
The Pursuit of God
By A. W. Tozer
Publisher’s Preface
To simply call A. W. Tozer’s The Pursuit of God “a devotional classic” is an understatement. As
biographer James Snyder recounts, Tozer began writing at 9:00 P.M. on a train
bound from Chicago to Texas, wrote all night, and finished a rough draft early
the next morning” (In Pursuit of God: The
Life of A. W. Tozer [Camp Hill, PA: Christian Publications, 1991] p. 124).
The words flowed from a heart fixed upon an intimate relationship with God and
a mind that wanted the same for his readers. More than any of his other books,
this one will help you satisfy your hunger and thirst for God’s Presence in
your life. The reader’s attention is also directed to the Publisher’s book, The Forgotten Tozer, a review and
analysis of Tozer’s thought on contemporary Christianity. It is detailed on the
Books page.
Introduction
Preface
I. Following Hard After God
II. The Blessedness of Possessing Nothing
III. Removing the Veil
IV. Apprehending God
V. The Universal Presence
VI. The Speaking Voice
VII. The Gaze of the Soul
VIII. Restoring the Creator-creature Relation
IX. Meekness and Rest
X. The Sacrament of Living
Here is a masterly study of the inner life by a heart thirsting after God, eager to grasp at least the outskirts of His ways, the abyss of His love for sinners, and the height of His unapproachable majesty--and it was written by a busy pastor in Chicago!
Who could imagine David writing
the twenty-third Psalm on South Halsted Street, or a medieval mystic finding
inspiration in a small study on the second floor of a frame house on the vast,
flat checkerboard of endless streets
Where cross
the crowded ways of life
Where sound the cries of race
and clan,
In haunts of wretchedness and
need,
On shadowed threshold dark
with fears,
And paths where hide the lures
of greed...
But even as Dr. Frank Mason North,
of New York, says in his immortal poem, so Mr. Tozer says in this book:
Above the
noise of selfish strife
We hear Thy voice, O Son of
Man.
My acquaintence with the author is
limited to brief visits and loving fellowship in his church. There I discovered
a self-made scholar, an omnivorous reader with a remarkable library of
theological and devotional books, and one who seemed to burn the midnight oil
in pursuit of God. His book is the result of long meditation and much prayer.
It is not a collection of sermons. It does not deal with the pulpit and the pew
but with the soul athirst for God. The chapters could be summarized in Moses'
prayer, "Show me thy glory," or Paul's exclamation, "O the depth
of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God!" It is theology not
of the head but of the heart.
There is deep insight, sobriety of
style, and a catholicity of outlook that is refreshing. The author has few
quotations but he knows the saints and mystics of the centures--Augustine,
Nicholas of Cusa, Thomas a Kempis, von Hegel, Finney, Wesley and many more. The
ten chapters are heart searching and the prayers at the close of each are for
the closet, not pulpit. I felt the nearness of God while reading them.
Here is a book for every pastor,
missionary, and devout Christian. It deals with the deep things of God and the
riches of His grace. Above all, it has the keynote of sincerity and humility.
Samuel M. Zwemer
New York City
Preface
In this hour of all-but-universal
darkness one cheering gleam appears: within the fold of conservative Christianity
there are to be found increasing numbers of persons whose religious lives are
marked by a growing hunger after God Himself. They are eager for spiritual
realities and will not be put off with words, nor will they be content with
correct "interpretations" of truth. They are athirst for God, and
they will not be satisfied till they have drunk deep at the Fountain of Living
Water.
This is the only real harbinger of
revival which I have been able to detect anywhere on the religious horizon. It
may be the cloud the size of a man's hand for which a few saints here and there
have been looking. It can result in a resurrection of life for many souls and a
recapture of that radiant wonder which should accompany faith in Christ, that
wonder which has all but fled the Church of God in our day.
But this hunger must be recognized
by our religious leaders. Current evangelicalism has (to change the figure)
laid the altar and divided the sacrifice into parts, but now seems satisfied to
count the stones and rearrange the pieces with never a care that there is not a
sign of fire upon the top of lofty Carmel. But God be thanked that there are a
few who care. They are those who, while they love the altar and delight in the
sacrifice, are yet unable to reconcile themselves to the continued absence of
fire. They desire God above all. They are athirst to taste for themselves the
"piercing sweetness" of the love of Christ about Whom all the holy
prophets did write and the psalmists did sing.
