingdom on human sweat, human excitement and all that. That we do down here now in these terrible days of backsliding and all the rest, so that a person is very likely to grow old and die and find he’s been the victim of plastic religion, synthetic spirituality, ersatz worship, artificial. Boy, you can’t be too sure of yourself.

We have artificial color and artificial flavor and artificial wood, artificial silk and artificial smiles. I have never seen very many TV programs. I’ve looked at a few when I’ve been in hotels where they have them, and one or two homes. But I’ve often wondered how anybody could be as happy as those. Everybody has to be happy. Everybody has a smile, everybody. There isn’t anybody around that are taking life seriously. Everybody’s got a got a plastic smile. Artificial cheerfulness, artificial enthusiasm, artificial prayer, artificial godliness, synthetic piety, artificial spirituality. Every branch that beareth not fruit, He taketh away.

And if a man lives not in Me, that’s what the word abide means. It doesn’t mean continue to stay; it means live. If any man live not in Me, he is not joined to me by a living union, he’s cast forth as a branch and is withered. And men gather them and cast them into the fire and they’re burned. Here we are with a few hundred people on a Sunday night. Twice as much as some places, but certainly smaller than a few others in the city. If somebody wanted to be discouraged and say, I think the place should be packed out and we should have a bigger building.

Hold it Brethren, hold it. We better have a smaller group of reality than a vast number of synthetics. I’d rather know that a small number of people were joined in living union to the Vine and were being nourished there and kept there, than to have the whole world talking about us. Let the world pass by and think what they will. We know God. We want to know Him, and we want our religion to be real. No artificiality. No, no, no synthetics, no plastics, nothing created by the genius of man. Something that comes up out of the life of God and flows out through the living men and women, out to give forth fruit in some degree.

Don’t be discouraged if you haven’t gotten as much as Tom Hare say, or some other good man, you know, as much love as Tom has. He loves everybody. It makes me sick when I think how little love I got. Joy, I’ve met Christians that were so happy all the time. Peace, long suffering, they had in large measure these things, but you have them in some measure, maybe. If you don’t have them in any measure, then you may be sure that you’re a branch that never was joined to the vine and are not now in living union with the Vine. Where do you stand? May God help you. We’re going to pray in closing.

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“Fruit, More Fruit and Much Fruit”

Sunday, January 29, 1956

I want to read again, maybe you could read it with me. John 15:1-7. Let’s not read responsively. Let’s read together and not too fast. John 15:1-7. I am the True Vine and my Father is the husbandman. Every branch in Me that beareth not fruit, He taketh away. And every branch that beareth fruit, He purges it that it may bring forth more fruit. Now, ye are clean through the Word which I have spoken unto you. Abide in me and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself except it abide in the vine, no more can ye, except ye abide in Me. I am the Vine, ye are the branches. He that abideth in me and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit. For without me, ye can do nothing. If a man abide not in Me, he is cast forth as a branch and is withered. And men gather them and cast them into the fire, and they are burned, If ye abide in Me and My words abide in you, ye shall as what ye will and it shall be done unto you.

Now, the will of God is that we should bear fruit. The will of God is a pressure. I have said this a number of times and I have no reason to change my mind, that the will of God may be likened to gravity, and the pressure of the will of God may be likened to the pressure of gravity on matter. Now, you know and I, that the tug and pressure of gravity, for it’s a tug rather than a pressure, is universal all over this world of ours. And that affects not only material, heavy things, that is, or hard things. It affects liquids and gases and even atoms. It affects everything where there is any matter, any surface at all.

The will of God is like that. It is a continual, moral pressure toward an end, or a continued pressure toward a moral end; and that end is chosen for us by a holy God. For moral creatures, that end is moral. For material things, that end is material. But for those who have moral perception and are capable of taking the image of God, capable of being holy or being made holy, capable of obedience and faith, this will of God is a pressure toward moral ends, and it is exerted by the God who is a perfect God of perfect love who therefore must act always out of goodness.

One of the slickest tricks of the devil is to teach us as he taught Adam and Eve in ancient times, that God isn’t quite fair, and that God is capable of being unjust and even cruel toward people. We’ve got to get back to the doctrines that God has a nature that makes it impossible for Him to be severe or cruel. God is a God of goodness, and therefore everything God does must flow out of His goodness. God is a God of wisdom, and everything He does must be done with perfect wisdom. There can be no mistakes. There can be no second great acts on the part of God. But all the acts of God are perfectly wise because God is perfectly wise. And God is not only good and wise, but God also is love. And God is incapable of acting except out of love.

Now, I want you to understand that everything God does, He does with all of Himself. So that when God, in any part of His universe, does anything, love is present. And all God’s will is bathed in love, springs out of love, moves out of love and toward love, and has love for its center and its beginning and its end; so that the will of God therefore, is the moral pressure that God is exerting upon moral creatures toward an end afore-chosen by Him out of goodness and mercy and wisdom and love. And that means the end that God has chosen for you is such, that if you later, when you are perfect, if you go on to know God and become one of these children if you’re not already, and God someday glorifies you, and you have a perfect mind, you will see that it is exactly what you would have chosen if you could have been choosing. You will see that the ways of God are so perfectly wise that you could not have added by one amendation, or amendment, one change of one sentence, one letter, one punctuation mark. You couldn’t have improved the high, wise will and purpose of God for your life.

Now, with that high purpose of God, with that constant pressure of God on our hearts, God wills that we should bear fruit. And what do we mean? I told you last Sunday night, something of what the fruit is. Can I condense it tonight and say that it is our re-creation of the image of God in lives that had been previously devastated by sin. The bearing, the receiving of fruit, the bearing of fruit, the production, the creation of fruit within a life, is one way of saying. And I explained last week what that fruit was. Tonight I say, that the high purpose of God is a recreating of His own image within the lives of those who have been devastated by sin. It is a doing it over, and a doing it better. It is lifting it up on to a higher level, even than Adam was, when God made Him in His own image and likeness, and set him in the earth.

Now, this will of God is an unremitting pressure. My friends, we sometimes leave the impression, and I think God’s people get the idea, that we have got to give God the noisy treatment. That we have to subject Him to a great deal of stirring up, that if enough people pray long enough and loud enough, and keep at it enough, that we will finally rouse the drowsy ear of God, and God’s heavy eyelids will open and God’s lethargic form will finally shake itself loose. Then, God will think our way, and perhaps if we keep it up enough and are noisey enough and persistant enough, and colorful enough and dramatic enough, we will finally get God aroused enough that He will be willing to do something for us.

Now, I don’t know what I can say to change this and to make us see how wrong we are in this, for it’s exactly the other way around! It is your ear that is heavy. It is your eyelid that falls shut. It is your heart that is lethargic. It is your will that is frozen and slow to move. And it is God who exerts the pressure. It is God who is the aggressor. It is God who takes the first step. It is God who does all this. And it is not our task to arouse the heavy ears of a lethargic God out of his century-old somnolence and try to get Him interested in us. It is God’s work to arouse us out of our 6,000 years of heavy-eared lethargy and indifference. The pressure of God is always there because the gravity is always here. There isn’t anything here anywhere, a grain of dust, there isn’t anything, no molecule, there isn’t an atom anywhere in this building anywhere that does not have a certain pressure, a certain tug upon it. I call it pressure, but as I’ve said, it’s really a pull. And it’s that pull of gravity, always everywhere, a leaf floating in the air, a rock on the hillside, the water, the rain, the mist, everything has that tug, that pressure, the will of God in the material world, moving toward an end.

And so, it is the will of God that we should holy be, and that will is always a moral pressure, like gravity, always pushing; everywhere all the time. Among the various races of the world, among the various denominations, in the various churches and in the independent groups and in the group who won’t admit they are in a denomination, denominational, and among the old people and the young people and the middle-aged people and sick people, unwell people, and educated people and ignorant people, always everywhere, and all the time. This moral pressure of God is wherever there are moral creatures, pressing, urging, always pushing and urging us on that we might bear fruit. That is, that we might have recreated within us, the moral image of God in these lives of ours that have been previously destroyed by sin.

Now, He says here, fruit and then He said more fruit, and then He said much fruit. Notice, fruit and more fruit and much fruit. And this fruit that He is talking about here, comes of course in degrees. There is an either/or method of preaching. I’m afraid I indulge in it myself sometimes. It is an either/or method. You’re either in, or you’re out. You’re either good, or you’re bad. You’re either holy or you’re unholy. You’re either mature, or you’re immature. I wish it was that easy my brother, I’d take a tape measure and fix my congregation up, or at least I’d know where you were. I wish that it were that easy, but it is not. A farmer doesn’t divide his trees up into, and say, well, these trees only bear a little fruit, these bear more. He’s always urging his trees toward more fruit. And he’s grateful for what fruit he gets. If there is no fruit, the axe lies at the root of the tree. It’s not a tree after all.

And Jesus said, going from the orchard to the vineyard. If the branch bears no fruit, it’s an evidence that it is not joined to the vine in a living union, and therefore it is taken away. But if it bears fruit, it is purged in order that it might bear more fruit. And He says “this is the will of God that you might bear much fruit. My Father wants that ye should bear much fruit” in verse eight. “Here in is my Father glorified, that ye bear much fruit.” So, there is fruit, and there is more fruit; and there is much fruit.

Now, I want to point out again, that God is easy to please, but He’s hard to satisfy. God is a Father. He’s a husbandman and the Father. And the husbandman who looks upon the branch and notices that for the first time it’s beginning to bear is a happy man. He’s glad and pleased that that branch is beginning to bear. And if it doesn’t bear so heavily that it’s in danger of breaking off the first year, He’s not going to feel too bad about it, because He’s waiting for that fruit, and He knows that there must be growth and development there. And He’s glad there’s any fruit at all. So, He trims it in order that He might have more fruit. And then, when it has more fruit, why he says, “now is the husbandman glorified if it bears much fruit.” And He goes on from fruit to more fruit to much fruit, and then, when we come to much fruit, again, we have no ending. There’s no place where we say, well, this is your limit, sir. You cannot go beyond this. There’s no going beyond it because I believe that the fruit a Christian can bear, that is, the amount of the image of God the human heart can take, I think that there is no limit to it until we see Him face to face.

