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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.

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“The Once-born and the Twice-Born”

Sunday, February 7, 1954

John 3:7-11

We have read the three opening verses of the third chapter of John at least three times, so I’m not going to read them again tonight. Only this one, verse seven, to sort of get started. Jesus said, marvel not that I said unto thee, ye must be born again. I gather from this, marvel not that I say to you, you must be born again, that I gather that there must be good sound reasons back at all and that there isn’t anything strange or astonishing about it, and that it’s quite an order and reasonable and logical. And I want to talk about that tonight.

But let me begin by saying that this teaching of our Lord is more than teaching. It is of vital and far-reaching importance, so important that it would be difficult to overstate that importance. Sometimes we can exaggerate when we make statements. By using a superlative, we can go too far and be guilty of exaggeration. But it would be difficult to exaggerate this, the vital importance of a teaching of our Lord in the opening verses of John 3. It is wholly revolutionary, more revolutionary than any teaching of any religion in the world. It is sharply classifying. It distinguishes, it excludes, and it includes, it classifies men and it distinguishes men from each other. And it excludes certain men and includes certain other ones.

And I say that it differs from all other religious teaching, in that it is more than religious teaching. It did not originate with the Teacher. It is not a pattern of truth woven out of many threads as most religious teaching is. And it is not and does not represent simply the highest and finest and noblest thoughts of a lofty soul woven together. It is not anything like that. It is rather practical reporting. When a man goes to Asia or Washington or London as a reporter and he sends back what he has seen and heard, we do not say this is the teaching of this man. We say this is factual reporting.

And Jesus said in the 11th verse of this chapter, we speak, that we do know, and testify that we have seen. He there took upon Himself the character of a reporter. And he said, I am reporting to you what I know and have seen. So you see, it is not pieced out teaching. It is reporting. It is a report to men on earth what He, the Lord of Heaven, had seen and heard and knew while He was in Heaven. For no man ascended up to Heaven, save the Son of Man, who has come down from Heaven. And this teaching is what He saw. He is telling us on earth what He saw in Heaven, and a lot of people don’t accept it. He said, if I have told you earthly things and you do not believe, then how shall you believe if I tell you of heavenly things. No man hath ascended up to Heaven, but He that came down from heaven, even the Son of Man which is in heaven. That was His explanation when Nicodemus asked, how can these things be? He said, this is not teaching merely, this is reporting. I am telling you what I know and what I have seen.

And He says that this is to be believed or rejected by everyone. And it will be believed or rejected depending upon our opinion of the One who does the reporting. He said, there are those who will not believe my testimony that I give coming down from Heaven. They will not believe what I tell them that I saw and the way I know things to be. They won’t believe it and they will reject it. And there will be two reasons for it. One will be that they love the earth and sin too well, and the other, that they will have no confidence in the One who is reporting. That is unbelief in the Savior, the Son of God.

We usually don’t know that unbelief is not a failure of the mind to function. It is not simply a weakness in the department of our credulity. It is an opinion of a man. When we do not believe in Jesus, we have an opinion of Jesus, and that opinion, prevents us from believing. A man Goes to Washington, and sees and hears, and comes back and reports in the newspaper or wires it in, and we shrug it off. It is not because we’re unable to understand it, nor would it be because we have some psychological weakness. It is because we have no confidence in the reporter. We say we don’t believe that man. He has a reputation for misunderstanding or misrepresenting, and reproducing things that never were said and we don’t accept it.

Now, our Lord said in these chapters, these verses which I read to you before that that is exactly what takes place when His message is proclaimed. There are those who said it to their seal, that God is true, and they believe this message. There are those who deny that God is true, or at least that Jesus Christ is God’s Son. And they doubt the veracity of the reporter, and refuse to accept the reporter’s record.

Now we want to break down what our Lord said here, that that I have said before is introductory too. This which I shall now say about the new birth, our Lord talked about. We’ll break it down in the light of Scripture, not holding entirely to these verses, but going elsewhere in the Bible, and show what our Lord taught here, and what is back of this all. So, that it may be said, marvel not that I said unto you, you must be born again. In the light of Scripture, there is nothing strange about it. It’s quite normal. It’s sound, philosophically. I want you to take a notebook if you don’t have a good memory. And I want you to put down five, well, really four items here. And these items are contrasts. As for instance, where our Lord says, that which is born of the flesh is flesh, and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit. There’s what I mean by a contrast. And I give you four contrasts here which are taught in the Bible, taught here by our Savior and also taught by the apostles elsewhere in the Scriptures.

First, that there are two heads of the human race. There is that first Adam, the first head of the race, the head of the natural race. How it says in 1 Corinthians 15:22, For as in Adam all die, so in Christ shall all be made alive. Showing that in Adam, who is the head of the race, all died. And in Romans 5, it tells us even more plainly this thing. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll read quite an extended passage here for what I could read would be more beneficial than what I could say. The man of God, the same Paul wrote Corinthians is writing and he says this, Wherefore, as by one man, sin entered into the world, and death by sin, so death passed upon all men for that all have sinned. Nevertheless, death reigned from Adam to Moses, even over them that had not sinned after the likeness of Adam’s transgression, who was the figure of Him that was to come. Adam was a figure of the Christ who was to come, being the head of the old race. And not so as it was by one that sinned, so is the gift. For the judgment was by one to condemnation, but the free gift is of many offenses under justification. For if by one man’s offense, death reined by one, much more they which receive abundance of grace and of the gift of righteousness, shall reign in life by One, Jesus Christ. Therefore, by the offensive of one, judgment came upon all men to condemnation. Even so, by the righteousness of One, the free gift came upon all men, the justification of life.

That’s familiar reading, for what it teaches here is, that there are two heads of the race. There is Adam, the head of the natural race, who is the forefather of us all. And we are his natural children, born by natural generation. And then there is a second head of the human race, which is Christ, the last Adam, Head of the redeemed human race. And we read about that many places, but we read about it in 1 Corinthians 15:44, I think it is or 49, where it says that it has sown a natural body and raised a spiritual body, for there is a natural body and there’s a spiritual body, as it is written, the first man Adam was made a living soul and the last Adam was made a quickening spirit. There you will have the contrast between the two heads of the human race. Adam, the head of the natural human race, and Christ, the head of the spiritual human race, for He was and is a quickening Spirit.

The first man is of the earth, earthy, and the second man is the Lord from heaven. Now, that’s what the Holy Ghost teaches here regarding the two heads of the human race. And so, for the present, we have two human races. You know, this sounds like Russellism, or Eddyism or something else, because it’s so little heard in the churches. The very bringing of it before an audience puts one on the defensive. You say to yourself, now wait a minute, I hadn’t heard this before, hadn’t heard this preached. People aren’t preaching it, but it’s here. And it is the reason our Lord could say, don’t marvel at the thought that I said, that you must be born again. For there’s a reason back of it all. There’s a sound philosophy that rests the mind. One of the reasons is that there are two human races, that there is the race that is in Adam and there’s the race that is in Christ. There is that which is of earth and that which is of heaven. There is that which stems from Adam the first and there’s that which stems from Adam the second.

