NO. 2836<\/b><\/p>\n
A SERMON INTENDED FOR READING ON LORD\u2019S-DAY, JUNE 21ST, 1903,<\/b><\/p>\n
DELIVERED BY C. H. SPURGEON,<\/i><\/p>\n
AT THE 100TH ANNIVERSARY OF AMERSHAM BAPTIST CHAPEL<\/b><\/p>\n
IN NOVEMBER, 1857<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd shall not God avenge his own elect, which cry day and night unto him, though he bear long with them\u201d \u2014 Luke 18:7.<\/i><\/p>\n
YOU remember this is the conclusion of the parable of the importunate widow. Her husband was dead; he had left her perhaps a little property, and some adversary, very probably a lawyer, seized hold of it, and took from her all that she had. What was she to do? She went straightway to the judge, the appointed minister of justice, in the city. The first time she went, she met with a cold repulse. She went a second time; her poverty drove her, her necessity compelled her, to face the man again. Now the judge \u201cneither feared God, nor regarded man,\u201d but at last seeing the vehemence of the woman, feeling that he should be exceedingly troubled by her constant importunity, he granted her request, and he did avenge her of her adversary. Jesus used this to show the power of importunity, \u2014 \u201cHear what the unjust judge saith,\u201d \u2014 \u201cAnd if the unjust judge did this, shall not God avenge his own elect, who cry day and night unto him?\u201d<\/p>\n
Now, in trying to discuss this text this evening, I shall first show what I believe to be the primary application of it;<\/i> and, secondly, I shall try to enlarge upon the general principle involved in it<\/i>, that importunity is very prevalent with God.<\/p>\n
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I. <\/b>To begin then, What Was The Absolute And Clearest Meaning That Our Savior Would Convey To His Disciples By The Parable?<\/p>\n
Well, now, I think the whole sense of the parable, as far as we can make any special application of it, hinges upon the meaning of that word \u201cavenge.\u201d What is it that Christ\u2019s Church is always praying for? The answer is, they are praying spiritually, for that which the poor widow prayed for actually, \u2014 they are praying to be avenged of their adversary. Now what did this mean in the poor woman\u2019s case? For, in some degree, it means just the same in the Church\u2019s case. I do not believe that that poor widow-woman, when she went to the judge, went for mere vengeance sake. I cannot conceive that our Savior would have exhibited the perseverance of malice as an example to his people. I do not think that when she applied day after day to the court of the judge, to be avenged, she applied to have her adversary punished, for the mere sake of his being punished. It strikes me there was no revenge whatever in the poor woman\u2019s spirit, and that what she went for was simply this: her husband was dead, he had left her a little property, it was all she had to bring his babes up upon and support herself, someone had seized this property, and what she wanted was, that the property might be restored unto her, that that which had been unlawfully taken from the weak by the mighty, might at once be taken from the clutches of the strong, and restored unto the rightful owner. I think any intelligent person reading the passage would at once conceive that that was what she was seeking for. Now the Church of Christ is seeking just the very same thing. Those that can cry day and night in heaven before the throne of God, do not cry out of a spirit of revenge. The saints, when they pray to God on earth, and girdle the globe with supplication, do not pray against the wicked out of a spirit of hatred. God forbid that any of us should ever fall on our knees and ask God to avenge us of our adversary in the common acceptation of that phrase! I am sure there is no Christian who is actuated by the Spirit of Christ, who would ever ask for vengeance, even on the head of the bloodiest persecutor, for if he should do so, methinks the lips of Jesus might rebuke him, for we know what Jesus said when he was dying, he did not wish to be avenged, for he said, \u201cFather, forgive them, for they know not what they do.<\/p>\n
Christ\u2019s Church is seeking after just what the poor widow-woman was seeking after, and we are to understand our text; \u201cShall not God avenge his own elect?\u201d in that modified sense which the parable would convey to us. The fact is, Christ\u2019s Church is a widow; it is true her husband is alive; but she is in a widowed state, because he has departed from her. Our Lord Jesus Christ who is the Bridegroom, was once with his people, and the Church could not mourn or fast when the Bridegroom was with her. But he said, \u201cThe day shall come when the Bridegroom shall be taken away, and then she shall fast.\u201d These are the days; \u201cOur Jesus has gone up on high,\u201d he is not with us in person now, he has left his Church in the wilderness, it is true he has left the Comforter with her, but his own absolute, personal presence is not vouchsafed to her, he is not yet come a second time without a sin-offering unto salvation. Well, then, taking advantage of the absence of Christ, the Church\u2019s Husband, the kings, the princes, the rulers, spiritual wickednesses in high places, have sought to rob the Church of her rights and her privileges, and what the Church is always crying for is, that God would restore her her rights, that he would give to her the portion which her Husband left her in his last legacy, and which, in due time, when God shall have answered her prayers, he shall restore unto her. And what is that legacy?<\/p>\n
