God is good and kind to them that fear His Name. His love is upon them that honors Him. Thank You Lord for saving my life. Thank You Jesus for restoring me. Thank You Lord preserving me. Blessed be Your Holy Name.
Beloved, God did not appoint us to wrath but to obtain salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ (1 Thess 5:9), therefore let us be on guard. Stand firm in the faith. Be courageous. Be strong. And do everything with love (1 Cor 16:13-14). Cloth yourself with the presence of the Lord Jesus Christ (Rom 13:14a) Jesus said “the grace of God is all you need. My power works best in weakness” (2 Cor 12:9).
So even in our weakness let us boost so that the power of Christ can work through us. Be glad to take pleasure in your weakness, insults, hardships, persecutions, and troubles that you suffer for Christ. For when you are weak then you are strong (v 10).
Be reassured you are not alone in that trouble, pressures, sickness, the Lord is always in it with you. Look up and you will truly behold Him in the Power of His Might. Come along with me for more of this power displayed in the message below:
“Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out.” Song 4:16
Anything is better than the dead calm of indifference. Our souls may wisely desire the north wind of trouble if that alone can be sanctified to the drawing forth of the perfume of our graces. So long as it cannot be said, “The Lord was not in the wind,” we will not shrink from the most wintry blast that ever blew upon plants of grace.
Did not the spouse in this verse humbly submit herself to the reproofs of her Beloved; only entreating Him to send forth His grace in some form, and making no stipulation as to the peculiar manner in which it should come? Did she not, like ourselves, become so utterly weary of deadness and unholy calm that she sighed for any visitation which would brace her to action?
Yet she desires the warm south wind of comfort, too, the smiles of divine love, the joy of the Redeemer’s presence; these are often mightily effectual to arouse our sluggish life. She desires either one or the other, or both; so that she may but be able to delight her Beloved with the spices of her garden. She cannot endure to be unprofitable, nor can we.
How cheering a thought that Jesus can find comfort in our poor feeble graces. Can it be? It seems far too good to be true. Well may we court trial or even death itself if we shall thereby be aided to make glad Immanuel’s heart. O that our heart were crushed to atoms if only by such bruising our sweet Lord Jesus could be glorified.
Graces unexercised are as sweet perfumes slumbering in the cups of the flowers: the wisdom of the great Husbandman overrules diverse and opposite causes to produce the one desired result, and makes both affliction and consolation draw forth the grateful odours of faith, love, patience, hope, resignation, joy, and the other fair flowers of the garden. May we know by sweet experience, what this means.
Let us further consider the Preciousness of our Lord Jesus. The second Person in Trinity. One with Him is majority and in Him we have the fullness of God. He is too awesome; par excellence to behold; His personality is indescribable but we speak according to our encounter of Him on our daily experiences. My prayer as I write on this to for a fresh revelation of the Person of Jesus, for indeed He is too precious:
“He is precious.” 1Peter 2:7
As all the rivers run into the sea, so all delights centre in our Beloved. The glances of His eyes outshine the sun: the beauties of His face are fairer than the choicest flowers: no fragrance is like the breath of His mouth. Gems of the mine, and pearls from the sea, are worthless things when measured by His preciousness.
Peter tells us that Jesus is precious, but he did not and could not tell us how precious, nor could any of us compute the value of God’s unspeakable gift. Words cannot set forth the preciousness of the Lord Jesus to His people, nor fully tell how essential He is to their satisfaction and happiness.
Believer, have you not found in the midst of plenty a sore famine if your Lord has been absent? The sun was shining, but Christ had hidden Himself, and all the world was black to you; or it was night, and since the bright and morning star was gone, no other star could yield you so much as a ray of light.
What a howling wilderness is this world without our Lord! If once He hideth Himself from us, withered are the flowers of our garden; our pleasant fruits decay; the birds suspend their songs, and a tempest overturns our hopes. All earth’s candles cannot make daylight if the Sun of Righteousness be eclipsed. He is the soul of our soul, the light of our light, the life of our life. Dear reader, what wouldst thou do in the world without Him, when thou wakest up and lookest forward to the day’s battle? What wouldst thou do at night, when thou comest home jaded and weary, if there were no door of fellowship between thee and Christ?
Blessed be His name, He will not suffer us to try our lot without Him, for Jesus never forsakes His own. Yet, let the thought of what life would be without Him enhance His preciousness.
Indeed, let the thought of what our World will be without Him be a concern to us. For live without Christ is crises. May wisdom be given us to discern this through the power of His Might.
Remain blessed in the Lord.