Now, these two human races are coexisting and commingling. The ones that belong to the first Adam are human beings of everywhere, and the ones that belong to the other, they are the new ones who are created in Christ Jesus unto good works. If any man be in Christ, he is a new creation. And thus, he has a new head which is Jesus Christ, the Lord. Adam is no longer his head. He does not go back to Adam. He goes back to Christ. He does not take his life from Adam. He takes his life from Christ. And he gets his likeness from Christ and not from Adam, for Christ is the new head of the new creation and of those that are born of the Spirit.

Now, these two human races coexisting in the world, that’s the trouble, the reason for persecution and trouble, religious trouble, because in every city, there are two human races. There are, in the city of Chicago. There’s that part of the human race or that block that belongs to Adam that grew out of Adam, and stemmed down from Adam, was born once of Adam’s seed, and so it’s Adam’s race. And commingling and coexisting along with that race. there is a smaller race in this same city, living in houses, eating regular food, doing work, driving automobiles, talking on telephones, and paying bills, and doing everything that the old Adam’s race does. But lo and behold, mystery of mysteries, something wonderful has happened to that group. They look like the others, but they’re not. They can hardly be distinguished, but they’re different from the others in that the others are born of Adam’s seed, and no more; and this other race is rescued from Adam’s seed and born into the kingdom of God. So, that leads us to two kingdoms coexisting also, the kingdom of the flesh, and the kingdom of the Spirit, which we also call the Kingdom of God.

Now, this kingdom of the flesh is the realm inhabited by Adam’s descendants. And these descendants of Adam are related by blood and by common origin. Do you know, I said here a long time ago, and I just got it off a tape on to type here the other day, and I was rather shocked at what I had said, but I edited it and left it in to shock me, it probably shocked you, and it might as well shock your readers to what I said was that I believe in the brotherhood of man. And I know that some would faint immediately and want to be carried out, and would have be brought to by strong smelling salts, to have any man say that he believes in the brotherhood of man, but I do. I believe there is a universal brotherhood of the once-born. And then I believe in a universal brotherhood of the twice born, where our modernistic and liberal friends make their mistake is they do not distinguish between the twice born and the ones born. They make a universal brotherhood then say everybody is in, then Jesus Christ makes a universal brotherhood and says everybody is out, except them that are born in.  There’s the difference. The liberal says, I believe in the brotherhood of man; and all that universal brotherhood are children of God. Jesus Christ says, there is a universal brotherhood of the flesh, that which is born of the flesh is flesh. And no man will ever enter into the Kingdom, except he gets in by a birth.

So, I do believe in the universal brotherhood of man, the universal brotherhood of fallen man. And then I said, and I repeat now, that I believe in the fatherhood of God. Do you know, the modernists have labeled that and have taken it to themselves so that we shrug our shoulders and refuse to accept the fatherhood of God. But I believe in the fatherhood of God, not the fatherhood of God over the whole race of Adam, for that not so, but the fatherhood of God over them that are born anew, that are saved. The Christians have God for a Father. The man in the old world who is born of Adam, has Adam for his father, not God. God created Adam and Adam had progeny. And their whole world is populated with the progeny of Adam, who are universal brothers descended from one ancient father, but not children of God. But, when we enter the kingdom of God and are made children of the Most High, then we enter a new brotherhood, the brotherhood of the redeemed of which God is Father and Jesus Christ is the Head.

Now these two kingdoms I say, there’s a kingdom of the flesh inhabited by Aaron’s descendants, and they’re related by blood and by common origin. They are separated also, by color, and language, and minor racial marks. The human race is united by blood and common origin, but as we see it scattered over the earth, it is separated by color and language, and minor racial marks. Some sub-races of the human race have long heads. What did they used to call those in biology?  Here I go, again, the long heads and the narrow heads, Nordic type. Yeah, that’s what I thought. But anyhow, we’ve been out of schools so long we forget the terminology, but it has to do with the shape of their heads. Welsh people, for instance, have a certain shaped head in the sciences. They talk about the shape of a Welchman’s head. He has a certain racial head, and Dutch people have a head. I tell them sometimes they come into the world with wooden heads and wooden shoes. But anyway, they have a certain racial trait. You can pretty near always tell them; tell the Anglo Saxons by the shape of their heads and a few other traits.

And so, the human race is united by blood. But it’s divided by language, and time and space, and racial characteristics and the color of the skin and the shape and slant of the eyes, and the hair, whether it’s blonde, curly, or what it is. But they’re all nevertheless sons of Adam. And they’re all of one blood that inhabit the face of the Earth, says the Holy Ghost in the Bible. So, there is a unity of the whole human race. And there is also minor divisions in the whole human race, racial divisions, and linguistic divisions, and color divisions.

Now, there are also differences, these are minor. There are differences of cultural level. There are some of you that never had lorgnette in your eye, and never will have, thank God. And there are others in the city of Chicago that do. There are some that say I wouldn’t go “either.” But there are others that wouldn’t be caught dead saying “either” either. They are more cultured. And so, they use a word that doesn’t exist, “either.” I go along with the Irishman. They say, that which is right, either or either and he said, neither. I accept that definition myself, and neither. Well, there are differences in cultural level, and differences in education, and differences in advancement of scientific achievement and degree of civilization.

They have what they call the Stone Age. That was the age when the only weapons they had, the only machinery they had, were made of stones. Then came the Iron Age. It advanced a little, and then the age of steel. And now we’ve come to the age of the atom. But it’s all Adams race nevertheless. He can ride in a plane, or ride on a wheelbarrow. It’s the same old son of Adam. He’s just the same and he isn’t a bit improved over what he was before. He can say either or neither, or neither, or neither. And it’s all the same. He is still a son of Adam. He’s just the same as he was before. There are differences among the sons of Adam, but they’re all one, in that they are all sons of Adam, and they inhabit the kingdom of the flesh.

Then, there’s the kingdom of the Spirit. Sometimes I say, called the Kingdom of God. And it’s inhabited by the Spirit-born. And they are separated just as we have separations in Adam’s kingdom, the kingdom of the flesh, linguistic and color and shape of head and so on, separating group from groups; so we in the kingdom of God, certain separations too. For instance, the Brother talked this morning about language barriers. There are Christians that are kept apart by language barriers. The only two words they know that are alike are amen and Hallelujah, like in all the languages, but they kept apart. And then there is space that keeps God’s people apart. On the day of Pentecost, they were all of one accord in one place. That would be totally impossible now to get all the church together in one place. There are too many of us. There isn’t any stadium in the world big enough to hold all the redeemed people of God. They’re a company that no man can number, and you cannot get them; spatially, it’s impossible to get all God’s people together.

And then, we don’t live together in time either. Some are already dead. Some have been dead a long time. And if Jesus tarries, some Christians are not yet born. So, there’s a time division, and there’s a space separation. And then there are all the little incidental separations. For instance, you’re a Lutheran and you’re born again and brought up and really a Christian in the Lutheran Church. And by a certain narrow, limited view of things, maybe you don’t know there are any other kinds of Christians at all. And one Baptist man said down in the South, he said, I never have gone to any other church in my life except the Baptist church. He didn’t know what he was missing. There are other Christians here and there, so that we may not mingle with certain other truly born-again people, inhabiting the same spiritual kingdom we do, because we can’t speak their language, they’re dead before we were born, we’ll die before they’re born, or they’re across another part of the world, or they belong to some remote denomination that we don’t mingle with. And so, we just don’t get together, but there are nevertheless a people, extant, inhabiting a Kingdom, born of the Spirit into the spiritual Kingdom, of which Jesus Christ is the Head of which God in Heaven is the Father.