My brethren, there are many things that Christ has left to his Church of which the world has robbed us. The Church was once a united Church. When Christ was in this world, his prayer was that they all might be one, even as he and his Father were one. Alas! the world has robbed us of our unity; and now behold, the Church crieth day and night, \u201cRestore, O Lord, the scattered of Israel, and bring us into one fold, and let have one Shepherd!\u201d The spirit of the world has crept into our midst, and split us into many denominations God\u2019s children are not now called Christians; but they are called Baptists and Independents, Churchmen, Dissenters, and such-like names of distinction. Their oneness, although it really exists in the heart, yet is lost, at least in the outward appearance of it; and, to some degree it is entirely lost. But the Church is crying for it every day; the true hearts in the midst of God\u2019s Zion and the glorified spirits above are crying, day without night, \u201cO Lord, make thy Church one!\u201d<\/p>\n
Again, the Church was sent into this world to bring the world to a knowledge of the truth; and, one day, the kingdoms of this world shall become the kingdoms of our Lord and of his Christ. We may say that all the world is Christ\u2019s, though heathenism has a part of it, Mohammed has another and the Pope another. The world is divided into different sections, under different false systems of religion, but all the world belongs by right to Christ. We can cast our eye round the world from the river even to the ends of the earth, and we can say, \u201cThe kings of the isles shall bring tribute; the princes of Sheba and Seba shall offer gifts; kings shall yet be the nursing fathers of the Church, and queens the nursing mothers.\u201d But the world has robbed us of this; the different false religions have spoiled the Church\u2019s inheritance; the wild boar of the wood doth waste her, and doth devour her borders Zion\u2019s banner should wave everywhere in every kingdom, but instead thereof the priests, the kings, the idol gods have taken the kingdoms unto themselves. Now this is the great thing, I believe, that the Church is praying for. You know the Church is one day to wear a crown. Christ\u2019s Church is Christ\u2019s royal bride, and she is to have, a crown; but she can never have it until her prayer has been heard, until her Lord comes to revenge her wrongs. For, lo! the Church of God is trampled on and despised; the precious sons of Zion, comparable unto fine gold, how are they esteemed as earthen pitchers, the workings of the potter! God\u2019s chosen people are counted as the off-scouring of all things, instead of being, as indeed they are, considered as the blood royal of the universe, \u2014 the princes among men. Now, because of these lost rights, Christ\u2019s Church crieth day and night unto God, crying out, \u201cO Lord, avenge us of our adversary, and restore unto thy widowed Church her rights!\u201d<\/p>\n
Put the Jew wherever you may, and he will always declare that the promised land belongs to his nation. There is a pride about the Jew, wherever he may be; he believes himself still to belong to that chosen family, whose were the covenants and the oracles. That is true of the Christian: he may be never so poor, never so despised, but knowing himself to belong to the chosen body, he claims that all things are his own. You may clothe him in fustian, and you may feed him on bread and water, but he will still say, \u201cAll things are mine.\u201d You may thrust him into a dungeon, and let no light come to him except through two iron bars, but he will still declare, \u201cMine are the valleys and the hills; mine by sacred right; my Father made them all.\u201d There is a royalty in a Christian which persecution cannot burn out, which shame cannot crush, which poverty cannot root up; there it is, and there it must be for ever; and conscious of his high rights and distinctive privileges, the Christian, the believer, will never cease to cry unto Christ, that he may yet have his rights, and possess what his God did give unto him. Now, dear friends, very often we are low-spirited and down-hearted; sometimes the Christian minister goes back from his pulpit, and says, \u201cAh! the gospel seems making very little progress, I do not see how the kingdoms of this earth are to belong to Christ.