There is today no lack of Bible
teachers to set forth correctly the principles of the doctrines of Christ, but
too many of these seem satisfied to teach the fundamentals of the faith year
after year, strangely unaware that there is in their ministry no manifest
Presence, nor anything unusual in their personal lives. They minister
constantly to believers who feel within their breasts a longing which their
teaching simply does not satisfy.
I trust I speak in charity, but
the lack in our pulpits is real. Milton's terrible sentence applies to our day
as accurately as it did to his: "The hungry sheep look up, and are not
fed." It is a solemn thing, and no small scandal in the Kingdom, to see
God's children starving while actually seated at the Father's table. The truth
of Wesley's words is established before our eyes: "Orthodoxy, or right
opinion, is, at best, a very slender part of religion. Though right tempers
cannot subsist without right opinions, yet right opinions may subsist without
right tempers. There may be a right opinion of God without either love or one
right temper toward Him. Satan is proof of this."
Thanks to our splendid Bible
societies and to other effective agencies for the dissemination of the Word,
there are today many millions of people who hold "right opinions,"
probably more than ever before in the history of the Church. Yet I wonder if
there was ever a time when true spiritual worship was at a lower ebb. To great
sections of the Church the art of worship has been lost entirely, and in its
place has come that strange and foreign thing called the "program."
This word has been borrowed from the stage and applied with sad wisdom to the
type of public service which now passes for worship among us.
Sound Bible exposition is an
imperative must in the Church of the living God. Without it no church
can be a New Testament church in any strict meaning of that term. But
exposition may be carried on in such way as to leave the hearers devoid of any
true spiritual nourishment whatever. For it is not mere words that nourish the
soul, but God Himself, and unless and until the hearers find God in personal
experience, they are not the better for having heard the truth. The Bible is
not an end in itself, but a means to bring men to an intimate and satisfying
knowledge of God, that they may enter into Him, that they may delight in His
Presence, may taste and know the inner sweetness of the very God Himself in the
core and center of their hearts.
This book is a modest attempt to
aid God's hungry children so to find Him. Nothing here is new except in the
sense that it is a discovery which my own heart has made of spiritual realities
most delightful and wonderful to me. Others before me have gone much farther
into these holy mysteries than I have done, but if my fire is not large it is
yet real, and there may be those who can light their candle at its flame.
A. W. Tozer
Chicago, Ill.
June 16, 1948
I
Following Hard
After God
My soul followeth hard after thee: thy right hand upholdeth me. -- Ps
63:8
Christian theology teaches the
doctrine of prevenient grace, which briefly stated means this, that before a
man can seek God, God must first have sought the man.
Before a sinful man can think a
right thought of God, there must have been a work of enlightenment done within
him; imperfect it may be, but a true work nonetheless, and the secret cause of
all desiring and seeking and praying which may follow.
We pursue God because, and only
because, He has first put an urge within us that spurs us to the pursuit.
"No man can come to me," said our Lord, "except the Father which
hath sent me draw him," and it is by this very prevenient drawing
that God takes from us every vestige of credit for the act of coming. The
impulse to pursue God originates with God, but the outworking of that impulse
is our following hard after Him; and all the time we are pursuing Him we are
already in His hand: "Thy right hand upholdeth me."
In this divine
"upholding" and human "following" there is no
contradiction. All is of God, for as von Hegel teaches, God is always previous.
In practice, however, (that is, where God's previous working meets man's
present response) man must pursue God. On our part there must be positive
reciprocation if this secret drawing of God is to eventuate in identifiable
experience of the Divine. In the warm language of personal feeling this is
stated in the Forty-second Psalm: "As the hart panteth after the water
brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God. My soul thirsteth for God, for
the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?" This is deep
calling unto deep, and the longing heart will understand it.
The doctrine of justification by
faith -- a Biblical truth, and a blessed relief from sterile legalism and
unavailing self-effort -- has in our time fallen into evil company and been
interpreted by many in such manner as actually to bar men from the knowledge of
God. The whole transaction of religious conversion has been made mechanical and
spiritless. Faith may now be exercised without a jar to the moral life and
without embarrassment to the Adamic ego. Christ may be "received"
without creating any special love for Him in the soul of the receiver. The man
is "saved," but he is not hungry nor thirsty after God. In fact he is
specifically taught to be satisfied and encouraged to be content with little.