So, just as the one human race, one human race, one kingdom of Adam, one kingdom of the flesh is scattered every place. We have a hermit in a cave, who never mingles with it, but he belongs to it. We have the Egyptians who died and gone long ago. And they had never heard of us. We only hear of them in history, but it’s all the same race, same people, born of the same flesh, all descended from the same man.

And there’s the kingdom of the Spirit, I say. And there are those who say that if all Christians are supposed to be together in one denomination, or one religious front. And certainly, divisions are terribly to be deplored between Christians that they know they are divided, but you can’t help but to have certain divisions between Christians. It’s impossible. We’re scattered all over the face of the earth. We never see each other’s faces of at all, but yet, in spite of those temporary and surface separations, we’re all one; united by birth out of one Spirit, baptism into one Spirit, membership in one Body, with one Father, and one Savior, and one Lord, and one Bridegroom, and one heaven toward which we’re moving. So, instead of sneering at the song, we are not divided, all one body, we all that one in hope and doctrine, one in charity. Instead of making a wry face, let’s thank God that it’s true. Let’s thank God that it’s true, that there is a kingdom composed of those who belong to the spiritual world, and they are all one and they are undivided. And Jesus said that they all may be one. And so we are one, just as the human race is one. The human race is all one.

I preached three days at Fort Wayne last week at the Fort Wayne Bible college. And there I saw predominantly German people. Predominantly German names. A young lady sang a solo named Miss Nieunswander. No Irishman there. And so, Germans, Germans, but along with those Germans and sitting right down in the front seat, there were young men and women from Hawaii. They didn’t look like the Germans at all. But nevertheless, the Germans and the Hawaiians are all one flesh and of one blood. Not a one language, not a one color, not a one height, but of one blood.

In the city of Chicago tonight, there are probably people from every nationality all over the wide world. And they’re separated by language barriers. And outside of a little broken English, they could not communicate at all with each other. But they are brothers. In that they all descended from one seed. And they’re all of one blood on the face of the earth. Separated maybe, maybe warring against each other, but one blood. And in that glorious Kingdom, the kingdom of the Father, there is also a redeemed and renewed race, dwelling and they are all one. One not by blood, one not by flesh at all, but one in Spirit. One in being born of one Father, of one Spirit, and baptized into one body. Now, I’ve repeated that three or four times, I want it to sink in. I’m not out to deliver an oration, but to give you truth, which I want you to take home with you.

So, there are the two kingdoms. And again, we have two births. I have already mentioned that, and we will be as brief as we can. But there are two births, that which is born of the flesh. What does Jesus Christ say about that which is born of the flesh. He settles it forever in two words, and puts a period down and turned around, and walks away from it, and leaves it there forever. What does He say, that which is born of the flesh, is flesh. I don’t know any more terrible thing to say than that. And if all the workers of the world were to get busy and call to their command the finest language that the races and nations know, they could not add anything to the finality, the fatal finality of that expression. That which is born of the flesh, what Lord? What is flesh and He turned around and left it there. And that which is born of the flesh, can never be anything but flesh. It can never cross over into the kingdom of the Spirit. And not all the religious education you can give it won’t cross it over into the kingdom of the Spirit. And not all of the discipline and teaching and instruction and education you can give the flesh won’t make spirit out of it. Though we have all the reasoning of Plato, flesh still remains flesh. We have all the art of Michelangelo, and flesh is still flesh. We may have all the music of Beethoven. Flesh is still flesh. And though we have the genius of an Edison, and though we have the strange, sheer penetrating abilities of a scientist like Pasteur that could make it possible for a man bitten by a rabid dog to get well again, it’s still flesh that gets well. Or if it didn’t, it would be flesh the died. 

Though we have an Einstein, whose amazing mind could penetrate down and down and back into the dark, unseeing and unseen recesses of the atom and could lay the foundation for the physicist who came and has brought us the H-bomb and the cobalt bomb and the a-bomb. Though we have all that genius, Edison was flesh and Pasteur was flesh and Einstein is flesh, and Beethoven is flesh, and Plato is flesh and the learned societies of the world, they’re flesh, and the great operatic societies are flesh. And the great literary societies, they’re flesh, and the great libraries are flesh. That which is born of the flesh, is flesh. And, you can’t by any means known to mortal man, bring the flesh across into the Spirit.

Then, there is that which is born of the Spirit. And that birth is a new creation, just as the first birth is a new creation. Mr. and Mrs. Jones lived at 1721 North Boulevard. You go down to see them. They’re there. And you go back in a year and you sit talking with them and you ask, what is that I hear? She smiles and gets up and says, that’s Junior. He’s waking up for his bottle. Junior? Why, I was here a year ago and there was no Junior. No, the Junior has come around since that. A new creation, where’d he come from? I don’t know. I have no remote idea. I only know God Almighty made him and he is lying in there now begging for a bottle. A new creation has come, a creation that is flesh. And that which is born of the flesh is flesh.

But, when we’re born of the Spirit, there’s another birth that’s also a new creation. It is just as real and just as literal, and just as actual as the first birth. And I am sure I’m sure that when Jesus Christ said to Ananias, Ananias, go down to the Straight Street and ask for a man name, Simon the tanner. There is something down at his house. Lord, what is down at his house? I’ve been down there. There’s nothing down there. Oh, yes, there’s somebody down there that’s praying. But Lord, a year ago, there was nobody down there that prayed. I know. But there’s has been something that happened since. But a man named Paul, and Paul is down there. And he was born since that time, and he’s down there and he’s a praying man. Go down there and pray for him that he might receive his sight. A new creation has taken place. And Paul wrote, that if any man be in Christ Jesus, he’s a new creation. He knew what he was talking about. There was a new man down there, so that there are two births. There is the birth that makes us flesh and puts us in the body of Adam. And makes us inhabitants of the kingdom of Adam. There is a birth which is of the Spirit and puts us into the Kingdom of God and makes God our Father and Christ our Head.

Didn’t I say to begin with that Jesus Christ classifies and distinguishes and excludes and includes, destiny and fate, and Heaven and Hell right on every classification. We had better listen to Him. We better stop fooling with our religion. We better stop coming to church to hear the music, and pay no attention to the truth preached. We better get down to business on this. For that which is born of the flesh is flesh. And there are two destinies, that which is born of the flesh remains flesh, and that which is of the Spirit has another destiny all together.

Now it says in Daniel 12:2, they that sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to eternal life and some to shame and everlasting contempt. There’s your division again. There’s your classification. There’s your inclusion, your exclusion. There is the sharp distinguishing of the Spirit of God. There are two destinies in eternal life. You know I don’t preach very much about Heaven. I don’t know much about heaven. I read about it and I like to sing and read over all the long verses of the Celestial City, Bernard’s conception of Heaven, being founded upon the Scriptures. But I don’t know too much about Heaven. But there is that which God calls, Eternal Life. It is the kingdom where those that lived who have life eternal. It is the Kingdom of the Father. It is the Kingdom of God. It is the Kingdom of Life. And all that are born the second time, who inhabit the spiritual kingdom, and are members of the new body of which Christ is the head. their destiny is to enjoy eternally, that Eternal Life.