Now, I’m going to tell you this. We say that there will be a day when we shall see Him as He is and shall be like Him. Do you hear me? I believe that that is true. But I also believe that we can be more like Him now. And I believe it’s possible that we can, by a daring act of faith and reckless prayer, and by a life of obedience and sacrifice and insistence, I believe that we can reach out into the tomorrow and in some measure pull back to them now, that which we’ll receive then. I believe that some men bear so much of the image of God upon their lives that they’re bearing much, very much, fruit. I have seen only a few in my day, but I have seen a few that I felt that when it was said, they shall look upon His face and His name shall be on their forehead, and they shall be like Him, and they shall see Him as He is. I have seen a few people who had upon their character so much of God, that all I can say is that they reached out by faith into the future and took a little of it ahead of time, and pulled it back into their own heart, So, that they took more of the image of God than the average Christian, even the average good Christian.

Does that arouse any desire within your heart? Or, is that simply a theory that I’ve tossed out here that means nothing? Does it arouse in your heart any desire, that you should walk on this earth and be a man a little more like God than the average Christian. That you should have a little more of the image of Jesus recreated in your character than even the best Christians round about you? The man or the woman who judges his life by the other Christians around him is already, and if not dead, at least he’s reached a state of stagnation. For it’s not the will of God that I should say, well, I’m not too bad. I’m as good as McAfee. I’m not too bad. I know Mr. Chase. I know him pretty well and I’m average along with him. Or, pick out some of the others of you and say I’m about like brother so and so, or sister so and so.

Oh, that’s no way to live my brethren. There’s only one Being in the universe that has such honor from me that I can say I’m approaching on being like Him. You dare not say, well, Mr. Tozer, I know him, and so, I think I’m fairly on an average with him. I am not your model. I’m not your example. I’m not the star of your hope and the gleam toward which you move. Jesus Christ, who is the image of God, and who would recreate the image of God in you and me, He is our example; and the longing to have the fruit, the image of God in these nine fruits of the Spirit recreated within us. This is the will of God, and you can’t escape that no matter where you go. God’s pushing and desiring, day and night, during meetings, and when meetings are over, in the middle of the dark night, and in the bright day, and when you’re young, and when you’re old, always this pressure, this moral pressure toward the image of God is upon the hearts of men. And God’s pleased when He sees it appears. He’s pleased even with a little bit of it. He’s glad. He’s glad when He sees a little of it.

There’s a passage in the book of Zephaniah. I never heard anybody preach on it in my life, never, and I don’t know why. I think it is one of the greatest verses I ever knew or ever read. Zephaniah 3:17: “the Lord thy God in the midst of thee is Mighty. He will save. He will rejoice over thee with joy. He will rest in His love. He will joy over thee with singing.” Now, do you hear this my friend? Here is the God who is easy to please, happy in His Father love, singing over His people, rejoicing over them with joy and singing over them with joy and love, and resting in His love.

Here is the picture of a Father of the family. This is not the picture of the judge, nor of the sovereign God, The High and Lifted up with a sword, or His train filling the temple. But this is the picture of the Father in his household. This is a picture of the husbandman in His vineyard, glad for the fruit that He sees, and pleased with it. And while He is easy to please, He’s hard to satisfy. While He is glad and will sing with joy when He sees fruit, He says this fruit is only a prophetic indication of what can be, namely, more fruit. And when more fruit appears, God sings the louder, and says this is an indication of what can be namely, much fruit. And so, He continues His pressure, on until fruit gives way to more fruit, and more fruit, to much fruit.

But now, how is it? How does He get fruit, and how does He get more fruit and He gets much fruit? He purges it that it may bring forth more fruit. Purgeth, and the various translations have four different words they use: purge, cleanse, trim, and prune. And of course, they all mean the same thing. If He sees that there is fruit in His child, He cleanses it, He purges it, He trims it, He prunes it. If we think about it as a person, it’s a purgation or a cleansing. If we think about it as a vine, it’s a trimming or pruning. The taking off of the things that oughtn’t to be there, in order that there might be more fruit. If there is no fruit on the branch, He taketh it away. But, if there is fruit, He pruneth it that it might bring forth more fruit.

And so, here’s the kind hand of the husbandman. Oh, if you’d only remember that. You wouldn’t squirm under the will of God. And you wouldn’t cry out in fear like a baby with his first haircut, or a child at the dentist, afraid to go in, scared to death because of that stranger with a long instrument that you’re, that he was afraid of. We go to God like that, and we forget that the Father is the Husbandman, and that He’s not out to destroy. He’s out to perfect. He’s not out to kill. He’s out to make it alive. He’s not out to humiliate. He is out to raise and elevate. God never humiliates people. He humbles them. There’s a vast difference between humiliation and humbling. There are those who preach the God humiliates, and you’ve always got to lose your dignity, and lose your poise, and go out of yourself, and be something other than human for a moment, and be humiliated until when it’s all over your red-face and wonder why you did it. No, God never humiliates, but God does humble a man. Job wasn’t humiliated when it was all over, but boy, he was humbled. All right, God humbles people, and He does it as He’s pruning. It’s the kind of hand of God that does it.

Now, I point out that pruning hurts. Christianity is not a painless religion. They’re trying to make it painless in the day in which we live. They’ve given us a rubber cross, and in place of nailing a man on with nails, they stick him up with plastic, and they put us up there with a scotch tape. And there we are, it was painless. Oh no my brother, the religion of Jesus is a pain-filled religion. It cost John the Baptist his head for preaching the coming of Jesus. It cost Jesus His head, not His head, but His life. He went not to the beheading, but He went to Calvary and went to a gallows and was hanged there in blood and tears and sweat and sorrow that He might bring salvation to the world. And every one of the Apostles but one, died a martyr’s death.

When Timothy was dragged through the city, it was by the tail of a cart until he was dead. And all down the years, men have suffered for the gospel of Christ. Not only as martyrs, but they that live godly in Christ Jesus shall suffered persecution. Jesus Himself learned obedience by the things that He suffered. And if it would bring forth fruit, He purgeth it, pruneth it, trimeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit.

Now, if you have ever trimmed any kind of a tree or vine, you will notice that one thing invariably follows the trimming, and that is the bleeding. Now, they take it at the right time of year, so it doesn’t lead to death. If you trim certain trees at the wrong time of year, they’re likely to bleed to death. But they will bleed anytime, a little. And if there was any life in the branch, I know the branch would whimper and perhaps cry out in pain when the clippers snipped off something that didn’t belong there. That God in His kindness knew one leaf too many, one tendral too many, and so He clipped it off. And it didn’t kill the vine, but it did hurt the vine. Fortunately, vines have no nerves, but unfortunately, maybe you and I do. So when the Lord trims us, we bleed.

Some people want to be martyrs because they’ve had to give up something that hurt. They want to write a tract about it. Somebody sent me a whole box full of tracts, something the Lord has done for her, something she’d given up and she wrote a four-page booklet about it and send it to me, for me to distribute. I set it in a corner, and after it’s gathered dust long enough, I’ll put it in a furnace. I don’t know that I ought to have a crown on my head and be ridden into the city with police escort because I have suffered a little twang of pain here and there when the Lord is trimming things off for my good and His glory. I don’t think so. Christianity has some pain in it. This painless Christianity of the present day, this rock and roll stuff that we’ve got in the name of Jesus now doesn’t have any pain in it. It anesthetizes the victim, and he can’t feel anything. But the Lord never operates with a patient under ether. He always operates raw.

Years ago, I had a tooth pulled. The Dentist, after it was over, I said, “thank God Doctor for the anesthesia.” Yes, he said, oh, that’s some Dutchman, named him with long name, he said he invented this stuff. It has saved a lot of suffering. I had a deacon in my church in Indianapolis by the name of Mr. Daggett. One day he showed up looking rather the worst for wear and looked if he’d been through the wringer. Well, he said, Pastor, I had eleven teeth pulled, eleven teeth and he said I wouldn’t take any anesthesia. I told him no, don’t put anything in, take them out. He took them out alright, eleven teeth. He and I used to go out hunting. I haven’t hunted for, how long has it been? I guess twenty-five to seven years. But we used to go out and he had one eye and I had two eyes. We’d come in, he would had the rabbits and I had the experience. That was Daggett. God bless him. I hope he’s still alive and still happy in God. But he was a big, rough, tough fellow who would go out and knock a rabbit down with one eye and take even teeth out without even having Novocain.

Well, I’m a sissy. I haven’t gotten my bid in for martyr, not that kind of martyrdom. So I’m most happy for anything that will soften the pain a little. But in the kingdom of God, God has no Novocain. When He trims a branch, He just lets it hurt. And He does it because you’re you. He does it because you’re who you are and what you were. Jesus refused the sop. And the scholars say that there was a merciful pain deadener they gave to people, somewhat like our Novocain or like some of our pain killers, and that the Romans would give it when a man had suffered so much that the pain was becoming too terrible. They would give him this and he would take a merciful drink of it and then spend the latter part of his hours dying without much pain. Jesus refused it. He wouldn’t allow one bit diminution of the pain that He suffered to save us. And that was not from any heroics on Jesus part, that’s because He was what He was. Morality is what it is. Spirituality is what it is. God’s who He is, and people is what they are.

And therefore, God can’t give us any Twilight sleep. And He can’t deaden the pain. He has to let us suffer a little. But really, it isn’t suffering very much after all, because I read here in my Bible about what Paul had to say, blessed would be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort, who comforted us in all our tribulation that we may be able to comfort them which are in trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God. For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us so our consolation also bounded by Christ. And whether we be afflicted, is for your consolation and salvation, which is effectual in the enduring of the same sufferings which we also suffer, or whether we be comforted, it is for your consolation and salvation.

I’ve had, oh, I don’t know how many people come to me. And in the course of conversation say to me before we prayed, Mr. Tozer, then tell me the story of what they’d gone through. And I’ve said to them all right now brother, or sister, you know what’s happened to you. God has let you feel the pruning hook in the sword, and the pang and the pain and the spear. And it was the only way God could ever prepare you to help anybody else. Doctors can go to school and learn the theory of medicine, but until they’ve had a couple of years in actual practice, nobody will go to him. You can learn on the field somewhere maybe the theory of aerodynamics and how to fly an airplane, but until you’ve had your so many 100 hours in the air, nobody will ride with you. And so, we as God’s children can learn the theory of suffering and consolation, but until we’ve suffered, we’ve served our apprenticeship to suffering, we can’t be any good to anybody else much. So, the Lord lets it hurt. But he says, fear none of those things which thou shalt suffer.