The modern scientist has lost God
amid the wonders of His world; we Christians are in real danger of losing God
amid the wonders of His Word. We have almost forgotten that God is a Person
and, as such, can be cultivated as any person can. It is inherent in
personality to be able to know other personalities, but full knowledge of one
personality by another cannot be achieved in one encounter. It is only after
long and loving mental intercourse that the full possibilities of both can be explored.
All social intercourse between
human beings is a response of personality to personality, grading upward from
the most casual brush between man and man to the fullest, most intimate
communion of which the human soul is capable. Religion, so far as it is
genuine, is in essence the response of created personalities to the Creating
Personality, God. "This is life eternal, that they might know thee, the
only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom thou hast sent."
God is a Person, and in the deep
of His mighty nature He thinks, wills, enjoys, feels, loves, desires and
suffers as any other person may. In making Himself known to us He stays by the
familiar pattern of personality. He communicates with us through the avenues of
our minds, our wills and our emotions. The continuous and unembarrassed
interchange of love and thought between God and the soul of the redeemed man is
the throbbing heart of New Testament religion.
This intercourse between God and
the soul is known to us in conscious personal awareness. It is personal: that
is, it does not come through the body of believers, as such, but is known to
the individual, and to the body through the individuals which compose it. And
it is conscious: that is, it does not stay below the threshold of consciousness
and work there unknown to the soul (as, for instance, infant baptism is thought
by some to do), but comes within the field of awareness where the man can
"know" it as he knows any other fact of experience.
You and I are in little (our sins
excepted) what God is in large. Being made in His image we have within us the
capacity to know Him. In our sins we lack only the power. The moment the Spirit
has quickened us to life in regeneration our whole being senses its kinship to
God and leaps up in joyous recognition. That is the heavenly birth without
which we cannot see the Kingdom of God. It is, however, not an end but an
inception, for now begins the glorious pursuit, the heart's happy exploration
of the infinite riches of the Godhead. That is where we begin, I say, but where
we stop no man has yet discovered, for there is in the awful and mysterious
depths of the Triune God neither limit nor end.
Shoreless
Ocean, who can sound Thee?
Thine own eternity is round
Thee,
Majesty divine!
To have found God and still to
pursue Him is the soul's paradox of love, scorned indeed by the
too-easily-satisfied religionist, but justified in happy experience by the
children of the burning heart. St. Bernard stated this holy paradox in a
musical quatrain that will be instantly understood by every worshipping soul:
We taste
Thee, O Thou Living Bread,
And long to feast upon Thee
still:
We drink of Thee, the
Fountainhead
And thirst our souls from Thee
to fill.
Come near to the holy men and
women of the past and you will soon feel the heat of their desire after God.
They mourned for Him, they prayed and wrestled and sought for Him day and
night, in season and out, and when they had found Him the finding was all the
sweeter for the long seeking. Moses used the fact that he knew God as an
argument for knowing Him better. "Now, therefore, I pray thee, if I have
found grace in thy sight, show me now thy way, that I may know thee, that I may
find grace in thy sight"; and from there he rose to make the daring request,
"I beseech thee, show me thy glory." God was frankly pleased by this
display of ardor, and the next day called Moses into the mount, and there in
solemn procession made all His glory pass before him.
David's life was a torrent of
spiritual desire, and his psalms ring with the cry of the seeker and the glad
shout of the finder. Paul confessed the mainspring of his life to be his
burning desire after Christ. "That I may know Him," was the goal of
his heart, and to this he sacrificed everything. "Yea doubtless, and I
count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus
my Lord: for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and do count them but
refuse, that I may win Christ."
Hymnody is sweet with the longing
after God, the God whom, while the singer seeks, he knows he has already found.
"His track I see and I'll pursue," sang our fathers only a short
generation ago, but that song is heard no more in the great congregation. How
tragic that we in this dark day have had our seeking done for us by our
teachers. Everything is made to center upon the initial act of
"accepting" Christ (a term, incidentally, which is not found in the
Bible) and we are not expected thereafter to crave any further revelation of
God to our souls. We have been snared in the coils of a spurious logic whcih
insists that if we have found Him we need no more seek Him. This is set before
us as the last word in orthodoxy, and it is taken for granted that no
Bible-taught Christian ever believed otherwise. Thus the whole testimony of the
worshipping, seeking, singing Church on that subject is crisply set aside. The
experiential heart-theology of a grand army of fragrant saints is rejected in
favor of a smug interpretation of Scripture which would certainly have sounded
strange to an Augustine, a Rutherford or a Branierd.