I remember when I was a young preacher, we used to sing a rather morbid, but pleasant little, old number. There’s no Disappointment in Heaven. Have you ever heard it? There’s no disappointment in heaven, no poverty, sorrow nor pain. And I liked it. Because it was better than nothing, but it certainly couldn’t compare with many of the great hymns on Heaven, but at least it did lift our hearts to remember that there is a place called Eternal Life. Now, God sometimes uses that expression. Paul says unto eternal life, sort of making eternal life synonymous with all the immortality, and the brightness, and the deathlessness, and the painlessness, and the cheerlessness, and the joy that is the saints throughout all the years, and eons that lie ahead, world without end the city upon which the sun will never go down. For the sun is the Lamb and the Lamb is the light thereof. And the destiny of the twice born is Heaven. The destiny of the twice born is eternal life, in that heaven of life, presided over by the Lord of Life, and surrounded with the life of God. This is the destiny of the twice born.

And then it says, those others, shame and everlasting contempt. Now, I hope we get this straight, that those who are of the old Adam and are brothers in a fallen race, the Scripture says shame and everlasting contempt is theirs in the day when they rise from the dust of the earth. They that now inhabit the old kingdom, they have the money. They have a good bit of the education. They usually run things, these sons of Adam, these strong bulls of Bashan; they push in and the meek Christian quietly lets them push and sometimes, I think too much so. And they take over, and they buy us and sell us, and they tell us how much taxes we pay and they tell us when we pay them. And they run us more or less because there’s more of them, and they’re more aggressive. They’re extroverts, they’re pushers. And they shove us out of the trough with their long horns and they take over and the humble Christian takes what is left and comforts himself that the meek shall inherit the earth after that bulls of Bashan get done with it, and the Lord renovates it and cleanses it. And they take over, these great, strong extroverted fellows. And we wear the clothes they decide we’re to wear. And the wicked old Frenchman over in Paris, tell you women up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, and you slavishly follow them and do exactly what you’re told and then give a reason and say, why I know, they’re short because you get more sun. And then later, down, down because you do what you’re told to do. And I’m not scolding you. I didn’t design this. This they tell me is the result of TV. They make them like that because they show on TV. I don’t know. I just go buy them or get them given to me.

But anyhow, we’re all the sons in one sense of the whole world. And naturally, we’re pushed around and dictated to and ignored and tramped over and voted down and lied to and deceived and sold gold bricks, and we don’t dare fight back. We just have to wait until the day when God will judge the heart of every man by my gospel. But in the meantime, we’re living in another world too. We’re living on two levels at once the level of Adam, but we didn’t stop there. We were born up on to another level. And that’s the level of the Spirit, and there we meet and mingle with all the good saints down the years.

I believe in the communion of saints says the Apostles Creed. What does it mean? It means that I have a level in my life where I am one with all that have gone on before me, all who have gone before. My days among the Dead are spent around thee I behold, Where my roving eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old, said Lamb in his library. Reach up and pull down Plato. Reach over here, pull down Aristotle. Reach over here and pull down Jonathan Swift. Reach over here and pull down Shakespeare. He was communing with the mighty minds of old.

I’ve got something better than that. I can pick up a hymn book. And I can commune with the mighty minds of old. Here they are, these saints of God. Here’s one by Gypsy Smith and here’s one by Mrs. Morrison, that good holiness woman and here’s one by good old John Keeble. And here’s one by Joseph Heart, and here’s one by Ellerton and old John Fossett and Benjamin Schmoke translated into English. Here they are, where my rolling eyes are cast, around me I behold the mighty souls that have lived. And it’s not only in my imagination that I commune with him, but in my heart, I commune with them, and in my spirit, I commune with them.

I had the pleasure of preaching to a bishop when I was down in Fort Wayne. And he sat there just like anybody else. And I felt a kinship with him the brother. I felt a kinship. He was a bishop and I wasn’t, but I felt there was a certain likeness there, because he was born again. I know he was by his language. Bishops can get born again too and he was. He was born again. He was a real Christian. And I felt a sense of similarity there, a rapport; a tuning in with another soul. God’s people, have this future, and the poor souls outside of Christ, shame and everlasting contempt.

You see now, don’t you friends. That this that I’ve given you tonight, is not just religious teaching, not just the finest thoughts Jesus could bring and put down here that I’ve commented on, but it’s the way things are really. It’s the way you will find them to be when you come to investigate. It’s the way you will find them to be at last when you come to die. It’s the way things are really. It’s the way Christ saw them and knew them to be in Heaven and came and reported to us, that there were two heads of the race; two kingdoms in which those two groups move, but they co-mingle and live concurrently, and sometimes you can’t distinguish one from the other.

There’s an accident on the street. And the man is found lying badly injured. You don’t know whether he’s a Christian or not. You can’t distinguish him from from a sinner. Two shall be working in the field. One shall be taken, another left. Two women shall be grinding at the mill, one shall be taken and the other left. Two shall be sleeping in the same bed, one shall be taken and another left. And the man down the street didn’t know which was a Christian maybe. But God knew that two people live in the same house and live clean, and both go to church, and maybe nobody will know which is born again, which isn’t. If they both live reasonably right and that often takes place, often is true. Our Heavenly Father knows. He knows whether that soul is born into His Kingdom or not. He knows whether that soul inhabits Adam’s old world or the new Kingdom of the Spirit. He knows. Christ saw it and we’ll see it in that day.

And now do you in the light of all of this not value the invitation our Lord gives? Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy-laden. Or the exhortation He gives, marvel not that I say unto you, ye must be born again. For unless you should be born again, you shall not see the Kingdom of God. These are not credo statements. These are reports on solid, serious things. Shall we not tonight think this over? I want to ask you bluntly. Where do you live? To whom do you owe allegiance? Where’s the source of your life? Where do you classify? According to the factual statements of our Savior, where do you classify? Whose child are you? To what race do you belong? What destiny is before you? But I’m not as good as that fellow. I have not said a word about that. I ask you, to what kingdom do you belong? Who is your father? Which level of the human race do you inhabit? Which kingdom do you dwell in? Which creation is it, the old or the new?

You had better think that over very seriously, very seriously, because that can be most important. And what I’ve given you tonight is the very essence of the Christian teaching, the very essence of the Christian teaching, held in some form by every evangelical church from the day Paul founded his first church. So we better take this seriously friends and ask ourselves the question, who’s my father? Where do I live? What level am I on? To whom do I owe allegiance? God help us.

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“Faith, as Confidence in God”

Sunday evening, August 21, 1955

John 14:13, 14 & 1 John 5:14

Tonight, I want to read two verses from John 14 and then turn to John’s first epistle and read a passage. John 14:13 and 14, whatsoever ye shall ask in my name, that will I do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son. If ye shall ask anything in my Name, I will do it. Well, that’s what John records Jesus as having said. Then in 1 John, the same man is writing, but now writing out of Divine inspiration and writing in line with what our Lord said, these words, this is the confidence that we have In Him, that if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us. And if we know that He hears us, whatsoever we asked, we know that we have the petitions that we desired of Him.