Now I notice and I’ll try to close this in the next seven or eight minutes. I notice how some of the Old Testament; it would be a wonderful sermon in itself if somebody would preach when God’s pruning the Old Testament characters. There was Abraham: take thee thy son, thine only son Isaac, whom thou lovest and take him up onto a mountain that I will show thee and offer him there. I know the scholars have dodged and twisted and tried and turned every direction, but when they have had their contortions, it all comes back to one thing, Abraham thought God meant him to slay his son, and all the pain of it was in his heart. And Abraham took his boy and started. And the boy even had the wood on the back, on his own back what was to be burned with. And there was that stoical old man of God mounting up that hillside.

I don’t think there’s a nobler thought and nobler sight away from the story of Jesus. I don’t think anywhere there’s a nobler thought, not David kneeling at the bier of Absalom his beloved Son, and saying, Oh Absalom, Absalom, my boy. Would God I could have died for thee. We turn away respectfully, with hushed voices from that scene. But I think when the old man of God was on his way up the hill to be pruned and trimmed and purged and cleansed from a love that wasn’t pure, a love that was too idolatrous. I think the picture of the old man on the winding path up with rocky hillside to the top of Mount Mariah with his boy walking behind him with a load of wood on his back. If I was an artist, I could paint that old face, kind, but set, and those seeing-eyes and that stubbly beard with his jaw jutting just a little and the head up at the back just a little bout. He was caught, and he was being ground there, ground between the upper and the nether millstone and he was bleeding. He was bleeding. But he couldn’t have been Abraham, the friend of God, if he hadn’t bled. But he was bleeding. If it bears fruit, He cleanses it that it may bring forth more fruit.

And then there was Joseph, you know, of course, the sequel to this story. He didn’t offer his son. He raised the knife to do it, against the screaming protests of his father’s heart. And God said, Abraham lay not thy hand upon the lad. I never meant you should slay him. I only meant that I should be first, and he’s second. You didn’t know it Abraham my friend, whom I believe in and trust. You didn’t know it, but Isaac had gotten in between me and you. And your love for Isaac was a little too strong. And the only way I could take him out of your heart was to take him out with a knife. And he never let him use that knife, but he went through all the psychological heartache of it all. He went through all the tears and sorrow and pain of it all. He gave up his boy in his heart though he never actually killed him.

And there was Joseph, you say Joseph was a perfect character? There’s none perfect upon Earth and so Joseph wasn’t perfect either. Joseph was a nice boy. And he was bearing fruit. The Lord said, Joseph, I’m going to have to trim you and purge you in order that you might bear more fruit. So He let them sell him like an ordinary cow down into Egypt. And then when he got down there, He let him get into that ridiculous situation there in the house a Potiphar. If that wasn’t a face reddening, embarrassing situation.

And then He let him be wrongly accused and tossed into prison like a common bum. And here was Joseph, the boy that never had done anything wrong. The Lord knew what he done alright. He said, Joseph, you’re a fine boy, but you’ve got some, some little tendrils there and a few little, little excrescences here and there on you that I want to trim off. And so, He put him in prison for two years or more, and then let him come out.

And there was Job. We won’t develop that tonight, but you know about Job? Job was a good man and he bore fruit. And God even told the devil, he was a good man. He said have you seen my servant Job? He fears God escheweth evil, but Ed Robinson said it doesn’t say he fears God and cheweth tobacco. But he fears God and he feared God and escheweth evil and he was a good man and you couldn’t find fault with him. In the first chapter of Job, Job could have joined this church. The board would have said, I’d have said as chairman of the board, we’ve got a request here, an application for membership Brethren, a man by the name of Mr. Job Job. And he wants to join our church. Does anybody here know him? One of the board members speaks up and a deacon and says yes, I know him quite well, wonderful man, wonderful man. He’s got a nice family. He’s so conscientious, if they have a meeting or party, he offers a sacrifice and praise like they did something wrong, a wonderful fellow. He eschews evil. He hates it. And he fears God above many. Well then, don’t you think we ought to admit him? Oh, I move here Mr. Chairman, we admit him. In a couple of years, the nominating committee would have said, don’t you think Paster that brother Job Job ought to be a deacon; and he would have been elected deacon without a vote against him. Two years later, don’t you think a man of this godliness and reputation and spirituality ought to be made an elder? Yes, I think we’ll make him an elder. He could have been one of our finest men And if Job had died, boy it would have taken as an hour and a half to get him properly buttered up. We would have had them in from all around telling what had meant to thmm; what a saint he’d been, what a godly man he was, and how he escheweth evil.

But the Lord saw Job and He took a different view of Job. He knew that Job was a good man, but a proud man if that’s possible. We knew Job feared God greatly but was very sure of himself. And so, God put Job out on the ash pile with some kind of boils, scraping himself with a piece of broken butter crock, the potsherd was all it was called. And then he turned loose those sanctified hypocrites, called the three comforters. And talk about steel wool, if they didn’t give him the treatment. They trimmed him I tell you. If it beareth fruit, He purges it that it may bring forth more fruit.

Did that hurt Job? You and I you know, that’s just something we talk about.  But job was a human being with nerves. That hurt. That hurt to get argued. That hurt to get accused. That hurt to get called a hypocrite. That hurt Job. And when his wife; the only time she appears in the picture, God bless her memory. The only time she appears in the picture she said, “why don’t you curse God and die?” That was tough too coming from your wife. And he turned to her, proved he was still ahead of the house, boils and all. And he said, “thou speakest as a foolish woman. Am I to receive good at the hand of God and not evil also? Naked came I into the world and naked I’m going out, bless it be the name of the Lord. And the old lady fled. And that’s the last we hear of her. But Job came through all right. He said, “when Thou hast tried me I shall come forth as gold.

So, the husbandman sings as he prunes and trims as he sings and sings as He cleanses, mops up the blood little goes on pruning and singing over his family. He has it to do, and he loves them. And he has all tomorrow to think about eternity ahead. We think only about the pain. But he thinks about Eternity, Eternity with all its years, and your place in eternity thinks about that. So, He doesn’t spare it because He loves you. He doesn’t hurt you because He doesn’t love you. He hurts you because He does love you. Now I asked you can you pray this prayer? Can you pray this prayer tonight? Your Christian? Can you pray this prayer and mean? Oh, God, prune me. I’m so delighted Thou has discovered any fruit at all. Father, Husbandman, I asked Thee, prune me to the last vestige of sin is gone, and the clear image of Christ appears. Anybody that can’t make that prayer will not grow in grace, never, because God can’t do anything with them. They won’t hold still for the knife. But can we pray, O God, prune me, Thy child, Thy poor, weak child until the last vestige of sin is gone, and the clear image of Christ appears. Please God, do this and don’t spare me. Have mercy upon me, but don’t spare me. I don’t want to be a stunted, retarded Christian. I want to bear fruit. And then I want to bear more fruit. Then I want to bear much fruit. I want the image of Jesus restored, the image of God restored to my devastated soul. And if it means the knife and the pruning, then O God, prune me until the last vestige of sin is gone and the clear image of Christ appears.

Could you pray that prayer tonight? Would you be willing to? Now, think with me about it? Would you be willing to enter into a contract with God, knowing that you’re His child, born of his Spirit, knowing your name is in His book of life, and nothing can take you out of his hand; knowing that His love holds above the highest height and down deeper than the deepest depths? Not death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers and things present nor things to come can separate you from the love of God. Knowing that, you pray, O God, purge me, cleanse me until the last vestige of sin is gone, and Thy clear image appears in my heart. If there are a substantial number of people here tonight who could enter into such a spiritual contract with God, I believe we’d be on our way to a real revival, real revival. I believe it.

Now I’m going to pray as we bring the meeting to a close and very sacred thing, and I don’t want anybody to be careless; I, 10,000 times would rather nobody would respond and that anybody would respond carelessly. So don’t respond unless you mean it, really mean it to the point where you don’t care. You’re reckless by you’d say “Mr. Tozer pray for me.” I’m going to stand and I’m going to by this act, I’m going to engage God in prayer and enter into some kind of a spiritual vow that I will want him to trim and prune and purge, until the last vestige of sin is gone, and the image of Christ appears clearly in my heart. And I want you to pray for me. Who will get up?

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“The Personal Application of Christ’s Coming into the World”

Sunday, February 28, 1954

The seventeenth verse of John’s third chapter, “For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved.” This is really a part of John 3:16, joined to it by a connective for, for God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved.

Now, our Lord makes, or the verse here makes, three related statements. And these statements are so meaningful, so momentous, so critically important to the human race, that in the most conservative language we may properly say of this verse that it constitutes a proclamation extraordinary.

Now, there are three statements here. One of them is that God sent His Son into the world. The other one is that He did not send Him to condemn the world. And the third is, that He sent Him in order that the world might be saved. To show you that I do not read anything into it, that I merely show you what is there. Let me read Charles Kingsley Williams’ translation. He puts it in the positive instead of the negative. The meaning is precisely the same. For God sent His Son into the world, not to judge the world, but that through him, the world might be saved. That’s the same verse stated in the positive.

Now, I have been mulling this over this last week knowing that tonight I was going to attempt a sermon on it. I’ve been lying at night thinking about this, and walking around thinking about it. For God sent His Son into the world, not to condemn the world, but that through Him the world might be saved. And I have a question that I want to ask, not about that verse, but about our reaction to it. It might be called the unanswered question. And that question is, since this is the proclamation extraordinary; since this is and constitutes a proclamation so meaningful and so momentous, then why the apathy concerning it on the part of the people, even Christian people.

Now, in the full sound of this proclamation, this proclamation that God sent His Son into the world, that He did not send him to condemn, that He did send Him to save. I say in the full sound of this proclamation, more gravely significant this proclamation is than any declaration of war or proclamation of peace, any plague, or any news from afar, any discovery of any new continent, or even a new world would not be compared with this. And yet in the full light of it, people are indifferent. Upon our eyes there seems to have fallen a strange dimness. And on our ears, there seems to have fallen a strange dullness. And in our minds, there is a stupor, and in our hearts I I’m afraid, a great callousness. The very fact that one feels bound up, that in reading this over and thinking about it, and seeing the brilliant shining quality of it, and the significance of it to the human race, that this has been heard and we’re so little stirred up about it. That is as wonderful as the verse itself, in a different way. So wonderful, so terrible that this verse should be here.