In the midst of this great chill
there are some, I rejoice to acknowledge, who will not be content with shallow
logic. They will admit the force of the argument, and then turn away with tears
to hunt some lonely place and pray, "O God, show me thy glory." They
want to taste, to touch with their hearts, to see with their inner eyes the
wonder that is God.
I want deliberately to encourage
this mighty longing after God. The lack of it has brought us to our present low
estate. The stiff and wooden quality about our religious lives is a result of
our lack of holy desire. Complacency is a deadly foe of all spiritual growth.
Acute desire must be present or there will be no manifestation of Christ to His
people. He waits to be wanted. Too bad that with many of us He waits so long,
so very long, in vain.
Every age has its own
characteristics. Right now we are in an age of religious complexity. The
simplicity which is in Christ is rarely found among us. In its stead are
programs, methods, organizations and a world of nervous activities which occupy
time and attention but can never satisfy the longing of the heart. The
shallowness of our inner experience, the hollowness of our worship, and the
servile imitation of the world which marks our promotional methods all testify
that we, in this day, know God only imperfectly, and the peace of God scarcely
at all.
If we would find God amid all the
religious externals we must first determine to find Him, and then proceed in the
way of simplicity. Now as always God discovers Himself to "babes" and
hides Himself in thick darkness from the wise and the prudent. We must simplify
our approach to Him. We must strip down to essentials (and they will be found
to be blessedly few). We must put away all effort to impress, and come with the
guileless candor of childhood. If we do this, without doubt God will quickly
respond.
When religion has said its last
word, there is little that we need other than God Himself. The evil habit of
seeking God-and effectively prevents us from finding God in full
revelation. In the "and" lies our great woe. If we omit the
"and", we shall soon find God, and in Him we shall find that for
which we have all our lives been secretly longing.
We need not fear that in seeking
God only we may narrow our lives or restrict the motions of our expanding
hearts. The opposite is true. We can well afford to make God our All, to
concentrate, to sacrifice the many for the One.
The author of the quaint old
English classic, The Cloud of Unknowing, teaches us how to do this.
"Lift up thine heart unto God with a meek stirring of love; and mean
Himself, and none of His goods. And thereto, look thee loath to think on aught
but God Himself. So that nought work in thy wit, nor in thy will, but only God
Himself. This is the work of the soul that most pleaseth God."
Again, he recommends that in
prayer we practice a further stripping down of everything, even of our
theology. "For it sufficeth enough, a naked intent direct unto God without
any other cause than Himself." Yet underneath all his thinking lay the
broad foundation of New Testament truth, for he explains that by
"Himself" he means "God that made thee, and bought thee, and
that graciously called thee to thy degree." And he is all for simplicity:
If we would have religion "lapped and folden in one word, for that thou
shouldst have better hold thereupon, take thee but a little word of one
syllable: for so it is better than of two, for even the shorter it is the
better it accordeth with the work of the Spirit. And such a word is this word God
or this word love."
When the Lord divided Canaan among
the tribes of Israel, Levi received no share of the land. God said to him
simply, "I am thy part and thine inheritance," and by those words
made him richer than all his brethren, richer than all the kings and rajas who
have ever lived in the world. And there is a spiritual principle here, a
principle still valid for every priest of the Most High God.
The man who has God for his treasure has all things in One. Many ordinary treasures may be denied him, or if he is allowed to have them, the enjoyment of them will be so tempered that they will never be necessary to his happiness. Or if he must see them go, one after one, he will scarcely feel a sense of loss, for having the Source of all things he has in One all satisfaction, all pleasure, all delight. Whatever he may lose he has actually lost nothing, for he now has it all in One, and he has it purely, legitimately and forever.
Prayer
O God, I have tasted Thy goodness, and it has both satisfied me and made me thirsty for more. I am painfully conscious of my need of further grace. I am ashamed of my lack of desire. O God, the Triune God, I want to want Thee; I long to be filled with longing; I thirst to be made more thirsty still. Show me Thy glory, I pray Thee, that so I may know Thee indeed. Begin in mercy a new work of love within me. Say to my soul, "Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away." Then give me grace to rise and follow Thee up from this misty lowland where I have wandered so long. In Jesus' name, Amen.
II.