You will note a similarity in the language, in the phrasing, in the emotional mood of the two passages. John was the author of the last one and he quoted our Lord as having spoken the first passage. So I want to talk tonight about faith as confidence in God. And this may have a familiar ring in as much as it will constitute my philosophy of faith, and it is of course among evangelicals a theme that we like to dwell on.

Now, John says that Jesus said that whatsoever we ask in His name, He would do. Then he says that we have this assurance, that if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us and if He hears us, we have the petition we desired of Him. Now, let me say this to begin, that there is a great deal of praying being done among us that doesn’t amount to anything, that is futile and never brings back anything to us. There is no good possible that can come with trying to cover this up or attempting to deny it. We will do a great lot better by admitting that there is enough prayer made any Sunday to save the whole world or four or five suburbs of the world. But the world isn’t saved. And much of our praying is simply an echo. The only thing that comes back to us is the echo of our own voice.

Now this has a very injurious effect upon the church of Christ. Not only injurious, but sometimes disastrous. There are about six things that unanswered prayer does in a congregation over an extended period. It tends to chill and discourages the praying people. If we continued to ask and ask and ask like a petulant child that doesn’t expect to get what it asks for, but continues to whine for it, we continue to do that and never get an answer. The temptation is that we will get chilled and cold inside of our hearts and get discouraged. And then it confirms the natural unbelief of the human heart for, remember this, the human heart by nature is filled with unbelief. It was unbelief that led to the first act of disobedience. Therefore, not disobedience, but unbelief was the first thing. While disobedience is the first recorded sin, back of the act of disobedience was the sin of unbelief, or the disobedience would never have taken place.

So, to pray and pray and have a church pray; pray for her sick and have them stay sick or die; pray for deliverance and never get it; pray for a thousand things and never see one of them brought to pass, I say the effect is to confirm the natural unbelief in the human breast.

And then, it encourages the idea that religion is unreal. And a great many people have the idea that religion is unreal. It is a subjective thing, purely, and there is nothing real about it. There is nothing to which you can be referred. If I use the word “horse,” everybody’s mind immediately jumps to a large animal with short hair and ears that stand-up, intelligence face, fast on its feet and powerful. Everybody knows what the word “horse” means because our English word “horse” has a reference, something to which the word refers. If I use the word “lake,” everybody thinks of a large body of water. If I use the word “star,” everybody thinks of a heavenly body. But we can use the word “faith” and belief in God and Heaven and all His works, and there is nothing to which it refers. They’re just words, like pixies and fairies and such things. And that encourages that false idea in our hearts when we pray and pray and pray and get no answers.

And then it gives plenty of occasion to the Enemy to blaspheme. The Enemy loves to blaspheme. He is a dirty-mouth, obscene blasphemer.  I don’t like to abuse the Devil. I don’t like to even abuse the Devil, but I have a lot of secret sympathy though I wouldn’t myself use it. But I have a lot of secret sympathy for that rough old Irishman William Nicholson, who calls the Devil a dirty old pig. And he is just that, an obscene old pig. He loves to blaspheme, and if he can get a lot of Christians howling to the high heaven for weeks on end, and then see to it that they never get an answer. I don’t know what he says, but I know what he says has moral obscenity in it and he blasphemes God.

And worst of all practically is the enemy in possession of the field. The failure of a military drive when it wants fails, and worst part is not the men they lose. The worst part is not the face they lose. The worst part of the failure of a military drive is that it leaves the enemy in possession of the field. And when the people of God pray and pray and get nowhere, it leaves the enemy in possession of the field. My listening people, this is in itself a tragedy and a disaster. The Devil should be on the run. We should never see anything but the back of his neck. He should be always retreating and retreating and his worst fighting should be rear guard action. A scorched earth policy, burning and destroying as he goes, but always on the run.

Instead of that, the obscene and blasphemous Enemy, smugly and scornfully hold this position. The people of God let him have it, and as of course, retards the work of the Lord greatly. Having no prayers answered, having prayer sent up to having to come back empty. It is like sending an army out without weapons. It is like setting a pianist down to a piano without fingers. It is like sending a woodsman into the woods without an axe or is like sending a farmer into the field without a plow. And the work of God stands still.

Now, Jesus said anything we would ask in His name we could have it. John said, this is the confidence, the boldness, the assurance we have. I’m not adding words. Our English tongue is a very highly versatile, almost volatile tongue. We can say anything we want to say. It is the richest of all the languages because it has received tributaries from everywhere. But our difficulty is that sometimes we have to use a half dozen words to mean as much as one word means in another language. And so when the Holy Ghost said, this is the confidence we have in Him, that word confidence, our English word “confidence” is not enough, so the translators call it, this is boldness we have in Him. And others say this is the assurance we have in Him. So, it takes the word confidence, boldness and assurance to mean what God meant when he said this is that which we should feel toward him.

Now, right here comes a parting of the way between the man of faith and the man of unfaith. For the man of unfaith rejects flatly this kind of teaching; that this is the confidence, that we have in God that if we ask anything according to His will, He will give it to us. The man of unfaith says that can’t be so, and they will not accept it, and he demands the proof of human reason.

Now, we’re going to leave aside a little for the moment the fact that unbelief is a moral thing. That it is not a mental thing at all, but a moral thing. Unbelief is always sinful because it always presupposes

an immoral condition of the heart before it can exist. Faith is not the failure of the mind to grasp the truth; it is not a bad conclusion drawn from logical premises. It is not the failure or unsoundness of a logical premise. It is a moral sin. But we’ll leave that aside for a little bit and simply say that the man of unfaith cannot understand the language that I’m giving you now. This is the confidence that we have in God that if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us. If you will ask anything in my Name, I will do it. He says, I got to have a reason for this, but a man of faith feels confident. The man of faith does not dare or rest upon human reason.

I have wondered sometimes why somebody hasn’t come out and said that I have used reason to prove that reason was no good. But here’s what I have done, I have used reason to do what reason can do, viz. and namely, to show that there are things that reason cannot do. I have never been against human reason. But I have been against human reason trying to do things that human reason is not qualified to do. I once more say to you that the great difference today in the world is not between the liberal and the fundamentalist, but the great gulf fixed today is between the evangelical rationalist and the evangelical mystic. The one who believes God and disbelieves human reason, and the one who believes that things of God can be proved by and grasped by human reason. I may not live to see it, but some of you younger people will live to see that I was right in what I’m saying. We have evangelical rationalists that insist upon trying to reduce everything down to where it can be explained and proved. And the result is we have rationalized faith and we have pulled Almighty God down to the low level of human reason.

There are some things human reason cannot do. You can use human reason to discredit human reason. Anything that human reason can do, I’m for it. You have a can opener in your house and what woman doesn’t. You don’t use it to mend your little boy’s stocking. You use it to open cans. Your husband has a hammer and saw. He doesn’t use them to paper the wall of the living room. He uses it to cut boards and pound nails. Everything was created for a purpose. And I claim that there are some things human reason can’t do. Human reason and faith lie not contrary to each other, but one lies above the other. Faith, when we’re believers, we enter another world all together; a realm that is infinitely above “little Reason.” My thoughts are not your thoughts nor My way is your way. High as the heaven is above the earth, so great are the thoughts of God above the thoughts of man. Faith never goes contrary to reason. Faith simply ignores reason and rises above it. Reason could not tell us that Jesus Christ should be born in the Virgin Mary, but faith knows He was. Reason cannot prove that Jesus took upon Him the form of a man and died under the sins of the world, but faith knows that He did. Reason cannot prove that on the third day He rose from the dead, but faith knows that He did, for faith is an organ of knowledge.