Now if it wasn’t here, I could understand why we could go our way, and as Tennyson says, nourish a dumb life within the brain like sheep. If that verse was not there, then I could see why we could all come to church and sit in stoical silence. Why we could kneel in prayer and mumble into a deaf ear that doesn’t hear us. Why we can rise in the morning and I’m more concerned to whether the paper has arrived than with whether this verse is here or not. If the verse hadn’t been here, I could understand our apathy. I could explain our indifference, I could say it is the indifference of despair. I could say it is the apathy of despair like the Israel in Egypt for 400 years; generation that followed generation in slavery, generation after generation in bondage. And therefore, when a new generation of Jews came up, they didn’t expect anything but bondage. They were someone like who had languished in a prison camp for so many years, their friends have died and forgotten them. And they had no hope ever of having it otherwise. So their jaws hung and their brows sloped and their shoulders were bent and they had no expectation.

If this verse were not here, I’d know why we’re the way we are. If this proclamation extraordinary had not been made, I could understand how we can be so unhappy. I can understand how the human race should walk around looking down at the earth like the beasts and rarely looking at the sky. I could understand it then. But in the light of the fact that it was made 2,000 years ago, then I asked the question, what’s the matter with us? What’s the matter with Christians? And what’s the matter with the unsaved man who hears the message. What’s the matter with people every place?

Now, I say that this great stupor is upon us. And I feel it even here tonight. I sense it even here tonight. People think this is a spiritual church. I wish they knew all I know about it. And I wish they had to live with it all the time. I think a lot of people would change their mind if they knew how little of response there was, how little of that sensitivity of the Spirit, how little of that urgency of the heart, and how much of the world. I believe that this apathy that is upon us, is a tactical victory for organized evil. I don’t know too much about the dark spirits that move up and down in the world. I know as much as I want to know. I want to know even less as I grow nearer to God in grace. But I know that the Bible teaches, that there are sinister spirits that walk up and down. There are even organized spirits. Perhaps it’s what it means when He talks about principalities and powers and mights and dominions. It does not mean the good ones, then it must mean the opposite ones. There are undoubtedly abroad, invisible to the naked eye and perhaps even inaudible to the ear, but they are abroad and they are the legions of hell. They are the fifth column of iniquity present in the world, and their business is to subvert, introduce and destroy and bind and kill, like the thief that got into the fold.

I believe that after years of beating the propaganda of hell into human ears and beating us over the head until we’re groggy and punch drunk, and without any aspiration or hope, and without immortal dreams. I believe it’s a tactical victory for the devil. And I believe more than that, the very somber countenance you and I wear tonight is an astonishment to the unfallen creatures yonder. For there are the unfallen legions, the watchers, the holy ones, the seraphim, cherubim, the angels, the archangels, the holy creatures that never fell. And I know not how much they know, but they must know something, for they have been sent to announce the birth of Jesus in one instance. They were sent to announce the resurrection of Jesus in another instance. And in the book of Revelation we see them fly in midheaven and move about among men. So, they must be there, or rather, they must be here. And that we can take all of this with such indifference, must be an astonishment to holy creatures.

We say it is just that we are not like holiness people. We don’t roll in the straw and claim tent poles, that we are more sober, we’re better educated, that were more cultured. If I thought that were true then I would say, Thank God. But I don’t think that’s true at all, because as soon as the benediction is pronounced here, you couldn’t hear the archangel Gabriel if he blew his horn twenty feet up above the earth toward heaven because of the talk and the noise and the exuberance and the freshness and the interest and the smiles and all the rest. But when it comes to such a proclamation as that God sent not His Son into the world to condemn the world, we take it with an apathy and indifference. That is not a proof of our culture, but a proof of our sin. Not the proof that we are better educated, but a proof that we are more hardened.

Now, I believe not only is this a victory for organized evil and an astonishment to unfallen creatures, I believe also it’s a great grief to the God on High. I believe God loves enthusiasm. Not the enthusiasm of fanaticism, but I believe that God loves enthusiasm.

The Lord Jesus Christ had a special fondness for babies. And I think that He loved babies because they were so vigorous and buoyant and unsophisticated and fresh. And their reactions were unmediated, and they were not sickly dour with the pale cast of thought, to quote from Shakespeare. They just do what they do out of simplicity and its immediate response of their young hearts. And the Lord must have loved them. He laid His hands on their head and said that the kingdom of heaven is like these and made a great deal of the babies. And the theologians of course ever since have been tossing and kicking these babies around wanting to know what it all means. And simple-hearted people know that Jesus just loved babies was all. That’s all. He loved the bald ones and the hairy ones and the redheads and all the rest of them, because there was something about them that hadn’t yet been spoiled.

Do you know Wordsworth’s famous conceit? It is only a conceit, and is probably not true, but there’s something fresh about it. He says that when we are born, we come down from God trailing clouds of glory, that coming from the fresh hand of God; we come trailing clouds of glory and a little bit of heaven lies around the growing boy. Then as he travels further from his home, sad and tragic as it may be, as he travels further from his home, the glory disappears and evaporates. And that little bit of heaven that lies around the newborn boy, disappears like dew before the sun and finally, it’s no heaven anymore, and no glory anymore. But, he forgets God and his heart is hard and the earth shuts around him and he’s a carnal man in a fallen world.

My God, that we might have something happen to us that would toss us suddenly back into our childhood again, that it would grab us up and throw us back into the cradle of the human race and lay us and stretch us on the cool ground, and get us once more in rapport with the powers of God in the world and in grace. But these hard crusts get over our heart, this lack of sophistication, or this sophistication, this lack of simplicity, this defensiveness. I’m hardly talking to a man or woman or a young person tonight above ten that doesn’t have his guard up against me. They’re not afraid of me. They have known me around here since the beginning. But, they’re afraid, nevertheless of what I’m going to say; there’s a guard up there, and there’s a quick parry. Every preacher that preaches to congregation these days is fencing with masters. He lunges and plunges, and I don’t know the language of the fencers. I never fenced and don’t intend to. I’ve mended fences. And he’s always fencing with his audience.

And it’s very rare that anyone comes anymore to the house of God, and with guard down and head bowed and sits before you to hear what God will speak unto us. We have become so learned and so worldly and so sophisticated and so blasé and so burned out and so bored and so religiously tired and beat up, the freshness and delight, the trails clouds of glory, seems to have gone from us. And it’s the great need of this hour my friends that a verse like this when it is read, should have an instant response in the human race, a response afresh and alive. The very fact that I have to talk like this is incriminating in itself.

And I want to know why this is that God’s should send this proclamation extraordinary, “God sent His Son into the world.” He did not send His Son to condemn the world, but He sent Him that the world might be saved. And we take it with such apathy. Who has poisoned our cup? What evil alliances have we made? What has sin been doing to our hearts? What devil has been working on the strings of the heart of our soul? Who’s been giving us sedatives? Who’s been feeding us the medicine of apathy. What’s happened to us, that we can talk about this, sing about this, preach about this, and it leaves us untouched? O Dear God. I sympathize with old Wordsworth when he said, “I would rather be a heathen, a heathen, and believe in an outworn heathen creed than stand on the shore of the ocean and  imagine that I could hear old Neptune or old Triton blow his horn and have something alive in me than to be a civilized Christian to which everything has died. The world is too much with us. Getting and spending late and soon we wasted our powers.

Well, God sent His Son into the world. But He didn’t send Him into the world as a judge. He sent him into the world as its Savior. There are the three ideas in that verse. And I say that for importance, there’s nothing like it. There’s nothing like this in other related scriptures that say about the same thing. Nothing like this in all the wide world. For the human race in its present condition, this is it. There may be a time way out yonder in the glorious tomorrow when all this is over and sin has passed away and the shadows have been driven from the sun and the brows of men are no longer furrowed and we are like Him and know Him and see Him as He is. And His name is on our forehead as we gaze on His countenance, and the slippery path we once trod is now only a memory fast fading. It may be that there will be other and newer and grander proclamations that God may make based upon this one. But, for us in our present condition, there is no proclamation as great; this is it. The proclamation extraordinary that God sent His Son into the world, and sent Him into the world that the world might be saved.

Now, it says, God sent His Son into the world. And I’d like to take one word and change it here and not change it at all, but just change it for you tonight. And yet, it’s exactly what God said and meant. The “world” there doesn’t mean geography. He doesn’t say, He sent His Son into the Near East. He sent His Son into Palestine. He sent His Son to Bethlehem. He sent His Son to the corner of second and ninth, if there were any streets in that sweet, tiny little town where he was born. No, it doesn’t have a geographical or an astronomical meaning. It has nothing to do with kilometers and distances and continents and isles and space and topography and mountains and towns. He came to Palestine. Of course He came to Bethlehem. Certainly He came to the Near East. Certainly He came to the little land that lies between the seas. Sure, all that’s true, but that isn’t what it meant here, and that isn’t why He came.

God sent His Son into the world means, He sent His Son into the human race. The “world” here, that God so loved the world doesn’t mean God so loved geography. It doesn’t mean that God so loved the snow-capped mountains or the sun-kissed meadows or the flowing streams or the great ice peaks of the North.  God may love all of them. I think He does. I think you can’t read Job and the Psalms without knowing that God’s in love with the world He made, but that’s not what it means here. God sent His Son to the human race. He came to people, Jesus Christ came to people. If we could only remember that friends. Jesus Christ came to people, not the white people, not capitalists, not communists, not Republicans, not Democrats, not carpenters, not artists, not writers. He came to people, people, people! These other things are only incidental, but it’s people that He came to. For some reason, God loved people. And we can use generic terms you know, and general terms and pretty soon we’ve become scientific in our outlook. Let’s break that all down. Let’s dump it out the window. God sent His Son to the people of the world. And His Son came into and unto and upon the people of the world. And He even became one of those people. God sent His Son to the people of the world.

He sent His Son to the people, living people. Look at them, think of them, call them before us tonight. Imagine if you could be like Puck and draw a ring around the earth in forty weeks. Imagine that if you could be like some star above, or the moon and gaze all over the world in twenty-four hours. Imagine what you would see. You would see the crippled and the blind and the lepers. You would see the fat and the lean and the tall and short. You would see the dirty and the clean. You would see them walking the avenues, bold and upright without fearing a policeman. You would see them skulking in back alleys and crawling through windows. You’d see them twitching and twitching in the last agonies of death. You’d see them kicking footballs over the field or running around the track. You’d see them tiny and sick and you would see them great and brawny and strong. You’d see them ignorant, not being able to put one letter behind the other. And you’d see them walking gravely under the elms in some college town, dreaming deep dreams of the fourth dimension or dreaming up some great poem or play, to astonish and delight the world.