\u201d The Sunday-school teacher goes home from his class, and says, \u201cThis is weary work; if things go on as they do now, we shall always have to say, \u2019Who hath believed our report,\u2019 and how can the Church prosper if things be so?\u201d And there are times with each of us when a kind of sickness seizes our spirits, we look at everything with a sad eye, and we say, \u201cAh! the millennium is many years off.\u201d Indeed, unbelief says it is quite impossible. \u201cHow shall the heathen bow before him? How shall they that dwell in the wilderness lick the dust?\u201d Now, you, who have thought thus, and you who are thinking so now, hear the Savior\u2019s argument for your consolation, the argument couched in the text, The Church of God is crying unto him day and night. There where the burning lamps of heaven perpetually light the skies; high in the seventh heavens, above the stars, where angels cast their crowns before the Most High, the saints for ever cry to God, \u201cO Lord, avenge thine own elect!\u201d for prayer is made in heaven. The saint) under the altar cry aloud, \u201cO Lord, how long!\u201d There is never a moment when the saints cease to pray; they have \u2014 <\/p>\n
\u201cVials full of odour sweet,
And harps of sweeter sound.\u201d<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
And we remember that the saints on earth are always in prayer. You meet together in the evening for prayer; you scatter to your houses, and then your family fires begin to burn, and when your family fires are put out, and your private devotions have ceased, the sun is just rising in the other land across the western sea, and there they are beginning to pray again; and when the sun hath set, then it rises somewhere round the world in the far east, there by the Ganges river, there by the Himalaya steeps, the saints of God begin again, and when the sun windeth on its course, and again shineth somewhere else, then the saints of the Lord offer incense and a pure offering; so that there is never an hour when this world ceases to offer its incense, not one moment, even in the darkest shades of midnight, when prayer does not ascend from this lower world. And it would be ill for the world if there were a moment when prayer should be suspended; for remember what a poet says,<\/p>\n
\u201cPerhaps the day when this world shall be consumed will be a day unbrightened by a prayer.\u201d Perhaps it may be so, but certainly such a day as that has not yet rolled over the world, for day without night the world is girdled with prayer, and one sacred belt of supplication winds the whole globe round. Now, said Christ, if God\u2019s elect in heaven and on earth are day without night, without ceasing, crying to God to give the Church her empire, her reign, her splendours, her victories, rest assured the Church shall have what it asks for. Shall not God avenge his own elect that cry day and night unto him. Yes, beloved brethren, we may not live to see it, though sometimes I think there be some alive in this world that will live to see that bright day; and yet, if we live not to see it, the day shall come when Christ, who is the truth, shall have all power given unto him under heaven; as he hath even now really, he shall then have it given to him, in the form and symbol and fashion of it also. The day is coming when Christ shall come in the clouds of heaven to reign upon this earth in the midst of his people. Then, when he shall come, the kingdoms of this world shall be converted unto him; all people shall flock to his colors; every knee shall bow before him, and every tongue confess that the Lord is God. I have sometimes thought that I may yet live to see that day, and some of you mayhap. We cannot tell when Christ shall come. We are very apt to forget that he comes as a thief in the night, in such an hour as we think not. It is a pleasing thought sometimes to recollect that there may be some standing here that will not die, for we know the Scripture says, \u201cBehold, I tell you a mystery. We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye at the last trump.\u201d When Christ shall come, we shall be alive and remain, perhaps, some of us; for he may come to-morrow, he may come to-night; before the word I am speaking reaches your ear, the trump of the resurrection and jubilee may startle us all, and we may behold Christ come in the clouds of heaven. But whether he cometh or not in our lifetime, there will be some alive when he shall come, and they, if they be his people, shall not die, they shall be changed, \u201cthe dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.\u201d \u201cThen we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.\u201d<\/p>\n