You see, there are fundamental rationalists that say the human brain alone is an organ of knowledge. They forget there are at least two other organs of knowledge. Feeling is an organ of knowledge too. All the reason in the world couldn’t tell you the temperature was 98 today, but you felt that it was didn’t you?  I did, even I can stand the heat like a lizard but I’ve had enough of this. I know that it was hot today. I have an organ of knowledge, feeling. A young man loves a young woman. How does he know it? Did he read the Encyclopedia Britannica and reason to it? No, he listened to the ticking of his own heart. He knows it by feeling. Feeling is an organ of knowledge, and reason is an organ of knowledge, and faith is an organ of knowledge and we’ve got to believe that. Reason cannot say Jesus rose from the dead. Faith knows He did. Reason cannot say He sits at the right hand of God the Father Almighty, for reason doesn’t know, but faith knows that He did. Reason cannot say, He shall come to judge the quick and the dead, but faith knows that He’ll come. Reason cannot say my sins are all gone, but faith knows they’re gone. It’s all down the line, faith is an organ of reason and the man is an organ of knowledge.  

And the man who believes he’s having knowledge that the man who merely thinks, can’t possibly have. Poor little old brains and come staggering along behind like a little boy trying to keep up with the Dad. Coming along on his little, short stubby legs trying to reason. That’s why in the New Testament the word “wonder” appears “and they wondered at Him and they wondered at Him and they all marveled. Faith was going ahead doing wonders and reason was coming along wide-eyed marveling. That’s always the way it should be, but nowadays we send reason a little ahead on a little, short legs and faith never follows. Nobody marvels because we can explain the whole business. I claim that a Christian is a miracle and then just the moment you can explain a Christian, you have no Christian left anymore.

Some of you may have read William James’ “Varieties of Religious Experience.” I have read it two or three times. It’s helpful to me because I’m a man of faith. But William James did this, he tried to psychologize the wonders of God working in the human breast. But when the early disciples were on Solomon’s Porch in prayer and praise, people stood awestruck and joined themselves to them. And the real Christian is somebody that cannot be explained by human reason. Something happened that psychology cannot explain. And faith is the highest kind of reason after all. Or faith goes straight into the presence of God and goes behind the veil, for also our Lord Jesus Christ has gone, our Forerunner for us, and engages God Almighty and reaches that for which he was created, and communes with the source of his Being and loves the fountain of his life and prays to that One that begot him and knows that God that made Heaven and Earth. He may not be an astronomer, but he knows that God who made the stars. He may not be a physicist, but he knows the God who made mathematics. There may be many technical and local bits of knowledge he doesn’t have, but he knows the God of all knowledge and enters in past the veil into the Presence and stands hushed and wide-eyed and gazes and gazes and gazes upon the wonders of Diety. Faith takes him there. Reason cannot disprove anything that faith does, but reason can never do it.

Some of you, my dear friends, may have wondered why a few weeks ago, I sat down and took my pen in hand and wrote a tongue in cheek, half humorous, half ironic review of the book, “Prior Claim” because it is all going in the wrong direction. It is supporting the Bible by reason. It’s coming to the help of God Almighty by a few scientific facts. No, my Brethren, good men are doing it, better men than I, but they’re wrong. Not all the scientific facts ever assembled in any university of the world can support one spiritual fact, because you are in two different realms, two different worlds. One deals with reason, the other deals with faith. If the sun were to start rising in the West and go into the East, and if the Summer were to have no Fall but were suddenly plunged into Winter, and if the corn were to start growing down instead of up, and if the goony birds were all to start laying eggs and hatching puppies out of them, it wouldn’t change my mind about God or the Bible. For my  faith in God is not dependent upon the support of scientific helps. We don’t even know if they have got their science straight in the first place.

Faith is an organ of knowledge. And, this is the confidence that we have in Him. Faith mounts up on its long, heavenly boots, up the mountain top, up toward the shining peak and says, if God says it, then I know it’s so. What? This is the confidence that we have in Him. Do you see, this is the confidence we have concerning Him.

Now you see, we’re dealing with Him. I don’t recommend we have faith in faith. There’s an awful lot of it going on these days; people have faith in faith. There are men going around preaching faith. No, I don’t preach faith, never, never did and so help me God, I’ll not start it now. I know better. Nobody ought to go around preaching faith. I’m not preaching faith tonight. The Bible says, this is the confidence that we have in Him. There’s the origin and source and foundation and resting place for all our faith. In that kingdom of faith, we’re dealing now with Him, with God Almighty, the One whose essential nature is holiness, the One who cannot lie, and the One before Whom goes faithfulness and truth. Faithfulness and truth I say go before Him. He can’t lie and we’re dealing with a Character, you see Brethren. Our confidence rises as the character of God becomes greater and more beautiful and more trustworthy.

Oh my, this thing of memorizing promises in order that we might have more faith. Now, I’m a memorizer. I’ve got a New Testament in cadence form and I have the Book of Psalms in long meter form, easy to memorize and I carry them around with me and memorize. So, I am a memorizer. I believe in it, strictly believe in it. But if we think that more verses will bring more faith, we’re on the wrong track. It won’t. Faith does not rest upon promises. Faith rests upon character. Faith rests upon the one who made the promise. It’s written of Abraham that he staggered not at the promises of God through unbelief, but waxed strong in faith giving glory to God. So, the glory went to God not to the promise. What’s the promise for? The promise is that I might know intelligently what to claim, and what direction to go, and what God planned for me, and what God will give me. Those are the promises. They’re the intelligent direction.

Suppose a man made a will. I was just thinking, if I made a will, all I would have to will to anybody would be some books, that’s it. Oh, there will be some household furniture, but not too much and not too expensive. There would be a few books, but that’d be it. I will to my so and so this book and it would be gone and that would be it. But suppose that I made a will and my heirs came in to listen to the reading of the will. And the Lawyer said, it says, I will to my son Lowell, a yacht in the Gulf of Mexico. I will do my son Stanley, a 100-acre estate in Florida. To my son Wendell, a uranium mine in Nevada. Everybody would say, well, the old men cracked up before he died. He doesn’t have a one of those things. He doesn’t own a one of them. He doesn’t have a toy sailboat from the ten-cent store. He doesn’t have a thing. He actually made a will with no character back of it. The old fellow had cracked up when he went. They would all smile and go out and say, well, that’s too bad. He was all right up to the time he made that will, but there was no character; nobody could make good on that will. But suppose some rich man makes a will. He dies and they call in the heirs and they read. It says, I will ten thousand dollars to this person. I will $100,000 to this one. I will $5,000 to this is my faithful servant. I will, so they say, it’s all right, he can make good. He’s a great businessman, a well-to-do man, a man that had the confidence of all the American business public. Everybody trusted him down to the last character you see. He makes the will in order that his heirs might know what they can claim. But his will is only as good as his character, and if he’s got no character or he’s as I pictured myself to be, penniless, then the will doesn’t mean a thing. I could promise a yacht, but I haven’t got a yacht. I could promise him an estate in Florida, but I don’t have an estate in Florida. I just have a duck that remembers me with a lot of gratitude. I fed ducks when I was down there. I sat on the bank and fed ducks the time you sent me down there to rest. But I have no property in Florida. How can I will what I don’t have.