People. You would see plain people and black people and people whose eyes slant differently from yours, and people whose hair is not like your hair at all. People whose diet is not like your diet. You’d gag on what they love and they’d gag on what you eat every morning for breakfast. Their customs are not the same. Their habits are not the same, but their people. Nevertheless, they’re people. Their differences are external. Their similarities, internal. Their differences have to do with custom and habit. Their likeness has to do with nature. So they would be there, the thief and the liar and the truth teller and the martyr, the mother of many and the dying soldier and the boy in the basket were sent away to the sound of the Star Spangled Banner and came back in the basket to be forgotten out of Hines Hospital, people nevertheless.

And God sent His Son to the people. He is the people’s Savior. Jesus Christ came to people like your family and mine and people like us. God sent His Son into the world of people like you and me. Not to the learned theologians, not to the man who can spout Greek and Hebrew only, He came to them too. Their ability to spout Greek and Hebrew, that is only incidental. What they are is exactly the same as the ignorant boy whose language simply will not order itself. You see, you scratch a professor and you find a hillbilly. That’s all you have to do. You just take a pen or a knife blade and prick the skin a little of that dignified lady with the carefully groomed eagle claws walking around with the latest book under her arm, or on her way, don’t you know to hear about Geoffrey or some opera. Prick her a little and she’s just one more squalling woman.  Scratch her a little and you’ve got one more female. And as the sarcastic old couple of has it, “Judy O’Grady and the Colonel’s lady are sisters under the skin.”

And out on the bus, oh, I saw this on the street car. I shouldn’t tell it. But I saw this on the streetcar. It was some time ago. I saw a white man this time, but he was drunk. And he was just drunk enough to be humorous. You know, they go through stages. They get bright eyed and then they get humorous. And then they get mean and then they get vomiting. And he was in the humor stage. And he was standing up in front clowning and now he was funny, that’s all. And everybody was laughing, including your undersigned, but a dignified lady sat there with a little boy. This is Junior. He had been brought upright, and no doubt she’d been off to finishing school. I don’t know what she was doing on a street car. I thought that was for us plain people, but there she was. And the little guy would look at this drunk fellow who was going through his contortions and making his funny remarks, and he’d giggle and she’d pat his shoulder. “It’s not funny, Charles. It’s not funny Charles. It’s not funny Charles.”

And I had as much amusement watching that dignified mother trying to tell her boy that that funny guy wasn’t funny. But listen to me now, three seats back of this dignified, well-groomed woman who wouldn’t stoop to laugh at a drunk man, there may have been an overstuffed, not to clean, gum chewing, loud talking, laughing colored woman on her way to do somebody’s wash. Different from each other you say? Scrape the skin a little, you’ll find, just the same. The dignified, learned and cultured lady, and the happy go lucky, uncultured woman on her way to do somebody’s wash, seem; Jesus knew that and he paid no attention to class. Class? The Lord knows nothing about this class business everybody talks about. He came to people. He came, God sent His Son into the world to people. He came to us, people. And He didn’t say, how’s your IQ? He came to us. He didn’t say, have you traveled much? He came to us, the people. So, thank God He sent Him and He came. Both of those are truth, no contradiction. God sent Him and He came. He came because He was sent and He came because His great heart urged Him to come.

Now, what was the mission on which He came? We’ve stated here already half a dozen times. But you know what I was thinking? If you knew that the Son of God was coming to the world, and you had never known the Son of God was coming. Let’s think ourselves out. Let’s think ourselves back to paganism. Let’s throw out our Bible and the hymnbook and our 2,000 years of Christian tradition. Let’s say we’ve never heard and somebody suddenly arrives with a proclamation “God is sending His Son into the human race. He’s coming! What would be the first thing you thought of? What would your heart tell you immediately? You’d run for the trees and the rocks, and hide like Adam among the trees in the garden. I won’t add one shadow to your heart, but I’ll ask you, ask your own heart. What mission logically should they have come on? God being a holy God high and lifted up and we being the kind of people we know we are. I ask you, what should have been His mission? He was a man with a mission. What should that mission have been?

Why did God send the angels to Sodom? To decide and fix judgement and take two or three out and burn the rest to cinders. Let your own heart tell you why would the Son of God come to our race? Our own hearts tell us why. Sin and darkness and deception and moral disease tell us why. And the lies we’ve told and the temper tantrum we’ve thrown and the jealousies we’ve felt tells us why. They tell us why. The sin we can’t deny tells us why He might have come to judge the world. If He hadn’t told us that, the Holy Ghost never would have said, not to judge the world. Why did He ever say it? Because he knew that the human conscience could only say one thing. O God, if you’re sending someone from your throne, find a place for me to hide. For my heart tells me I ought to die. My heart tells me that I’ve piled up iniquity and I should be sentenced, and I should die. And if the Righteous One is coming, then I ought to die.

But says the Holy Ghost, He didn’t come to judge us. He sent His Son into the world, true, but He sent His son not to judge the world. That wasn’t His purpose at all. He came that men might be saved. Ah, not to condemn but to reclaim was the mission of our Lord Jesus Christ. Why did He come to men and not the fallen angels? I have said before from this pulpit, and I’m the only person that ever says it so I could be wrong. But also, I could be right. I believe He came to man and not to angels because man had been originally made in image of God and angels haven’t. I believe He came to fall on Adam’s brood and not to the brood of fallen devils, because the fallen brood of Adam had once been made in the image of God. I believe it was a morally logical thing, that when Jesus Christ became incarnated, He couldn’t become incarnated in the flesh and body of a man. Because God made man in His own image and though fallen and lost and on his way to hell, he has the potentialities that could take the Incarnation. God Almighty could pull up the blankets of human flesh up around His ears, and be a Man to walk among men. But there was nothing of like kind among angels and fallen creatures other than man.

So, He came not to condemn but to reclaim. And now I would close, but I would ask you to think of this in personal terms. God sent His Son into the world. The cross is not mentioned here, and the cross is not mentioned in John 3:16. We who preach, sometimes imagine that we have to open our mouths and in one great, big round sentence say all of the theology there is to say. God is not so squeamish. He says it all somewhere in the book. And the cross stands out like a great, bright shining pillar in the middle of the Scriptures. And without that cross on which the Savior died there could be no Scripture, no revelation, no redemptive message, nothing. But he didn’t say anything about the cross here. He simply said He sent his son and He gave His Son, those two words, “sent” and “gave” in the verse above and this verse. He gave His Son, He sent His Son. And later it developed that in giving His Son, He gave Him to die. But, He didn’t say so here.

Now, I want you to think of this in personal terms. Christ taught us to do this. In that story of the prodigal son, which Dickens said was the most pathetic, that is, it had more pathos in it than any other story that was ever told by mortal man. He was afraid we’d get generic, you know, and theological with it all, and get it into a book, you know, and put a period on there and have Article One, Section Two, Subdivision B. He’s afraid of that, God was, so He said, now, I’ll tell you about a boy. He said, a father had two boys. And one of them, the youngest one of them, the younger of the two came to him and said, Father, “give me my goods that followeth to me.” So, he divided unto him his living. Not many days after, the younger son gathered all together and took his journey into a far country, were he wasted his substance with riotous living. And then he joined himself to a citizen of the far country, who sent him into the fields to feed swine. And he feigned would have filled his belly with the husks which the swine did eat but no man gave unto him.

So one day he came to himself and he said, “how many hired servants of my father have food to spare and I perish here with hunger. I will arise and go to my father. Do you notice “I, I, I, I, I?” The Lord says, I want you to personalize this, I don’t want you to be thinking about this racially. I came to save people. I came down here for folk, people, and I want you to think about it in personal terms. And so, He told us that wonderful story. I will arise, I perish, I am hungry, I remember my father’s house, I will go. He said, “I.” So, he rose and went. And his father ran and you know the story too well, so well. Perhaps it has lost part of its meaning. And he threw himself at his father’s feet and the father fitted him out and killed the fatted calf and filled the house with unseemly music. That’s what one person thought. He said, why all this nonsense? Why all this music around here? Is somebody getting married? What is all this music? And the father ran out shining faced and forgot all about his angina. He came tearing out and down the steps, you know, like a boy of fourteen. He said, Your brother’s back!

And this sour Pharisee exploded on him and turned a glowering face and said, I’ve lived with you from my babyhood and you never gave me as much as a kid. And now this, thy son, wouldn’t even own him. He didn’t say, “my brother.” We used to call him “Buddy” in the early days, Buddy. Slept with him, loved him when he was little, but now a religious jealousy has gotten into his heart, and he didn’t even call him by his little old nickname. He said, your boy. He wasn’t his brother anymore. He said, he’s devoured his living with harlots. He used the roughest language he could use, the most shocking. He said, he gets a fatted calf and the father almost turned pale, I suppose, and said why boy, I never knew you felt this way about it. Why, everything I have is yours. But he said, can’t you see, something’s happened tonight. Your brother, my son, he was dead. He’s alive! He was lost and he’s found! And after that one little blow, I think he bounced back and went and turned back up the steps to tell somebody else, “strike up the bank.”

God is capable of getting you morally excited, you know, in the right sense of the word. And I want you to think about you tonight. God sent His Son into the world to save you. And not to save the heathen– save you. Heathen, sure, but only as individuals, save you. And you’ve got to have faith about yourself. Now, I wanted to say that, and I was afraid to say it. Even I sometimes am a little afraid to certain phrases for fear somebody will get down my neck or write me a dirty letter. But I want to say this, you’ve got to have faith about yourself. Not faith in yourself, but faith about yourself. Faith in Christ and faith about yourself. That is, you’ve got to believe that you’re the one he meant. If you don’t, all the general faith you have in God won’t do you a bit of good.

The Lord is “the” Shepherd, I shall not want. No, He couldn’t have said that. Or, if He’d said, The Lord is one Shepherd, one shall not want. He maketh one to lie down in green pastures. He would have gotten an “A” on that in school, but it wouldn’t have meant anything because it wouldn’t been personal. He said, He’s my Shepherd. I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down. The prodigal son could have said, one’s father has goods to spare and one parishes with hunger. One should arise and go on to one’s father. Make it general like that, make it religious, you know, and it didn’t amount to anything. But he said, I am the hungry boy. God’s my Father. My father is back home. I am going back home. Now, you make that personal and see if it doesn’t mean something more to you.