O work on, minister; toil on, teacher; weep on, mourner; pray on, intercessor; hope on, believer; the hallowed day is coming! Some of the streaks of the grey light already mark the horizon some of the sweet tidings of the Master\u2019s coming have already been announced to God\u2019s favourite people; some that have dwelt high on the mountain top of communion have declared that the time is approaching near. The chariot wheels of Christ are drawing nigh. But be it near, or be it far off, it must come; it shall come; the Church shall triumph; the world shall be subdued beneath her feet. God shall avenge his own elect, who cry day and night unto him. Now, I take that as the absolute meaning of the passage, the nearest and most appropriate way of explaining it.<\/p>\n
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II. <\/b>And now I am going to try to work out The Principle Of The Text. It is this, \u2014 Importunity will prevail.<\/i> Now you must not smile while I give you two pictures, the pictures that Christ gave his disciples, worked out a little, so as to be more plain to you. Jesus Christ says, if you want anything of God, if you do not get it the first time, try again; and if you do not get it then, continue in prayer; for long continuing in prayer, you will prevail with God; and he gives you two pictures that we have had this evening.<\/p>\n
The first is, the good man who had no bread in his house when his friend came. You may picture the scene. He says, \u201cI am very glad to see you, but I have not a morsel of food in the house. If I had the richest dainties in the world, you should have them all but I have not any.\u201d \u201cWell, but,\u201d says his friend, \u201cI have come a good many miles this day; I cannot go to rest without something to eat. I shall faint.\u201d \u201cWell, but,\u201d he says, \u201cI have nothing for you.\u201d \u201cMy dear friend\u201d, says the other, \u201ccannot you obtain a morsel? I am famished by the way: I expected to have got to my resting-place at noontide, and now it is midnight; I have been travelling these twelve hours, and have had nothing at all to eat.\u201d \u201cWell,\u201d says his friend, \u201cI have something for your horse to eat, but I cannot give you anything;\u201d but at length he says, \u201cThere is a friend of mine who lives down the street; I will go and get something from him. You shall not starve. I will not come away till I get something.\u201d Away he goes, and finds his friend asleep; he gives a great knock, the man is upstairs in bed, and he says, \u201cMy wife and my children are with me in bed.\u201d He does not want to hear that knock, and so he just sleeps on. Then there comes another tremendous knock. Says the man, \u201cI cannot think who that can be.\u201d The question is asked by those who are upstairs, but he does not feel at all inclined to get out and look. It is a cold night, and what should he get up for? Then there comes another rap. \u201cWell,\u201d he says, \u201cthere is somebody at the door.\u201d He still turns in his bed, and will not get up. He doesn\u2019t see why he should rise at such an untimely hour as that. Besides, after all, it may be only some drunken fellow going home late. Then there comes another tremendous knock. He goes to the window puts his head out, and asks what is the matter. \u201cOh!\u201d says the man, \u201cI want some loaves of bread; a friend of mine has come to see me, and I have nothing for him.\u201d \u201cWhat do you come to me for at such an hour as this? I cannot come down; my wife and my children are with me in bed; I cannot give you bread at this hour of the night.\u201d \u201cbut,\u201d says the other, \u201cI must have it, and I hope you will give it to me. What a friend you have been to me in times past!\u201d \u201cFriend or no friend,\u201d he says, \u201cI shall not give you anything at this time of night.\u201d \u201cHe will not rise and give to him because he is his friend.\u201d Then what does the poor man do? He says, \u201cI will not go back.\u201d He thinks he sees that poor hungry man; and he cannot bear the thought of going back and saying that he has nothing for him. That was the only house where he could get bread; and so he knocks again. \u201cOh, dear men stays the man, \u2014 I thought I had got rid of that fellow. I told him I couldn\u2019t get up at this hour, and I won\u2019t!\u201d But then there comes another rap, \u2014 a tremendous one, and the child says \u201cFather, we can\u2019t go to sleep; hadn\u2019t you better go and give that man his bread,\u201d but the father says, \u201cNo, I shall not; why does he trouble me in this way?\u201d Then there comes another rap, and he goes to the window in great anger, and asks him, \u201cWhatever do you want coming knocking here in this way? I tell you once for all I shall not give you anything!\u201d \u201cWell,\u201d says the man, \u201cyou must give me bread; I cannot go till you do: if you do not give me any, I mean to stop here and knock all night.\u201d \u201cWell,\u201d says Jesus, \u201cI tell you, though he will not arise and give it to him, because he is his friend, yet because of his importunity he will arise and give him as many as he needeth.\u201d So he comes downstairs, gets the loaves, opens the door, and says to the man, \u201cHere, take as many as you want, and be off with you, and never come to disturb me any more at nights. \u201cSo off he goes, and importunity gets what even friendship could not obtain.<\/p>\n