The Blessedness of Possessing Nothing
Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. --
Matt 5:3
Before the Lord God made man upon the earth He first prepared for him by creating a world of useful and pleasant things for his sustenance and delight. In the Genesis account of the creation these are called simply "things." They were made for man's uses, but they were meant always to be external to the man and subservient to him. In the deep heart of the man was a shrine where none but God was worthy to come. Within him was God; without, a thousand gifts which God had showered upon him.
But sin has introduced
complications and has made those very gifts of God a potential source of ruin
to the soul.
Our woes began when God was forced
out of His central shrine and "things" were allowed to enter. Within
the human heart "things" have taken over. Men have now by nature no
peace within their hearts, for God is crowned there no longer, but there in the
moral dusk stubborn and aggressive usurpers fight among themselves for first
place on the throne.
This is not a mere metaphor, but
an accurate analysis of our real spiritual trouble. There is within the human
heart a tough fibrous root of fallen life whose nature is to possess, always to
possess. It covets "things" with a deep and fierce passion. The
pronouns "my" and "mine" look innocent enough in print, but
their constant and universal use is significant. They express the real nature
of the old Adamic man better than a thousand volumes of theology could do. They
are verbal symptoms of our deep disease. The roots of our hearts have grown
down into things, and we dare not pull up one rootlet lest we die.
Things have become necessary to us, a development never originally intended.
God's gifts now take the place of God, and the whole course of nature is upset
by the monstrous substitution.
Our Lord referred to this tyranny
of things when He said to His disciples, "If any man will come
after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me. For
whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever shall lose his life
for my sake shall find it."
Breaking this truth into fragments
for our better understanding, it would seem that there is within each of us an
enemy which we tolerate at our peril. Jesus called it "life" and
"self," or as we would say, the self-life. Its chief
characteristic is its possessiveness: the words "gain" and
"profit" suggest this. To allow this enemy to live is in the end to
lose everything. To repudiate it and give up all for Christ's sake is to lose
nothing at last, but to preserve everything unto life eternal. And possibly
also a hint is given here as to the only effective way to destroy this foe: it
is by the Cross: "Let him take up his cross and follow me."
The way to deeper knowledge of God
is through the lonely valleys of soul-poverty and abnegation of all things. The
blessed ones who possess the Kingdom are they who have repudiated every
external thing and have rooted from their hearts all sense of possessing. They
are "poor in spirit." They have reached an inward state paralleling
the outward circumstances of the common beggar in the streets of Jerusalem;
that is what the word "poor" as Christ used it actually means. These
blessed poor are no longer slaves to the tyranny of things. They have
broken the yoke of the oppressor; and this they have done not by fighting but
by surrendering. Though free from all sense of possessing, they yet possess all
things. "Theirs is the kingdom of heaven."
Let me exhort you to take this
seriously. It is not to be understood as mere Bible teaching to be stored away
in the mind along with an inert mass of other doctrines. It is a marker on the
road to greener pastures, a path chiseled against the steep sides of the mount
of God. We dare not try to bypass it if we would follow on in this holy
pursuit. We must ascend a step at a time. If we refuse one step we bring our
progress to an end.
As is frequently true, this New
Testament principle of spiritual life finds its best illustration in the Old
Testament. In the story of Abraham and Isaac we have a dramatic picture of the
surrendered life as well as an excellent commentary on the first Beatitude.
Abraham was old when Isaac was
born, old enough indeed to have been his grandfather, and the child became at
once the delight and idol of his heart. From that moment when he first stooped
to take the tiny form awkwardly in his arms he was an eager love-slave of his
son. God went out of His way to comment on the strength of this affection. And
it is not hard to understand. The baby represented everything sacred to his
father's heart: the promises of God, the covenants, the hopes of the years and
the long messianic dream. As he watched him grow from babyhood to young manhood
the heart of the old man was knit closer and closer with the life of his son,
till at last the relationship bordered upon the perilous. It was then that God
stepped in to save both father and son from the consequences of an uncleansed
love.
"Take now thy son," said
God to Abraham, "thine only son Isaac, whom thou lovest, and get thee into
the land of Moriah; and offer him there for a burnt-offering upon one of the
mountains which I will tell thee of." The sacred writer spares us a
close-up of the agony that night on the slopes near Beersheba when the aged man
had it out with his God, but respectful imagination may view in awe the bent
form and convulsive wrestling alone under the stars. Possibly not again until a
Greater than Abraham wrestled in the Garden of Gethsemane did such mortal pain
visit a human soul. If only the man himself might have been allowed to die.