For you see, unbelief always hides behind three trees. Here they are: some where else, some other time, some body else. Those are the three trees in the garden behind which unbelief hides. Somebody preaches a sermon on John 3:16 and we say, yes, somewhere else it’s true of somebody else, it’s true. Some other time, but not now. Faith believes about itself, believes in Him and about itself and says now wait a minute. If God sent His Son into the human race that he might redeem the human race, He can’t redeem the human race en mass. He has to redeem and save human beings as individuals. That must mean me. Don’t pay attention to grammar. Don’t say that must mean “I.” That’s right, but that isn’t right. Say, that means me Lord. Believe about yourself and say to yourself, well now, wait. Not somewhere else, but here. Not some other time, but now. Not somebody else, but me. In that most famous, most wonderful and most terrible of all hymns, Brother McAfee tells me how to pronounce it but I pay no attention. The “Dies Irae,” he says in one place that he pictures the judgment and the world coming apart like an old tent. And the dust and shock and terror of it, and graves opening and men screaming before God’s bar of judgment and the world is on fire. One of the old-fashioned general judgment ideas. And then he prays this tender, lovely little prayer. He is going to be there and he says, oh, remember Jesus, I was the cause and reason why Thou didst come on earth to die. He says, in that awful day God, in that awful day Lord, remember Jesus, I was the cause and reason why Thou didst come on earth to die.

What is your name? Mary? Alright, Iet’s suppose it’s Mary. I don’t know many Marys these days. There are more Shirleys and Marylands and Beverly, but let’s call it Mary. O Jesus, remember I am the cause and reason why I’m Mary and Thou didst come on this earth to die. John is it? O Jesus, remember I am the cause and reason why, I John, single yourself out. Not somebody else, you, actually you. Jesus Christ came not to condemn you, but to save you. Knowing your name. Knowing all about you. Knowing your weight right now. Knowing your age. Knowing what you do. Knowing where you live. Knowing what you ate for supper and will eat for breakfast, where you’ll sleep tonight. How much your clothing costs, who your parents were, knowing you individually as though there wasn’t another person in all the world. He died for you as certainly as if you had been the only last one.

What about it tonight? If you’re out of the fold and away from God, why don’t you put your name in there and say Lord, it’s I, it’s I. Remember Lord, I’m the reason, cause and reason why, Thou on earth didst come to die. That’s faith you see. That’s positive, personal faith in a personal Redeemer. And that’s what’s saves you. And if you will just rush in there, you don’t have to know all the theology in the wide world.

I got two calls on the telephone last week. One wanted to know what the Greek word for cousin was in order if he could find out whether Jesus had brothers and sisters, or whether they were His cousins. So I looked it up in Strong’s, who is my strong refuge, and another fellow want to know if Jesus could ever sin? So, what in the wide world would a poor, lost fallen man worry his poor, little old empty head about theological niceties. When he ought to be saying to himself, in view of the judgment, O Jesus, remember I am the cause and reason why Thou on earth didst come to die. I am the one Lord and all the little theological niceties that men argue about, let them go! I am the one He came to die for.

Do you believe that? Will you tonight believe it means you? Will you put your name in there? Now, I insist on it, put your name in there. Don’t you go out on here tonight, put your name and read it in, whatever that name is. Put it in there, write it down in your heart and say, Jesus, this is “I”, Thee and I, I and Thee as though there were no others. That kind of personalize believing in a personal Lord and Savior. Once that takes place in the human breast, they don’t fool with that fellow anymore. And the Lord God Almighty witnesses within His soul something has happened there and he belongs to God and God to him. You don’t have to feed him on a nipple and run around with luke warm, watered down milk for him. He grows in grace because he’s had that personalized, individual experience of knowing it means, “I.”

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“Each of Us Matter to God”

Sunday, February 21, 1954

The text I want to use tonight is so familiar we needn’t look at it at all in our familiar King James. For God so loved the world, He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. Now, here in a twenty-five-word compendium, we have the Christian evangel. The message, the good news, as though God had compressed all of the meaning of the Scriptures, into this twenty-five-word text. They say that diamonds are made from native carbon which has been placed under tremendous pressure, and crystallize.

So that if we might allow our imagination to soar a bit, we would say and could properly say that the Holy Ghost has taken the redemptive evangel and has put it under the emotional pressure of the Triune God, so unbelievably strong and powerful, that it has been crystallized into this shining diamond of truth. It is probably judged by its value to the human race. It is probably the most precious cluster of words ever to be assembled by the mind of an intelligent man. I believe that if we were to take this text which we have read here tonight, and should place it on one side of some vast eternal scales, held yonder in space by some watcher and Holy One who might, in the language of the Scriptures, place one foot on time, and one on eternity; on the sea and on the land. I believe that that one text alone, viewed I say, and judged by its value to mankind, would prove to be of more precious use to the human race in the long run, than all of the books that have ever been written since the art of writing was first invented.

There appeared in the little islands of Greece some four or five or 600 years before Christ, a cluster of mighty minds. So mighty were they that they seemed almost to belong to another species. Their names are common names and their books are still to be found advertised in our magazines. You will see them, these mighty men who wrote, or had written for them, these mighty books: Plato and Aristotle and all that cluster of great minds. Yet, I believe and I say this seriously. That if everything all of them had written could be placed in one side of a scale, and John 3:16 in the other, that they would prove to be as light as air by comparison. And I believe that all of the writing of all the great minds of the world, and I say this not as a very young preacher might carelessly, but I say it thoughtfully after having had a fairly good lifetime to read and think and pray, I trust some too. I do not believe that there is in all the libraries of the world now, I do not believe that all of them put together, if you were to take and bind together or put in one place, in one end of the scale, all the plays of Shakespeare and all of the compositions of Milton and everything they, Leigh Hunt and Scott and Victor Hugo and Emerson and Bacon and all the rest, all of them put together that they had ever written, it could not mean to mankind what twenty-five words in our golden English means to the human race. That’s how highly I valued John 3:16.

And this is a favorite of young preachers, this John 3:16. And yet I must say that to my knowledge, as far as I can remember, I have never preached on this text. I was trying to recall this or trying to scrape up or dredge up out of my memory, anytime that I ever may have preached on John 3:16 down the years. It could be that somewhere there, or behind the veil of forgetfulness, I have or did preach on this text, but I cannot recall it. And I’m quite sure that I have never used it as a text since I have been in Chicago these twenty-five years. But I have quoted it I suppose fifteen to twenty thousand times in prayer and in testimony and in writing and in preaching, though never used it for a text. And I never quite knew why I couldn’t get to this text. And then I was reading just a few verses here the last week from Ellicott, the new, not new really, but newly brought out, one of the noble old commentators of 100 or more years ago, now brought out by Zondervan, called the Ellicott Commentaries. I think there are only one or two books out now, but they’ll be all out I understand. And the old, wise old saint of God came to John 3:16 and he said something to this effect: “Now, I don’t tend to say much about this text.” He said, “this is a favorite of young preachers. But older preachers feel that, it’s better felt than talked about. So, I’m going to confine my comments on this text to the minimum,” and he did. He said very little on John 3:16.

And I have held back from this text as I say, most of my preaching lifetime, if not all of it, making allowance for a possible slip of memory somewhere. And I have avoided it, but not because I did not and do not appreciate it, but because I appreciate it so profoundly that I’m frightened by it. My reason for avoiding it, as near as I can recall them would be, or recollect them out of my mind would be, an overwhelming sense of inadequacy, almost despair at the thought of marked weakness in the presence of a task which takes tremendous strength. And knowing, as I do know, that I am marked by deep ignorance. And it seems to me that anyone to preach on John 3:16 ought to have a tremendous amount of information. And then, when I also think, how by nature, I’m feeling I am and how hard that anyone to preach on John 3:16 confronts a task that requires a great sympathy and a generous love for God and men.

Therefore, I recommend that young preachers lay away these trues they can learn about these texts, this text, but never preach on it for a long time. Preach around it, but don’t preach on it. And yet, here it is I have been preaching on John and I have come up to it. And this burning bush is before us in the way and I cannot go around it and I dare not flee from it, so I approach it. I approach it as one who is filled with great fear and yet, great fascination. And with my shoes off, my heart shoes at least, I want to talk about John 3:16. I think I will probably not get beyond the first line tonight, “For God so loved the world.”

Now, I believe as I have said, that in this line alone, I believe that the important part of the New Testament evangel is here compressed, worthy of the annunciation by an archangel, that God so loved the world. Now this can be restated, and that’s really all that I can do with it. I cannot hope ever to run up any ramp and take off. I can only hope to restate it in terms more familiar and say that restated in personal terms, it means this; to me it means that I mean something to God. Now, I want you to write that down in your hearts and think about it. God so loved the world means to me in personal terms, I mean something to God, I matter to Him. God is emotionally concerned about me. Now, if I said those three things to you and sent you off with a benediction, if you have been listening with your heart as well as your ears, it would have been and will have been well worthy of your trip here. No matter how far you’ve come, that God so loved the world restated in personal terms, means that God is emotionally concerned about me. That I matter to God, I mean something to Him.

Now, here is one of the strange paradoxes. It’s funny isn’t it, how preachers talk about paradoxes? I’ve never heard anybody else talk about it.  My son today told me, he’d been attending some political meetings, and he said, no politician can ever say “yes” in less than twenty-five words. He said, he never can say yes in less than twenty-five. I think he’s generous there. But politicians never have used the word to my knowledge, “paradox.” It’s remained for the preachers to use the word paradox. And in case you don’t know what paradox means, it means an apparent contradiction that really isn’t a contradiction at all.  And here is a strange contradiction in human nature, that a man may reek with pride and be swollen with offensive egoism and strut like a pouter pigeon and yet at the same time, deep within him, he may be filled with a great loneliness, a heavy sense of orphanage, that he has been an orphan, and that there isn’t a father to whom he can run. There isn’t a mother under whose kind hand he can run for comfort. There isn’t anywhere, anybody that’s emotionally concerned about him, outside of his own narrow little family that will die along with him.