Well, then the Savior gives another picture. Importunity can get what even justice ought to get, but cannot. There is the poor widow; she is robbed of all she has: she had a little plot of ground, and a little cottage with just enough to keep her children through the winter, and there was a little field, or two, that she could let out for rent sufficient to keep her all the year; and now it is all pounced upon. She does not know what she is to do. Somebody will come in to claim it who has no right to it. She is turned out of house and home, and she and her poor children are on the streets. She goes off to the judge\u2019s house to see him, rather a wild errand that; for, when she gets there, there stand the porters at the door, and the men with halberds; and they say, \u201cWoman, what do you want?\u201d \u201cI want to see the judge.\u201d \u201cYou cannot see the judge; he has got plenty to do without seeing you.\u201d \u201cBut I must see him; here is a man that has been taking.\u201d \u201cI do not want to know anything at all about it; you cannot see him.\u201d \u201cBut I must see him,\u201d says the woman; and somehow or other, though the porters repulse her all day long, she manages to get into court, and just when some witness steps down, up comes the woman, and begins, \u201cMy Lord.\u201d \u201cWhat case is that, sergeant?\u201d says the judge. \u201cOh, it has nothing to do with the court business to-day, my Lord!\u201d \u201cGet down with you,\u201d says the judge to the woman. \u201cO my lord!\u201d she replies, \u201cthere is a man that has come and taken away.\u201d \u201cNow, you have no right here, I tell you you must go,\u201d and she goes down, sad at heart. But the next morning she comes again. As soon as ever the court house is open, there is the woman at the door. Before anybody can be found to enter, there she is. She had established herself there as soon as the people came to get the place ready. Well, before they can begin the business of the day, the woman begins crying out, \u201cO my lord, my husband is dead.\u201d \u201cDid you not come here yesterday?\u201d says the judge. \u201cYes, my lord.\u201d \u201cWell, I thought I told you this was not the proper time and place to apply. I cannot attend to you.\u201d \u201cO my lord, if you would but just hear my case a little\u201d \u201cBring the next case up,\u201d says the judge; and there is a case brought up, and the judge proceeds. There happens, however, to be an interlude in the business, such as the poor widow has been looking for a long time, and his honor is just going out of court for a little refreshment, and as he is going, the woman steps up, and says, \u201cMy lord.\u201d \u201cNow take that woman away; she is always coming here, and disturbing me.\u201d The poor woman is taken away, but she returns, and all day long the poor soul is there. She comes the next day, and when the judge arrives, there is the apparition of this poor woman to startle him again. What is to be done all day long? He knows that at every possible opportunity she can get she will be down upon him to ask him to avenge her of her adversary. At length he says, \u201cWell, what is your case?\u201d and as soon as it is stated, he thinks to himself, \u201cI know that man very well, that has taken away her property; he is a friend of mine. I shall not interfere in the case. I neither fear God, nor regard man, but as a friend of mine has got her property, I shall not interfere;\u201d and then, addressing the woman, \u201cI absolutely forbid you ever to come to this place again.\u201d But she comes again, and again, and again, until one day she steps into the witness box, and says, \u201cMy lord, I am a woman of a sorrowful spirit.\u201d \u201cNow I do not want any more of that; you are always giving me your long sermons in court.\u201d \u201cMy lord,\u201d continues the woman, \u201cI will have a hearing to-day. I am a woman of a sorrowful spirit; I have been here many times before, and you have sent me away, when I ought to have had justice at your hands; and now this day, unless I am dragged out of court by main force, I will stop until I get justice.\u201d Well, the judge thinks to himself a moment or two, and says, \u201cIf I were just to decide this woman\u2019s case, I should get rid of her. Well, come, my good woman, let us hear about it.\u201d So she tells the whole history of the case; the judge sends the officer of the court to enquire into it; and at last he says, \u201cThough I fear not God, nor regard man yet because this widow troubleth me, I will avenge her of her adversary.\u201d He accordingly sets all her accounts square, and she goes home to her cottage with a joyous heart, and her children are fed, and all is happy; for the judge has set her free from all her dilemmas. Now, friends, there you have a case of importunity even going before the claims of justice, as in the other case it went before the claims of friendship.<\/p>\n
