Friday 24 April 2015

REFLECTIONS

God’s Love and Nearness

“3.  Let us love our Father; love God in Christ, and love the place for his sake, where his residence is.

[1.]  Love God in Christ: Ps. lxxiii. 25, ‘Whom have I in heaven but thee?’ When God has been so gracious to you! Christians, if I had no other argument to press you to love God but that he which is in heaven offereth to be your father in Christ Jesus, it might suffice; because it is a great condescension that the God of heaven will look upon poor broken-hearted creatures—that he whose throne is in heaven would look upon him that is of a trembling spirit: Isa. lxvi. 2. ‘That the high and lofty One, that dwelleth in the high and holy place, will look to him that is of a contrite heart:’ Isa. lvii. 15.  That he that is the Lord of heaven and earth will be our Father, and own us and bless us!  A great condescension on God’s part, and a great dignity also is put upon us; and how should our hearts be affected with it! Therefore, though there be a great distance between heaven and earth, it should not lessen our affections to God. He is mindful of us, visits us at every turn; we are dear and tender to him; therefore let the Lord be dear to you. The butler, when he was exalted, forgot Joseph; but Christ is not grown stately with his advancement—he doth not forget us. Oh, let us not forget God. Let us manifest our love, by being often with him at the throne of grace, with our Father which is in heaven. A child is never well but when in the mother’s lap or under the father’s wing: so should it be with us, with a humble affection coming into the presence of God, and getting into the bosom of our heavenly Father. Never delight in anything so much as conversing with him, and serious addresses to him in prayer. Again:--

[2.]  Love the place for his sake; God is there, and Christ is there. We have cause to love the place for our own sakes; and in a short time, if you continue to be patient in well-doing, you will be with God. It is not only God’s throne, but it is your house: 2 Cor. v. 1, ‘We look for an house in heaven, not made with hands.’ It is a place appointed for our everlasting abode; therefore all our hopes, desires, and delights should run that way. But chiefly I would press you to love it for his sake, the place where your heavenly Father dwells. God hath not taken his denomination from earth, which is the place of corruption; but from heaven, which is the place of glory and happiness. Oh, let us not forget our Father’s house. We are too apt to say, It is good to be here. Christians let us draw home apace; let us grow more heavenly-minded every day; seek the things which are above; prize it rather upon this occasion, because if we were more heavenly in the frame of our hearts, we would be more heavenly in our solemn approaches to God. What is the reason a man is haunted with the world, and things which are of a worldly interest and concern, when he comes to prayer? It is because his heart is taken with these things.”

-From The Works of Thomas Manton (1620-1677); Volume One, (The Banner of Truth Trust, Edinburgh & Pennsylvania); Page 65.

Friday 10 April 2015

REFLECTIONS

“THE DARK GUEST

O LORD,
Bend my hands and cut them off,
            For I have often struck thee with a wayward will,
            When these fingers should embrace thee by faith.
I am not yet weaned from all created glory,
            Honour, wisdom, and esteem of others,
            For I have a secret motive to eye my name in all I do.
Let me not only speak the word sin, but see the thing itself.
Give me to view a discovered sinfulness,
            To know that though my sins are crucified
            They are never wholly mortified.
Hatred, malice, ill-will,
Vain-glory that hungers for and hunts after
            Man’s approval and applause,
All are crucified, forgiven,
But they rise again in my sinful heart.
O my crucified but never wholly mortified sinfulness!
O my life-long damage and daily shame!
O my indwelling and besetting sins!
O the tormenting slavery of a sinful heart!
Destroy, O God, the dark guest within
            Whose hidden presence makes my life a hell.
Yet thou hast not left me here without grace;
The cross still stands and meets my needs
            In the deepest straits of the soul.
I thank thee that my remembrance of it
Is like David’s sight of Goliath’s sword
Which preached forth thy deliverance.
The memory of my great sins, my many temptations, my falls,
            Bring afresh into my mind the remembrance
            Of thy help, of they support from heaven,
            Of the great grace that saved such a wretch as I am.
There is no treasure so wonderful
            As that continuous experience of thy grace toward me
            Which alone can subdue the risings of sin within:
Give me more of it.”

-From The Valley of Vision; a collection of Puritan prayers and devotions, edited by Arthur Bennett (Canon of St Albans Cathedral); published by The Banner of Truth Trust. Page 71.