And the result of this strange sense of loneliness and cosmic orphanage, may be summed up like this, or the feeling we have about it, that for me, as a person, nobody cares. I matter to nobody except the little mortal circle around me. And when they go, then I’ll matter to nobody. They’ll bury me and pay an amount of money to a company and give it what they call perpetual care nowadays. In perpetual care, probably means until the second generation is dead. And then they may conveniently forget their perpetuity. But there the man lies, and this is the heavy burden of the race.

My brethren, when Jesus said, “come unto Me all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest,” He didn’t invite tired people to Him, although tired people are welcome to come. He didn’t invite to Him those who have been economically oppressed though they also are welcome to come. He did not invite to Him those who had been politically oppressed as the Jews were under the Romans. No, no, they can come too. But He invited to Him those who are inwardly tired and emotionally fatigued with the heavy pressure of the knowledge, or at least the belief, that in the vast universe they don’t matter to anybody; that in the wild, vast world, nobody actually cares, that there’s no one emotionally concerned with them. I mean of course, except your own little flock around you with their limited time and their limited ability. But in the great, vast world, we’re orphaned there. There’s nobody that cares. I don’t matter.

And there we have it, this strange paradox tearing at the human heart. Here in one side is an egoism that is offensive and rank, and makes a man boast and lie and strut. And on the other hand, deep within him, he is a whimpering, frightened, homesick, heart-sick, broken boy, knowing that there isn’t anybody in the universe that’s emotionally concerned. He doesn’t matter to anybody. God has made us as we are, so vast, so huge inside of such tremendous proportions, intellectually and spiritually. And then sin had brought to us this sense of orphanage, this sense of having been put out of our father’s house, and then the house burnt down and the father dies. I know it’s all mixed up. I know it’s all crazy. I know it isn’t true, but that’s the trouble with the world. Sin has done that. And the same devil that once came and said, “hath God said,” was really saying in effect, you don’t matter to God. Has God said to you? Well, God lied. God doesn’t have any emotional connection with you. You don’t matter to God. God isn’t concerned about you. And you’ve believed the lie.

And sin came into the world with all its woes and its ugly trail of death along behind it. There we find ourselves now and that’s the trouble with the world. That’s why men rise like Napoleon and Hitler and Stalin and the rest, and try to immortalize themselves. And try to arrange it so that when they’re gone, somebody will care. And that is why as the poet said when he was a little boy, “I wrote on high a name I deemed would never die.” And when he went back at eighty years of age and saw his name carved there in his crude, boyish lettering, He smiled and was ashamed, and yet wrote his beautiful poem, that when he was a lad, he wrote on high a name he deemed would never die. It’s that craving to matter to somebody, to mean something to somebody, to have somebody that amounts to something emotionally concerned with us as persons.

Now, the hour in which we live happened to be the hour of a great humanitarianism, or rather I should not say a great humanitarianism. I should say, great humanism, for the two are not the same, and I mean, the latter not the former. We think of the human race as a lump. We think of the human race statistically and we think of it as we might think of a breed of hens; as something very populous and related intrinsically, but the individual doesn’t matter. And that is the curse of stateism. That is the curse of the totalitarian governments, such as old Rome in her day and such as Naziism was and Fascism and now the curse of communism. The state means everything. The organization means everything, but the individual means nothing at all. The Christian evangel comes into that wondrously alight and says, you matter to God. You as an individual, matter to God. God isn’t thinking in terms of general species. He’s thinking in terms of individuals, always.

And when the Son of God walked the earth, He always called individuals to Him. While He preached to the multitudes, He did not preach to them en mass as though they were a faceless crowd. He preached to them as individuals, that he knew each one. And these individuals mattered to Him. And so, the woman taken in adultery, lying there in the dust, ready to be stoned to death, was raised gently to her feet and sent away and told that God would forgive her; to go and sin no more. And the mother with a crippled baby that she brought to Jesus that had been kicked around and pushed everywhere, until she had no feeling anymore that the babe or she amounted to anything in the vast world, was selected out of the crowd and thumbed over and touched and blessed, and Jesus blessed the baby and called his name.

Statistics, statistics, Jesus doesn’t know statistics; he doesn’t deal in them. He deals in individuals and the Christian message is, God loves the world. And God doesn’t love masses. He loves people, individuals, and loves masses only because they’re composed of individuals. But the world doesn’t know that. I think I’m beginning to understand as I talk, why Moody said, “if I could get everybody in the world to believe God loved them, I’d get everybody in the world converted.” I think that was an overstatement, but at least I believe I know what he meant.

Now, this deep feeling the devil planted in us, that we don’t matter to anybody, is confirmed by observation. All you have to do is look around you and see, and you will find that nature alone for instance, appears to be very little concerned with the individual; very, very much concerned with the species, but very little concerned with the individual. Of course, Tennyson said of nature, “so careful of the type she seems, so careless of the single life.”

And so, nature has planted deep within every normal human being a tremendous urge for self-propagation. And that urge begins in babyhood and doesn’t die til we die. And that urge guarantees the perpetuation of the race. And yet, when the individual has perpetuated his kind, he dies and goes back to dust. And there isn’t a spot scarcely anywhere but that is tainted, or blessed as you like, with the dust of men where once they have been, and are no more. And, “if we take the wings of the morning” says the poet and hear nothing but the sound of the splashings of the great Amazon, yet even there, the dead are. And all the tribes that walk the earth, are but a handful to the tribes that slumber in its bosom. Since the long flight of years began, matron and maid and soldier, an old man in the gray bloom of his old age, and kings and learned men and fools and wise men, all lie down together, and the dead rein there alone.

Nature seems to confirm that idea that you and I don’t matter in the great vast universe. Who cares about the past generation? If you want to check on that, go out to a cemetery somewhere as I sometimes do. And don’t say I’m morbid. I’m not. Go out to a cemetery and look around. Who’s alive to care about that old man there. There he lies. He’s been dead 200 years. Who’s alive to care about him? His great, great, great, great grandchildren may carelessly come with their camera and between the joke and the wisecracks, snap great, great, great, great grandfather’s old, bent and leaning stone that tells where he lies. Who cares about him? He’s rolled around in earth’s diurnal turns with rocks and stones and trees and he matters no more than the rock there on the hillside. Few there are that care when we live and fewer still when we die; and when they die, nobody cares.

Now, the Christian message comes and says, God cares. The Christian message comes to the tramp, that old tramp. Once he was a shining lad, crawling across the floor with shining face and dripping chin and shining eyes. And his parents ran to grab him and stood him up on his wobbly legs and grabbed him when he fell. He meant something to somebody. But they’re gone and society has not done right by him and he hasn’t done right by society, and now he’s a bum, a tramp. Old clothes that fit him as if he had been born in them. Every wrinkle, every crease in his old, tired body, these clothing fits in now, greased to him. And his old feet in shoes that fit his feet as though they had too, had been stretched on, and the whole body alive with dirt and cooties.

And there he lies, smelling of every place that he’s been in the last 15 years. And if he’s sober enough to think, he’ll be saying and thinking within himself, “well, here I am. Why am I here? Nobody cares. I don’t mean anything to anybody. There isn’t anybody anywhere emotionally concerned about me. My father is gone, my mother is gone. My brother is gone to some other part of the world. He’s forgotten that I live. And when a policeman comes, I duck, or if don’t duck, I get told to “move on buddy”. And I’ve been turned out of all the places that bums even are taken. So, with a deep sense of sadness and complete orphanage, as though all that meant anything had died. He was alone in a vast and gusty universe, blown about like dust grains or leaves of Autumn, meaning nothing to anybody, nobody concerned, nobody carrying.

The Christian evangel said, wait a minute you, dirt and whiskers and smell and hollow, sunken cheeks. Wait a minute, somebody is emotionally concerned about you. Somebody isn’t happy because you’re the way you are. Somebody knows your name and remembers you and loves you where you are, and as you are. You mean something to somebody. Who do I mean anything to? The girl I once knew thirty years ago has long forgotten me. My parents are gone, long, long. Nobody cares for me. And then the smiling worker says, “God, so loved you that He gave His only begotten Son that whoever would, and you are included, believe in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. And I am here from God to tell you that you do matter. You don’t matter to Mayor Kennelly. You don’t matter to Chief O’Connor. You don’t matter to Edgar Hoover. You don’t matter to President Eisenhower. You matter to God.

There is somebody that amounts to something in the world to Whom you matter. Somebody cares about you. That’s the high compression. That’s the shining facet of the diamond of truth which God has thrown almost with happy carelessness out to the world and says take it. And there’s that wounded soldier. From all I can learn, I suppose the most complete loneliness that can possibly come to a human being would be to have all your company march on before and lie wounded in an enemy country, surrounded by no one whose language you can speak, and surrounded by thousands who would kill you on sight. With the cold, cold settling down on the evening, and there you are, bloody on the hard, frozen ground. You know, one of my boys lay like that. And I suppose that’s the loneliest, most complete sense of forsakenness and abandonment. Your pal, your buddy, your commanding officer, the gruff-voice sergeant, everybody’s gone on and left you; and the firing is in the distance and you’re alone.

And if you’re dying, thank God he wasn’t and didn’t die. But, if you’re dying in that last moment, even the stars are cold and full of accusations. And the hard, biting wind that pierces your torn and bloody uniform, confirms what you’ve always feared. Nobody cares. Nobody cares. I was a number to Uncle Sam. Now, nobody cares. Nobody. And the Christian message comes smiling up and says, “Somebody does care.” You’re only a number to the Army, but you’re a living, breathing, pulsating human being made in the image of God and the God in whose image you are made cares. You amount to something to God. You are a treasure to God. You matter.

And I imagine that there were many, many, many boys brought up in Baptist churches and Presbyterian churches and the Alliance churches and other gospel churches throughout our great, broad country among that, what was it, 20,000 or so that died in Korea. I imagine that there was many, many of them that in that last hour, when loneliness seized upon them and they felt a sense of orphanage; remembered the text that they had to memorize and gotten a little cheap price for memorizing when they were in Sunday school. And there lying with their last flickering breath, they turned their eyes upward to the God above and said, O God, when I was a boy, they told me I mattered. Is it any different now? Have you changed your mind, God? When I was a boy in Sunday school, they told me that you were emotionally concerned about me. Well God, is it any different now that I’m a big man and I’ve carried a gun and sinned? Is it any different now God?  And somewhere within them, the ancient memory or old memories came back and the ancient voice of God said, No, boy, I’m still not happy about your condition. For I so loved you that I gave my only begotten Son, that whoever believed in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. And I wouldn’t go indiscriminately and say it, but I’m quite certain that there are mothers grieving over boys they believed are in hell tonight. Boys that will greet them in that happy day.