That would have been easier a thousand times, for he was old now, and to die
would have been no great ordeal for one who had walked so long with God.
Besides, it would have been a last sweet pleasure to let his dimming vision rest
upon the figure of his stalwart son who would live to carry on the Abrahamic
line and fulfill in himself the promises of God made long before in Ur of the
Chaldees.
How should he slay the lad! Even
if he could get the consent of his wounded and protesting heart, how could he
reconcile the act with the promise, "In Isaac shall thy seed be
called"? This was Abraham's trial by fire, and he did not fail in the
crucible. While the stars still shone like sharp white points above the tent
where the sleeping Isaac lay, and long before the gray dawn had begun to
lighten the east, the old saint had made up his mind. He would offer his son as
God had directed him to do, and then trust God to raise him from the dead.
This, says the writer to the Hebrews, was the solution his aching heart found
sometime in the dark night, and he rose "early in the morning" to
carry out the plan. It is beautiful to see that, while he erred as to God's
method, he had correctly sensed the secret of His great heart. And the solution
accords well with the New Testament Scripture, "Whosoever will lose... for
my sake shall find..."
God let the suffering old man go
through with it up to the point where He knew there would be no retreat, and
then forbade him to lay a hand upon the boy. To the wondering patriarch He now
says in effect, "It's all right, Abraham. I never intended that you should
actually slay the lad. I only wanted to remove him from the temple of your
heart that I might reign unchallenged there. I wanted to correct the perversion
that existed in your love. Now you may have the boy, sound and well. Take him
and go back to your tent. Now I know that thou fearest God, seeing that thou
hast not withheld thy son, thine only son, from me."
Then heaven opened and a voice was
heard saying to him, "By myself I have sworn, saith the Lord, for because
thou hast done this thing, and hast not withheld thy son, thine only son: that
in blessing I will bless thee, and in multiplying I will multiply thy seed as
the stars of the heaven, and as the sand which is upon the sea shore; and thy
seed shall possess the gate of his enemies; and in thy seed shall all the
nations of the earth be blessed; because thou hast obeyed my voice."
The old man of God lifted his head
to respond to the Voice, and stood there on the mount strong and pure and
grand, a man marked out by the Lord for special treatment, a friend and
favorite of the Most High. Now he was a man wholly surrendered, a man utterly
obedient, a man who possessed nothing. He had concentrated his all in the
person of his dear son, and God had taken it from him. God could have begun out
on the margin of Abraham's life and worked inward to the center; He chose
rather to cut quickly to the heart and have it over in one sharp act of
separation. In dealing thus He practiced an economy of means and time. It hurt
cruelly, but it was effective.
I have said that Abraham possessed
nothing. Yet was not this poor man rich? Everything he had owned before was
still his to enjoy: sheep, camels, herds, and goods of every sort. He had also
his wife and his friends, and best of all he had his son Isaac safe by his
side. He had everything, but he possessed nothing. There is the
spiritual secret. There is the sweet theology of the heart which can be learned
only in the school of renunciation. The books on systematic theology overlook
this, but the wise will understand.
After that bitter and blessed
experience I think the words "my" and "mine" never had
again the same meaning for Abraham. The sense of possession which they connote
was gone from his heart. Things had been cast out forever. They had
now become external to the man. His inner heart was free from them. The world
said, "Abraham is rich," but the aged patriarch only smiled. He could
not explain it to them, but he knew that he owned nothing, that his real
treasures were inward and eternal.
There can be no doubt that this
possessive clinging to things is one of the most harmful habits in the life.
Because it is so natural it is rarely recognized for the evil that it is; but
its outworkings are tragic.
We are often hindered from giving
up our treasures to the Lord out of fear for their safety; this is especially
true when those treasures are loved relatives and friends. But we need have no
such fears. Our Lord came not to destroy but to save. Everything is safe which
we commit to Him, and nothing is really safe which is not so committed.
Our gifts and talents should also
be turned over to Him. They should be recognized for what they are, God's loan
to us, and should never be considered in any sense our own. We have no more
right to claim credit for special abilities than for blue eyes or strong
muscles. "For who maketh thee to differ from another? and what hast thou
that thou didst not receive?"