So you see, Brethren, faith does not come from promises. Faith comes from confidence in God. For faith rests upon character, not upon promises. But the promises are as good as the character of the one who made the promise. So, when I read my Bible, I have a promise, this is the confidence we have in Him. If you ask anything according to His will, He hears us. And if He hears us, we have the petition as a promise from God. Jesus said, whatsoever you shall ask in my Name I will give it. There’s a promise from God. How good is a promise? It’s as good as the one who made it. How good is that? Ah, this is the confidence we have, faith says, God is God, the Holy God who cannot lie, the God who is infinitely rich and can make good on all of His promises. The God who is infinitely honest and never cheated anybody. The God who is infinitely true and never told any lies. That’s how good a promise is that God made. It as good as God is, because God made it.  But we push God off into the corner and use Him as an escape from Hell, and to help us when the baby’s sick. And then we go our way and then we try to pump up faith by reading promises. No, it won’t work Brother, it won’t work. This is the confidence that we have in Him, to glorify God by faith. It was God, not the promises, promises of course. We learn what God wants to do for us, we learn what to ask for. We learn what God has willed to us. We learn what we may claim as our heritage. We learn from the promises how we should pray. But faith always rests down upon the character of God.

Is that difficult to see friends? Why is nobody out in the whole world saying this? Why aren’t we saying that to our people? Why aren’t we telling our evangelical people once more, you’ve got to get to know God? You’ve got to get past making God a lifeboat to save you. You’ve got to get away from making God the ladder out of a burning building. You have to get away from the idea that God simply exists to help you run your business or fly your airplane; that God isn’t simply a water boy bringing you water while you have fun. God isn’t simply redcap carrying your suitcase and serving you. God is God. He made Heaven and Earth and holds the world in His hand and measures the dust of the earth in the balance; and the sky He spreads out like a mantel. And the Great God Almighty is not your servant. You’re his servant. He is your Father. You are His child. He sitteth in Heaven. You’re on earth. The angels veil their faces before the God who cannot lie.

I think it would be a wonderful thing that every preacher in America would begin to preach about God and nothing else for one solid year. Just one solid year, preach about God; who He is, His attributes, His perfection, His being, what kind of God He is, Why we dare to trust him? Why we can trust Him?  Why we should trust him? Why we can love Him? Why we should love Him? Why would dare not fall short of loving Him. And keep on preaching God, God, the Triune God, and keep on until God filled the whole horizon and the whole world. Faith would spring up like grass for the watercourse. And let a man get up and preach a promise and the whole congregation would say, I can trust that one. Look who made it. Look who made it.

Now, this is the confidence Brethren. Confidence may be slow in coming, because you see, you and I have been brought up in a land of lies. David in his haste said, all men are liars, but I don’t read that he ever changed his mind when he cooled off. Because everybody is built alike. Don’t anybody get mad now and leave, because you’ll only come back sorry afterwards. Everybody has a deceitful heart and desperately wicked by nature. And we are brought up in a world of lies where lying is a fine art. Turn on the radio, and I’m not a betting man, but I buy you a soda if you can find an advertising program where the announcer can talk for 20 seconds without lying. Now listen to me. If there is a program anywhere that tells the exact truth, I don’t know where it is. Lying has become an art. They lie in pictures. They lie on the radio. They lie on billboards. They lie in magazines. They lie everywhere. And of course, we’ve got that psychology. We don’t have confidence in people. We’ve got the psychology of distrust. Reason tells us don’t trust them. Don’t trust them.

If a man were to come down to my house and offer me a $100 bill, I wouldn’t take it unless, of course, I knew the man. You won’t do that. But if I know you, I’ll take it. But no man can come a stranger and rap on my door and say, pardon me, I am giving $100 to some upstanding citizens your neighborhood. I’d say you don’t even know my name Mister. I’ve seen your kind before. Goodbye. One day I got a done. Somebody had done me. He said, you owe me such and such for a fountain pen which I sent to your house. I’d never gotten any fountain pen from him. I wrote him a little letter back. I never got the second one. It’s a racket. It’s a racket. A boy will come along and say, Good morning Mr. Tozer. He had asked the fellow next door what my name was, so he knows me. And I look at him. He’s young, about twenty-six, crew haircut and a smile that won’t come off. And I say what are you doing, selling magazines? Oh, I should not, selling magazines, I should say not. What gave you that idea? And after about 15 minutes conversation, you’ll find out he’s taking subscriptions from magazines to get through college, but they call it something else. You don’t believe a man who comes to your house unless he has a reputation that dates way back. You can believe the Fuller Brush man. He won’t steal your teeth before he leaves because he’s got a reputation to maintain. But for the most part, we live in a land of lies and deception. And we have a psychology of disbelief ground into us from our birth.

But when we enter the realm of the kingdom of God and the realm of faith, everything’s changed. Everything is different there. Never was there a lie told in Heaven. Never in the sweet kingdom of God did anybody deceive anybody else. And our own Bible is a book of absolute honesty. Jesus when he walked among men didn’t pull the trick the evangelists pull. Now raise your hand. Now put it down. Now go get him. Never any of that.  The fellow, a couple of evangelists I heard one time, the Evangelist led the song leader out and stood him up. And he said, now my brother and co-worker, he said, he’s been away from his family a long time and this morning he got a letter from his wife and they all reached for their handkerchiefs and began to blow, very tenderly. He said, let me show you what he got and he pulled out what was in the letter, telephone bill due, the electric light bill due, gas light due. He said, back in his town, his little wife is keeping the home fires burning and he’s out here serving God. Now, let us all stand and pray that the Lord will send in the money to pay this fellow’s electric light and telephone and gas. I stood up but I didn’t pray ladies and gentlemen, I’m telling you that. No scoundrel will ever get me to pray.

You can’t, you can’t trust people much, but in the kingdom of God, nobody ever cheats you like that. Nobody ever goes down to some dear old lady with a mother complex, rubs back, I used to have a lot of hair, and says, You remind me of my dear old mother, will you pray? I need $500 to serve God and knows she has $500. And so, they pray tenderly and before he leaves, he gets her poor old check for $500. I have more respect for a man who would take a gun and go out and endanger his own life. Do you hear me? I’ve got more respect for the gunman who meets a man and says, give me your money or I’ll put a bullet through you. He doesn’t know but what a policeman around the corner will put a bullet through him. And he does it the hard, tough way. I have just as much respect for the man who robs with a gun as I do for that dirty cheat who takes advantage of a motherly, old woman and pray hypocritically, and yet, that’s being done. And I’m considered a cynic and a pessimist and a scoundrel for daring to say so. I’ll say it all right if it cuts my audience down to nobody but McAfee and my wife and the janitor. Because, if there’s anything, any old place where we ought to be honest, it’s in the church of God. Brother, what you hear from this pulpit you can believe. The ol’ boy may be wrong, but he’s honest. And if I know it, no man will ever stick his feet down here on this rug who isn’t honest. The cheat can’t get in gunshot of the church.

