Grace Gems for January 2006
It was not the nails!
(J. C. Philpot)
"My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?" Mark 15:34
It was not the nails driven through His hands and feet;
it was not the crown of thorns placed upon His brow;
it was not the stripes which mangled His back;
it was not the languor and faintness under which He
suffered--which caused the Lord to die.
It was not the mere bodily agony of the cross; it was
not the mere pain, though most acute and severe, of
the nails driven through His sacred hands and feet. It
was not the being stretched upon the cross six hours
that constituted the chief part of the Redeemer's
suffering. But it was the almost intolerable load of
imputed sin--the imputed sins of millions. It was the
tremendous pouring of the wrath of God into His holy
soul; it was the hiding of His Father's face, and the
very pangs of hell that there caught hold of Him.
Our suffering Savior drank the cup of the wrath of
God to the very dregs--when our vile, dreadful, and
horrible sins were laid upon Him!
"Yet we considered Him stricken by God, smitten
by Him, and afflicted." Isaiah 53:4
"Yet it pleased the Lord to crush Him, and cause
Him to suffer, and though the Lord makes His
soul an offering for sin . . ." Isaiah 53:10
Wave upon wave of grace
(A Puritan Prayer)
O God of grace,
Teach me to know that grace precedes, accompanies,
and follows my salvation; that it sustains the redeemed
soul, that not one link of its chain can ever break!
From Calvary's cross, wave upon wave of grace . . .
reaches me,
deals with my sin,
washes me clean,
renews my heart,
strengthens my will,
draws out my affection,
kindles a flame in my soul,
rules throughout my inner man,
consecrates my every thought, word, work,
teaches me Your immeasurable love.
How great are my privileges in Christ Jesus!
Without Him I stand far off, a stranger, an outcast.
In Him I draw near and touch His kingly scepter!
Without Him I dare not lift up my guilty eyes.
In Him I gaze upon my Father-God and friend!
Without Him I hide my lips in trembling shame.
In Him I open my mouth in petition and praise!
Without Him all is wrath and consuming fire.
In Him is all love, and the repose of my soul!
Without Him is gaping hell below me, and eternal anguish.
In Him its gates are barred to me by His precious blood!
Without Him darkness spreads its horrors before me.
In Him an eternity of glory is my boundless horizon!
Without Him all within me is terror and dismay. In
Him every accusation is charmed into joy and peace!
Praise be to You for grace, and for
the unspeakable gift of Jesus!
"By the grace of God I am what I am!" 1 Cor. 15:10
Every new trial, and every fresh cross
(Mary Winslow)
Every new trial, and every fresh cross,
drives me into the very bosom of Jesus;
and it seems as if I could lie there, and
feel the very throbbings of His loving heart.
I am His, and in His own loving hands, and
can fully trust Him for all.
In the cup of trial we are called to drink,
there is no wrath--all is love, though faith
may be tried, and we may for a season weep.
Whatever draws or drives us to Christ is
a mighty blessing. How needful are these
high winds and storms to cause us to cling
to our heavenly Pilot, and to speed our way
to our blessed harbor of eternal rest!
Like a passing scene in a drama!
(Archibald Alexander, 1772-1851)
Let the worldlings have the world, and make the most
of it! I will never envy their prosperity, for it is but for a
moment, and then, like a passing scene in a drama,
disappears forever! Their feet stand on slippery places,
and in due time their steps will slide! And then, all their
music, their mirth, and their wine will cease forever! And
when they sink, they will rise no more. They plunge into
a horrible abyss, where no ray of hope ever enters!
Oh, their end, their dreadful end!
"Vengeance belongs to Me; I will repay. In time their
foot will slip, for their day of disaster is near, and
their doom is coming quickly!" Deuteronomy 32:35
Guilt, filth, power, love and practice
(J. C. Philpot)
"Arise, Lord! Save me, my God!" (Psalm 3:7)
If you know anything for yourself inwardly
and experimentally of . . .
the evils of your heart,
the power of sin,
the strength of temptation,
the subtlety of your unwearied foe, and
that daily conflict between nature and grace,
the flesh and the spirit, which is the peculiar mark
of the living family of God--you will find and feel
your need of salvation as a daily reality!
Do not think that the only salvation to be felt and
known is salvation past--salvation accomplished by
the blood-shedding and death of the Son of God.
There is salvation present--an inward, experimental,
and continual salvation communicated out of the
fullness of Christ as a risen Mediator.
Don't you need to be daily and almost hourly saved?
But from what? Why, from everything in you that fights
against the will and word of God. Sin is not dead in you.
You ar not free from the indwelling of sin, nor from the
power of sin either--except as grace gives you present
deliverance from it. Sin still works in your carnal mind,
and will work in it until your dying hour. What then you
need to be saved from is the guilt, filth, power, love
and practice of indwelling sin.
"Hold me up, and I shall be safe!" (Psalm 119:117)
Lead me to the cross
(A Puritan Prayer)
O Holy Spirit,
Have mercy on me. Move, I beg You, upon my
disordered heart. Take away the infirmities of
unruly desires and hateful lusts. Lift the mists
and darkness of unbelief. Brighten my soul with
the pure light of truth. Make my soul . . .
as fragrant as the garden of paradise,
rich with every goodly fruit,
beautiful with heavenly grace,
radiant with rays of divine light.
Be my comforter, light, guide, sanctifier.
Take of the things of Christ and show them
to my soul. Teach me more of His . . .
love,
grace,
compassion,
faithfulness,
beauty.
Lead me to the cross and show me . . .
His wounds,
the hateful nature of sin,
the power of Satan.
May I there see my sins as . . .
the nails which transfixed Him,
the cords which bound Him,
the thorns which tore Him,
the sword which pierced Him.
Help me to see in His death, the reality
and immensity of His love. Increase my
faith in the clear knowledge of . . .
atonement achieved,
expiation completed,
satisfaction for sin made,
guilt done away.
It is their Father's hand which chastens them!
(J. C. Ryle, "The Blood of the Lamb")
God lays heavy trials upon His children for the most wise
and merciful purposes. We live in such a fair and pleasant
world, we are so surrounded with so much that is smiling
and mirthful, that if we were not often obliged to taste
of sickness and trial or disappointments, we would forget
our heavenly home--and pitch our tents in this Sodom!
This is why God's people pass through great tribulations.
This is why they are often called upon to suffer the sting
of affliction and anxiety--or weep over the grave of those
on whom our affections are set. It is their Father's hand
which chastens them! It is thus He weans their affections
from things below--and fixes them on Himself! It is thus He
trains them for eternity, and cuts the threads one by one,
which bind their wavering hearts to earth!
No doubt such chastening is grievous for the time--but
still it brings many a hidden grace to light, and cuts down
many a secret seed of evil. We shall see those who have
suffered most, shining among the brightest stars in the
assembly of heaven. The purest gold is that which has
been longest in the refiner's furnace! The brightest