The Christian who is alive enough
to know himself even slightly will recognize the symptoms of this possession
malady, and will grieve to find them in his own heart. If the longing after God
is strong enough within him he will want to do something about the matter. Now,
what should he do?
First of all he should put away
all defense and make no attempt to excuse himself either in his own eyes or
before the Lord. Whoever defends himself will have himself for his defense, and
he will have no other; but let him come defenseless before the Lord and he will
have for his defender no less than God Himself. Let the inquiring Christian
trample under foot every slippery trick of his deceitful heart and insist upon
frank and open relations with the Lord.
Then he should remember that this
is holy business. No careless or casual dealings will suffice. Let him come to
God in full determination to be heard. Let him insist that God accept his all,
that He take things out of his heart and Himself reign there in power.
It may be he will need to become specific, to name things and people by their
names one by one. If he will become drastic enough he can shorten the time of
his travail from years to minutes and enter the good land long before his
slower brethren who coddle their feelings and insist upon caution in their
dealings with God.
Let us never forget that such a
truth as this cannot be learned by rote as one would learn the facts of
physical science. They must be experienced before we can really know
them. We must in our hearts live through Abraham's harsh and bitter experiences
if we would know the blessedness which follows them. The ancient curse will not
go out painlessly; the tough old miser within us will not lie down and die
obedient to our command. He must be torn out of our heart like a plant from the
soil; he must be extracted in agony and blood like a tooth from the jaw. He
must be expelled from our soul by violence as Christ expelled the money
changers from the temple. And we shall need to steel ourselves against his piteous
begging, and to recognize it as springing out of self-pity, one of the most
reprehensible sins of the human heart.
If we would indeed know God in growing intimacy we must go this way of renunciation. And if we are set upon the pursuit of God, He will sooner or later bring us to this test. Abraham's testing was, at the time, not known to him as such, yet if he had taken some course other than the one he did, the whole history of the Old Testament would have been different. God would have found His man, no doubt, but the loss to Abraham would have been tragic beyond the telling. So we will be brought one by one to the testing place, and we may never know when we are there. At that testing place there will be no dozen possible choices for us; just one and an alternative, but our whole future will be conditioned by the choice we make.
Father,
I want to know Thee, but my coward heart fears to give up its toys. I cannot
part with them without inward bleeding, and I do not try to hide from Thee the
terror of the parting. I come trembling, but I do come. Please root from my
heart all those things which I have cherished so long and which have become a
very part of my living self, so that Thou mayest enter and dwell there without
a rival. Then shalt Thou make the place of Thy feet glorious. Then shall my
heart have no need of the sun to shine in it, for Thyself wilt be the light of
it, and there shall be no night there. In Jesus' name, Amen.
III
Removing the Veil
Having therefore, brethren, boldness to enter
into the holiest by the blood of Jesus. -- Heb 10:19
Among the famous sayings of the
Church fathers none is better know than Augustine's "Thou hast formed us
for Thyself, and our hearts are restless till they find rest in Thee."
The great saint states here in few
words the origin and interior history of the human race. God made us for
Himself: that is the only explanation that satisfies the heart of a
thinking man, whatever his wild reason may say. Should faulty education and
perverse reasoning lead a man to conclude otherwise, there is little that any
Christian can do for him. For such a man I have no message. My appeal is
addressed to those who have been previously taught in secret by the wisdom of
God; I speak to thirsty hearts whose longings have been wakened by the touch of
God within them, and such as they need no reasoned proof. Their restless hearts
furnish all the proof they need.
God formed us for Himself. The Shorter
Catechism, "Agreed upon by the Reverend Assembly of Divines at
Westminister," as the old New-England Primer has it, asks the
ancient questions what and why and answers them in one short
sentence hardly matched in any uninspired work.
"Question: What is
the chief End of Man?
Answer: Man's chief End is to glorify God and enjoy Him forever."
With this agree the four and
twenty elders who fall on their faces to worship Him that liveth for ever and
ever, saying, "Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory and honour and
power: for thou hast created all things, and for thy pleasure they are and were
created."
God formed us for His pleasure,
and so formed us that we as well as He can in divine communion enjoy the sweet
and mysterious mingling of kindred personalities. He meant us to see Him and
live with Him and draw our life from His smile. But we have been guilty of that
"foul revolt" of which Milton speaks when describing the rebellion of
Satan and his hosts. We have broken with God. We have ceased to obey Him or
love Him and in guilt and fear have fled as far as possible from His Presence.