Now what are these two pictures to teach the sinner? They are to teach the sinner that if the importunate woman could prevail with an unjust judge, you will prevail with a loving Savior; to teach you, that if by constant knocking the friend who at first would not rise, at last did rise and give bread, by your repeated prayers you shall at last find the salvation that you need. I am certain that somewhere within the compass of my voice, there is one who has been for weeks and months seeking the Savior; but he or she has never yet found the Savior; Satan has whispered perhaps, \u201cGod will never have mercy upon you; you may as well give up prayer; prayer is a useless employment if it hath no answer; never attend the house of God again; there is no mercy for you; never again come to the throne of grace, for God\u2019s ears are deaf to you, he will not hear your supplication.\u201d Now, poor heart, listen not to the temptation of the devil, but listen to this that I have to say unto thee, go again seven times, and if that suffice not, seventy times seven; God hath not promised to answer thee the first time; he will answer thee, however, at the end; so continue thy prayers. When, with deep anxiety of spirit I sought the Savior, many months I prayed before I could get an answer; and I heard my mother say, one day, that there never was a man in the world, she believed, so wicked as to say that he had sought God truly and earnestly in prayer, and God had not answered him. \u201cMany black oaths,\u201d said she, \u201chave been sworn, but I never heard of any man who was allowed to utter a sentence so derogatory to the love and mercy of God as that, \u2019I have sought God, and he would not save me.\u2019\u201d At once the thought struck me, \u201cI will say that, for I know I have sought God and I feel he has not heard me.\u201d I resolved that I would say it, and that she should hear me, for I felt my spirit vexed within me. I had sought God, and, I thought, with all my heart, and he had never vouchsafed to hear me. But then it occurred to me, \u201cWould it not be better to try again before saying it?\u201d That time I sought as I had not sought before, and that time I found and rejoiced in hope of the glory of God, because my supplication had been answered in my own heart, to my own soul\u2019s comfort. Now, if you are in the same position, and are laboring under the same temptation, try again. If thy knees have been bent seventy times in vain, remember thou hast seventy times the fewer to pray in vain; so try again; thou art so much nearer the appointed number which thou must reach before God will hear thee; give not up thine efforts. In fact, I know thou neither wilt nor canst give up, if God the Holy Spirit hath taught thee praying, for that is one of the things that Satan cannot do, he cannot effectually stop a praying tongue, he cannot for ever quench the desire of the soul, though he may for a time do it by despondency and despair, yet he cannot do it in the end. I want, before I have done, to take the hand of that young man, or that young woman, who is to-night seeking the Savior, but, as yet, without having found him to his heart\u2019s joy, and I want to say a kind word to him. Dear brother, God will hear you; be of good courage; but in the meantime to keep your spirits up I will tell you a few things.<\/p>\n
Consider what a great being God is, and what a little creature you are, and then you need not wonder that you have to wait. Why poor people, when they go to see a rich man, will stop in his hall for hours, and if they are going to see a great lord, they will not mind waiting in the antechamber where there is no fire, till their feet are cramped with cold, so long as they have a hope that they shall get an audience at last. The pertinacity of the beggar in the streets is sometimes astonishing: you cannot get rid of him; you walk a little faster, and he walks a little faster too; he keeps talking to you about his wife, who is sick, and tells you that he is a poor man, that you will never miss what you give him, that God will bleary you, and all that. Well, if a beggar will wait upon his fellow worm, if we would be content to wait upon the great of the earth for so long a season, oh! we need not murmur against God if he bids us wait in his halls, for we are poor miserable sinners who are good for nothing, and he is the eternal God. There is such a distance between him and us, that we need not murmur if he keeps us waiting.<\/p>\n
Besides, let us recollect what a great blessing it is we are asking for. The beggar will stop at your door half an hour with the hope of getting perhaps a crust of bread; and men will go and wait in the halls of princes just to get a word. But ah! my friends, that which we are seeking is more than that; we are seeking for the salvation of our souls; we are seeking for the blood of Christ, for the pardon of sin, for a seat in paradise, for deliverance from the flames of hell; and for such a gift as this it were worth while waiting a thousand years if we might be sure of getting it at last.<\/p>\n