But the Bible always tells us the truth. It tells us David was a man after God’s own heart and then tells us David fell and committed adultery. We wouldn’t do that now. We smooth that over and leave that chapter out, but God put it in. It tells us Peter was an apostle of the Lord and that he cursed and swore and said, I never knew Him. It tells us that Paul was a man full of the Holy Ghost and turned on the high priest and said, you whited wall. They said, did you know that was the high priest? Oh, he said, I’m so sorry. The Apostle apologized, He said I was sanctified up to that moment, but I sort of lost it. Excuse me, I didn’t know he was the high priest.

The Bible always tells all the facts. It doesn’t tell you that if you’ll accept Christ, you’ll have peace of mind. It doesn’t tell you that you’re going to relax and go to bed and sleep twelve hours. It doesn’t tell you that you’re going to suddenly become successful and grow hair on your bald spot. It just tells you that you’ll have eternal life now and lots of trouble and hardships and thorns and cross bearing and glory in the world to come and eternity with God. And if you’re man enough to put up with the thorns and the crosses, and the hardships and the hostilities, you can have the crown, but you buy the crown by blood, sweat and tears. That’s what the Bible tells us.

This good, honest old Bible, no wonder they die with this beside their bed. No wonder they lay this on the breast of the saints when they lay them away. When I die, I want you to put a Bible on my breast, but don’t put a Scofield Bible on my breast, just the plain text King James Version. Amen? All right, now don’t come down and criticize me for saying that because it won’t do you a bit of good. I’ll laugh in your face. Well, amen.

Just this little word and then I’m finished. It’s three minutes to nine and I’ll be done at nine one.

In my Name, He says. What does that mean? Anything ye ask in my Name. It means ask according to His will. That’s where the promises come in. You’ve got to get those promises to know what His will is. Memorize them. Learn them. Get them into a part of your bloodstream, so you will have them on tap at any moment, fully counting on His merits. Ah, the merits of Jesus, they’re enough my Brethren, they’re enough. The merits of Jesus. We’re going to Heaven on the merits of Another. There’s no question about that. We’ll get in, because another One, went out. We live, because another One died. We will be with God, because another One was rejected from the presence of God in the horror and terror of Calvary. We’ll have the vision beatific because One hung with darkness around Him in six hours of agony. We go to Heaven on the merits of Another.

So, your faith rests down upon the character of God and the merits of the Son of God. And you don’t have to have a thing, not a thing, only your poor, miserable soul. And the more miserable you feel yourself to be, the nearer to the Kingdom you are. Somebody said as I quoted before, humanity is divided into two classes, the good who think they are bad and the bad who think they’re good. And the bad man who thinks he is good is shut out of God’s kingdom forever. But the good man in God’s kingdom is not much very likely to run around talking about how good he is. He’s more likely to say that he’s not worthy to be called an apostle. He’s the chiefest of sinners and an unworthy servant. God likes to hear that kind of language if it’s genuine. So, why come in humility depending upon the merits of another? If you pray and say, O Lord, I’ve been a good boy, answer my prayer. You’ll never get your prayer answered. If you pray saying, O God, for Jesus sake do it, you’ll get your prayer answered. If you come saying Lord, if you do this, I’m sure that I promise that I’ll do so and so, you’ll never get your prayer answered. If you throw yourself recklessly out upon God and make no reckless promises, but trust His character, trust Him, trust the merits of His Son. You have the petition that you ask of Him!

Why can’t we see wonders done in this day? Why can’t we? I don’t believe in wonders that are organized and incorporated, Miracles Incorporated. You can have it. You can have it. Healing Incorporated. You can have that. Evangelism Incorporated. You can have that. Vision Incorporated.  Without a vision incorporate the people perish. You can have all that. Whenever we’ve got to get incorporated and get a letterhead and the president and secretary and have all that, God isn’t in it.

The man of faith can go alone into the wilderness and get on his knees and command Heaven. God’s in that. The man who dares to stand and let his preaching cost him something, God’s in that. The Christian who will put himself in a place where he must get the answer from God, he must get the answer from God, God’s in that; to live as Dr. Brown calls it, living hazardous.

Well, I believe in God, I will never be caught asking God to send me a trinket to play with. O Lord, do a miracle for me so I can write a tract. No, no. God is not going to send Santa Claus toys to His little saintlets. But if you’re in trouble and you have confidence in God, and you will go in the merits of His Son and ask Him and claim the promise, God won’t let you down. God will help you and get you out of your trouble. Do you know that?

I’ve had them come to me, although I don’t preach in a section of the city where I have more, too much, contact with criminals. I’ve had them come to me and tell me, Brother Tozer, I’ve been in prison and I ought to be in prison again. Now I’m converted, what do I do? And I say, go back and tell the authorities. But first, before you go, let’s ask God. And on one or two occasions, I’ve had God upset the police court and judges and all the rest and get that fellow out. Because he dared to believe that when he was in trouble, God would get him out of trouble if he would tell the truth. God is that kind of a God.

Dear old John Callahan, he is in heaven now. God bless his Irish memory. He was a scoundrel if ever one existed. He was a criminal and a rascal. John got converted in prison, and he got converted the old-fashioned way. He hadn’t dispensationized.  He just got converted. So, finally they let him out.

He said the one thing bothered me and that was my mug shot. Do you know what a mug shot is any of you people? It is one of these shots that they keep on police records. You know, front view and profile and your number underneath and they kept that. The Governor pardoned John, but he still had his picture in the rogue’s gallery. And he said, I felt so humiliated about that. So he said, I called on God and I said, O God, please, I’m your child. Now, please get that picture out of the rogue’s gallery. So he said he was somewhere preaching and they met the Governor of the state. They sat and talked together at the banquet. And they got to talking about the pardon the Governor had given him and said, Governor, if you believe in me and you believe in God and you would like to set a crown on what God has done for me, would you do me a favor? He said, I’ll do my best. He said, would you get that picture out of the rogue’s gallery for me. He said, well, John, that’s a tough one. He said, that regulation. I don’t know what I can do. He said, a few days later, he got a yellow envelope without a stamp on it, saying $300 penalty for private use. You got him. You get him around March 15. And this one was from the Governor of the state, and there was very little in it except his rogue’s gallery picture. So, he said he put that in a drawer in his desk. And when he would eat with the Governor or talk with some big shot and sit down there and would say, John Callahan, you ate with the Governor. You’ve shaken hands with great men. He said whenever I’d feel that come over, he said, I’d reach down and get my rogue’s gallery picture out and say, John, there you are. That’s you and there’s where you still would be but for the grace of God. He said that always humbled him.

All the promises of God, Brethren. The merits of Jesus’ blood and the character of God. That’s the ground of our hope, not our goodness, not what we promised to do, and not what we have done. But what He promises us, and He can’t lie, through the merits of His Son. So, if you’re in any kind of trouble, why don’t you go to God and put Him to the test. Get on your knees and pray it through, pray it through. Would you do that? If you have trouble in your home; you’ve got trouble in your business; you’ve got trouble, real trouble. I don’t know. You know. Alright, go to God. Get down on your knees. Open your Bible. Say, God I hadn’t thought about it, but I can trust Thee. And then, look for the promises. Claim them. And Brother, God Almighty won’t let you down. God will move Heaven and Earth. God will make the river run backwards. God will make the iron swim. And God will help out his children if they will trust Him.