Do you not think that the Thief on the cross had a mother? He was not an old man. He was a young man. Do not think the Thief on the cross had a mother? And do you not think the Thief on the cross, when he was dying there, was in the tender heart of his mother? And do you not suppose that that mother thought that I’ve failed him? And society has failed him, and he’s failed society and he’s dying a criminal, crucified on a cross, my boy, my boy. But what she didn’t know was, that the One who cared was within touching distance. What she didn’t know was that that outcast, that young rebel and traitor, turned his eyes to the One who cared and said, “Remember me when Thou comest in Thy kingdom. And He said, “this day shalt thou be with me in paradise.” All she knew was that her boy had died by execution. And her hair was grayer and her face more tired and her wrinkles deeper and her gloom heavier. When the day was over and she knew her boy was dead, but what she didn’t know was, that Somebody in that universe beside her, cared. And that boy mattered to Somebody beside his mother. That there was Somebody that wasn’t happy about that thief dying a criminal and going to hell. That there was Somebody who is emotionally wrought up about this. That man meant something. He had gone there from a cell, a number, and had gone to the execution. But now, he matters. Suddenly, he becomes significant and there isn’t an angel in the winged choir above more significant than he. His name sounds yonder in God Almighty’s heaven, because the Christian message says, God so loved. And that love is not the love for a species, but a love for individuals. And it was people that He loved. Jesus lover of “my” soul, not Jesus, lover of the human race, but Jesus lover of my soul. In one strict sense, there is no human race.

The human race is composed of individuals and if you take away the individual, you have no human race. There is such a thing as a crowd, but yet in another sense there is no such a thing as a crowd. Evangelists love crowds, crowd mad these days, and they look out upon them as crowds. In one sense, there is no such a thing as a crowd. For a crowd is simply a congregation of individuals, and every individual has eternal significance and meaning in the heart of God. God so loved. God is emotionally concerned with the individual.

That prisoner, that prisoner yonder, maybe in a prison camp, cursed and beaten and half-starved and threatened and brainwashed and cuffed around until he’s been made to believe his own country has turned on him. Lies have been told and his own country has been reduced until his mind is filled with a belief that even his own people don’t care anymore, that nobody cares. His country has deserted him, nobody cares. And after months and months of weariness and tiredness and under-nourishment and anemia and the deep fatigue that no amount of rest can cure, he arrives at that place, where he can’t shake it off by shaking his head anymore. The great sense of cosmic loneliness, orphanage, somebody is dead that used to care.

And the Christian message comes and says, no Sonny, you’ve had a rough time of it. Maybe some people back home had forgotten. Maybe the girl that swore at the station she’d be true to the end has married somebody else now. Maybe your company has written you off and you been classified as missing in action. Your folks don’t know you’re alive at all. Maybe your people back home are dead. Maybe for all you know Sonny, your country has gone over to the other side. But I have a message for you. There is Somebody that doesn’t change. And there is Somebody that cares, and He’s not happy about you. And He’ll never be happy about you until you’re safe in His bosom. He’ll never feel good about you until you, you single, lone you, with all of your discouragement and gloom and weariness; until you have come back into His heart and found your home there, to live and to die there and live again there. That’s the Christian message my friends.

And so, all around the whole world we can go and we can tell them, the shipwrecked sailor and the chronic failure. The man who fails at everything he touches. Some people have success at the ends of their fingers. They just have to touch it and it turns to gold. Other people are chronic failures, they’ve established a pattern of failure. Everything they do fails. They add up two times two and it turns to five. Nothing they can do wins. And so, it’s failure all the way. And they say, well, it’s all right. Big fellows and men of popularity and men that make money; I fail at everything. I’m just no good. The English language is such an almost humorously, downright blunt and accurate language. He’s no good, they say. And those two little words, no good. They just mean everything.

A couple of women will say about another woman, “she’s no good.” And you could write, anybody with a little imagination could write a book on that. Let me hear two old bitties say about some girl, “she’s no good,” and I can write a book about the girl. I don’t even need to meet her. Just use your imagination. They put so much into it. No good, no good. But you know, there isn’t anybody in the whole United States of America, spilling over into Canada and down into Mexico and Guam across the ocean to Europe and all around and yet, come to Asia and take them all in, to the last twisted, crippled, black boy, deformed in some hut in Africa. There isn’t one human being about which God says, “he is no good.” In that sense, He says there is none righteous, no, not one. We all must be saved and we will all perish if we don’t repent, and we must all be born again. But in the sense of being written off as no good and hopeless, there isn’t anybody. Thank God there isn’t anybody.

And don’t you listen to any of these interpreters of truth who say God has chosen some and not chosen others, and the ones that He has chosen will be, and the ones that He hasn’t chosen are no good. They’re vessels of wrath fitted to destruction, and God created them to have the fun of damning them. Don’t you listen to such as what Wesley called “a horrible decree.” There isn’t anybody like that in the universe. I don’t say there’s good in everybody. But I say there’s Somebody that likes them whether they’re good or not. I say there’s Somebody that’s emotionally concerned about them. Everybody matters.

And you tonight my friend, matter. Now, I’ve repeated that over and over again, not because I have no other language, but because I want that to come home to your heart. I want you to take this out with you tonight. I want you to go away, not carelessly talking about this or that, but I want you to go away saying, the One who was with the Father, and Who came and reported what He saw, says, “you matter.” He came down from above, not to condemn the world but that the world might live. And whoever believes in Him, “whosoever,” is singular, believes in him, that’s the individual, should not perish but have everlasting life.

And so there is One, who is from above, who came and said, “this is what I saw there. I’m recording what I saw.” Everybody matters. And God is concerned about you as an individual. But you say, If only you knew me, Mr. Tozer, you wouldn’t talk like that? I don’t know you of course, all of you individually, but it wouldn’t make any difference. It’s still true. God is concerned about you. You say yes, concerned about the race? No, concerned about you. Concerned about my family? No, concerned about you as well as your family, you. But you say Mr. Tozer, I’ve sinned, I’ve lied, I’ve failed. I made vows and broke them, I made promises and failed to keep them. I’m no good. Well, all I can say to you is, that if you persist in your gloomy unbelief, there isn’t anything even God can do for you. Because, it’s unbelief that tells you, at the same time, you’re hard to swallow with pride, another part of your heart says, it’s no use, I’m no good. And God Almighty went to all the trouble to say you are, not that you’re good morally, but you’re some good to God, because God’s going to make you over, and He’s proved that He cares by sending His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.

I’m nearly done. I can only point out that faith cometh by hearing the Word. And it begins to work as we begin to affirm. Now if you would begin to affirm, and say to God this affirmation, O God, believing Thy Word, I affirm it. I mean something to you. I affirm it God. You said it to me, now I say it back to Thee. You’re concerned about me. It might change the whole complexion of your life for all years to come if you start saying it tonight. I matter. I matter. I’m a sinner, but I matter. I’m hell-bound, but I’m not going to hell with nobody caring. Somebody cares beyond power to express, I matter. I am all alone, I, I am a number to the government. I’m a statistic, but to God, I’m a person that matters. Write your name in there.

You know what I do sometimes? I never do this except when I’m by myself, maybe once or twice in the presence of Brother McAfee. He and I in our prayer life almost have become, not two people, but one. When I pray and quote scripture back to God, I give my three names so God won’t make any mistake. I want him to know exactly whom I mean. And then, lest there be any confusion, I remind Him, it’s Senior. Now you say that’s silly. Is the old man going soft? Is he falling apart in his old age? Oh, I only wish I had fallen apart decades before I did, if that’s what you mean. I won’t let generalities and broad sweeps of thought and the en masse idea; I won’t let that get me down. When God says in His Word that He loves, He means He loves me.

I tell God my father’s name and my mother’s name, where I was born. I tell God, now remember that’s who it is God that’s doing this praying and the one that we’re talking about here. I don’t spend all my time praying about myself, certainly, but when I have occasion to go before God for anything, and I want it known that somebody is talking to God, I tell God who my father was Jacob Schneider Tozer. That was his name, J.S. Tozer. And I remind Him, that’s, that’s, that’s the boy.

Well, affirm, I matter to God. And then turn to God and say, O God, I mattered to you, then you’re pretty close to the Kingdom Brother. I mattered to you God. After you’ve said yourself, I believe it’s true, I matter. I’m a sinner. I’m on my way to hell, but I, Somebody cares tremendously about me. And after your heart believes that, for that’s part of the Christian evangel, then you begin to pray. Faith comes by hearing and faith becomes perfect by praying, O God, I believe I matter to Thee.

Do you see how simple it is and how easy to come into the arms of God; to come back to God if you have wandered away, to come back home if you’ve strayed, come to him for the first time as a sinner. And with a full confidence that God has taken the great Truth, the truth the devil never discovered, truth that mankind never dreamed of discovering, and compressed it by all the pressure of the Triune God into the shining diamond of truth, and held it up as the church’s bright message. God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. Do you believe it? Do you believe it tonight? Say amen. Do you believe it? I believe it. I believe it.

How about you, friend. You’re not a Christian. We’re not going to fix you up and tell you that everything’s all right. It isn’t all right. That word “perish” is in John 3:16. Don’t overlook that. Perish is there.  But it’s there after the word “love.” Perish, that’s there. So, it isn’t all right. If you have sinned, and you haven’t come to Christ in believing surrender, it isn’t all right. You shall perish most surely.

But no matter how bad or how far away from God, and how often you have failed Him, and how many lies you’ve told Him, or how terrible you’ve been, or how no good you feel you are; I have the word for you. You do matter. God is concerned. God isn’t happy about you. He says, “Come home, and let whoever heareth and say, “come, whoever will, let him come. Sinner man, sinner woman, you can come, you can. God waits to receive you. Just as I am without one plea, but that Thy blood was shed for me. And that Thou biddest me come to Thee, O Lamb of God I come, I come. Those that have known you, know your dirty temper, known your impossible disposition, known your past and have no faith in you. They can keep you out. For they don’t have the keys of death and hell. They can’t keep you out. And that every cop in town that has once been on your trail, they can’t keep you out. Because, there’s One to whom you matter so much, that He gave His only Son.