But again, poor soul, be willing to wait, because, let me tell thee this, thou art sure to get what thou seekest. \u201cOh!\u201d cries one, \u201cI would not mind what I did if I thought I could be saved at last.\u201d Well, you will. There was never a soul that perished praying, never one who sought the Savior who was at last caste away. Oh, if the Lord should keep you waiting till your head is silvered o\u2019er with grey, his mercy would not come too late; he would be sure at last to give an ear to your supplication, and bestow upon you the blessing. Therefore be patient; though the promise tarry, wait for it, for it will be sure to come. But whilst you are waiting, do not do as some people have done I had a hearer once who used to tell me that he was waiting, and I never could get him out of that idea say what I would, until at last I had to use a good illustration in order to prove to him that he was not waiting. \u201cNow,\u201d said I, \u201csuppose I came to your house one day to tea, and you said to me, \u2019My dear sir, how late you are! we have been waiting for you.\u2019 And suppose there was no fire in the grate, no kettle singing on the hob, and no tea made, I should say, \u2019I do not believe you.\u2019\u201d Waiting implies being ready; if a man is waiting for another, he is ready for him. If you are waiting for the coach, why, you have your hat on and great coat and your gloves, and your bag is packed up, and you are ready to start; if you are waiting for the train, you are standing on the platform, and looking out for its arrival. And when a man is waiting for Christ, he is ready for Christ. But when they say they are waiting, and they fold their arms in unconcern, it is a gross falsehood; they are waiting for God to destroy them, and nothing else. When men do really wait for the Lord, this is the way they wait, \u2014 they go where they hope to meet him. If they hear that Jesus is in the house of God, they go there; if they hear that he is to be found in the reading of the Word, they read it day and night; if they hear that some minister has been specially bless in the salvation of souls, they will go many miles to hear him, in order that they may see Jesus; they will go where Jesus goes, and when they get near Jesus, they will cry after him. They will do as the blind man did when he heard that Jesus of Nazareth passed by. Let us describe that scene, for a moment. A poor man sat by the wayside one day; he could see nothing, but he heard a great noise and a lot of people coming his way, so he said to some of the crowd, \u201cWhat is that?\u201d and they replied, \u201cIt is Jesus of Nazareth that passes by.\u201d That he thinks is a fine opportunity, and he cries out as loud as ever he can, \u201cJesus, thou Son of David, have mercy on me.\u201d Jesus Christ is preaching to the crowd as he walks along, working miracles, and he takes no notice of the cry. Then there is another shout, \u201cThou Son of David, have mercy on me!\u201d The disciples come and tell him to be still; that he is disturbing Christ in his preaching, and that he must not make that noise, \u2014 but so much the more, a great deal, he cries, \u201cThou Son of David, have mercy on me!\u201d And that shout prevailed over the voice of Christ, and the tramping of the feet of the multitude; then Christ stood still, and looked at the blind man, opened his eyes, and gave him sight. Now you must do the same; you must cry to Christ, you must agonize in prayer, and wrestle on your knees before him when you think that you are near to him. Above all, study his promises, and read his Word. And if this sufficeth not, hear then the last advice and the best, go to thy chamber to-night, thou that hast sought the Savior long, as thou thinkest, sought him in vain, go to thy upper chamber, shut to thy doors, fall on thy knees, open his holy Word, turn to that passage which describes the death of Jesus, and when thou hast meekly and reverently read through the story of the crucifixion, shut up the Book, sit down and picture to your mind\u2019s eye the hill of Calvary, \u2014 see the cross in the midst of those two other crosses of the thieves. Picture to yourselves the Lord Jesus with the thorn crown on his head, with his hands all dropping blood, with his side distilling a purple torrent. Don\u2019t think of anything else. The first thing that will happen, God the Holy Spirit helping you, will be that you will begin to weep; tears will run down your cheeks at the sight of the dear bleeding Man; and after a while, faith will begin to kindle, and the thought will arise, \u201cMany souls have been saved by trusting in him that died upon the cross, and why not I?\u201d And it may be that you shall come down from that chamber of yours with a light heart and gladsome countenance, singing as you come down the stairs, \u2014 <\/p>\n
\u201cOh, how sweet to view the flowing
Of his sin-atoning blood!
With divine assurance knowing
He hath made my peace with God!\u201d<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
There is no way of getting peace like that. O thou that hast sought often, adopt this last resource! Thou canst but perish coming to Jesus; thou wilt perish if thou dost not come; but at his feet ne\u2019er sinner died, and never sinner shall. \u201cCome unto me all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.\u201d Ye sin-bitten, conscience-stricken sons of men, hear the gospel: \u201cThis is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners.\u201d This is the glorious gospel of the blessed God, that Christ died for sinners. Believe the gospel, and your souls shall live, you shall be saved, and rejoice in glory everlasting. Christ died for real sinners. You ask a man, \u201cDo you take God\u2019s name in vein?\u201d \u201cNo.\u201d \u201cDo you honor other gods before the Lord Jehovah?\u201d \u201cNo.\u201d \u201cDo you ever break the Sabbath?\u201d \u201cNo.\u201d \u201cDo you always honor your father and mother? Yes, all these things have I kept from my youth up.\u201d Well then, Jesus Christ did not die for you at all; you are too good by half to go to heaven; you are not the sort of person the gospel is preached to. Jesus Christ says, \u201cI came not to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.\u201d He came to save him whose aching heart and bleeding spirit and tearful eye betray the man who feels himself a sinner. Now, may I write the word SINNER in great capital letters, and say, \u201cWho is the man that this word depicts?\u201d Suppose I were to do it, are there not some of you who would get up, and say from your hearts, \u201cO sir, that is just my name; you may put that on me, I the chief of sinners am.\u201d Well then, Jesus died for you. \u201cBut,\u201d says one, \u201cif I had a few good works, I should think he did die for me.\u201d Then you would have no reason to think so. Your reason for believing that Christ died for you, must be grounded on your sins. \u201cChrist Jesus came into the world to save sinners,\u201d \u2014 that must be your only groundwork. \u201cIt is hard,\u201d says one, \u201cto draw white from black.\u201d Ay, but though it is hard, that is what faith must do. You must infer the good from the seeming evil. You know Martin Luther\u2019s logic. He says, in his book on Galatians, that Satan once came to him and said, \u201cMartin, you are a great sinner; you will be damned.\u201d \u201cNo,\u201d said he, \u201cSatan: the first is true, \u2014 I am a great sinner; the second is not true, for, because I am a great sinner, (and I thank thee for telling me of it,) and because I feel it, I shall be saved; for Christ came to save sinners, and so I cut thine head off with thine own sword.\u201d The greatest saints on earth often have come to this. \u201cOh!\u201d saith the heir of heaven, I am afraid I am no child of God; \u201cand the short cut to comfort is this, \u201cWell, if I am not a child of God, I am a sinner, and \u2014 <\/p>\n
\u201c\u2019A sinner is a sacred thing,
The Holy Ghost hath made him so.\u2019\u201d<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
And straightway he comes to Christ, and cries, \u2014 <\/p>\n
\u201cNothing in my hands I bring,
Simply to thy cross I cling.\u201d<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
Poor sinners, that is believing on Christ, believing that he died for you when there is no evidence that he did except your own sense of sin. Then, casting your black soul into the fountain, then bringing your naked soul to the heavenly wardrobe, then do you prove the power of faith, and then are you thus manifested to be the children of God in verity and truth.<\/p>\n
May the Lord add his blessing! If there are any careless souls here, may he awaken them, for Jesus Christ\u2019s sake! Amen.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
NO. 2836 A SERMON INTENDED FOR READING ON LORD\u2019S-DAY, JUNE 21ST, 1903, DELIVERED BY C. H. SPURGEON, AT THE 100TH ANNIVERSARY OF AMERSHAM BAPTIST CHAPEL IN NOVEMBER, 1857 \u201cAnd shall not God avenge his own elect, which cry day and night unto him, though he bear long with them\u201d \u2014 Luke 18:7. YOU remember this … Continue reading “PRAYERFUL IMPORTUNITY”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4165","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-sermons"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4165","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4165"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4165\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4165"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4165"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4165"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}