Yet who can flee from His Presence
when the heaven of heavens cannot contain Him? When as the wisdom of Solomon
testifies, "the Spirit of the Lord filleth the world"? The
omnipresence of the Lord is one thing, and is a solemn fact necessary to His
perfection; the manifest Presence is another thing altogether, and
from that Presence we have fled, like Adam, to hide among the trees of the
garden, or like Peter to shrink away crying, "Depart from me, for I am a
sinful man, O Lord."
So the life of man upon the earth
is a life away from the Presence, wrenched loose from that "blissful
center" which is our right and proper dwelling place, our first estate
which we kept not, the loss of which is the cause of our unceasing restlessness.
The whole work of God in
redemption is to undo the tragic effects of that foul revolt, and to bring us
back again into right and eternal relationship with Himself. This required that
our sins be disposed of satisfactorily, that a full reconciliation be effected
and the way opened for us to return again into conscious communion with God and
to live again in the Presence as before. Then by His prevenient working within
us He moves us to return. This first comes to our notice when our restless
hearts feel a yearning for the Presence of God and we say within ourselves,
"I will arise and go to my Father." That is the first step, and as
the Chinese sage Lao-tze has said, "The journey of a thousand miles begins
with a first step."
The interior journey of the soul
from the wilds of sin into the enjoyed Presence of God is beautifully
illustrated in the Old Testament tabernacle. The returning sinner first entered
the outer court where he offered a blood sacrifice on the brazen altar and
washed himself in the laver that stood near it. Then through a veil he passed
into the holy place where no natural light could come, but the golden
candlestick which spoke of Jesus the Light of the World threw its soft glow
over all. There also was the shewbread to tell of Jesus, the Bread of Life, and
the altar of incense, a figure of unceasing prayer.
Though the worshipper had enjoyed
so much, still he had not yet entered the Presence of God. Another veil
separated from the Holy of Holies where above the mercy seat dwelt the very God
Himself in awful and glorious manifestation. While the tabernacle stood, only
the high priest could enter there, and that but once a year, with blood which
he offered for his sins and the sins of the people. It was this last veil which
was rent when our Lord gave up the ghost on Calvary, and the sacred writer
explains that this rending of the veil opened the way for every worshipper in
the world to come by the new and living way straight into the divine Presence.
Everything in the New Testament
accords with this Old Testament picture. Ransomed men need no longer pause in
fear to enter the Holy of Holies. God wills that we should push on into his
presence and live our whole life there. This is to be known to us in
conscious experience. It is more than a doctrine to be held, it is a life to be
enjoyed every moment of every day.
This Flame of the Presence was the
beating heart of the Levitical order. Without it all the appointments of the
tabernacle were characters of some unknown language; they had no meaning for Israel
or for us. The greatest fact of the tabernacle was that Jehovah was there;
a Presence was waiting within the veil. Similarly the Presence of God is the
central fact of Christianity. At the heart of the Christian message is God
Himself waiting for His redeemed children to push in to conscious awareness of
His Presence. That type of Christianity which happens now to be the vogue knows
this Presence only in theory. It fails to stress the Christian's privilege of
present realization. According to its teachings we are in the Presence of God
positionally, and nothing is said about the need to experience that Presence
actually. The fiery urge that drove men like McCheyne is wholly missing. And
the present generation of Christians measures itself by this imprefect rule.
Ignoble contentment takes the place of burning zeal. We are satisfied to rest
in our judicial possessions and for the most part we bother ourselves
very little about the absence of personal experience.
Who is this within the veil who
dwells in fiery manifestations? It is none other than God Himself, "One
God the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth, and of all things visible
and invisible," and "One Lord Jesus Christ, the only begotten Son of
God; begotten of His Father before all worlds, God of God, Light of Light, Very
God of Very God; begotten, not made; being of one substance with the
Father," and "the Holy Ghost, the Lord and Giver of life, Who
proceedeth from the Father and the Son, Who with the Father and the Son
together is worshipped and glorified." Yet this holy Trinity is One God,
for "we worship one God in Trinity, and Trinity in Unity; neither
confounding the Persons, nor dividing the Substance. For there is one Person of
the Father, another of the Son, and another of the Holy Ghost. But the Godhead
of the Father, of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost, is all one: the glory equal
and the majesty co-eternal." So in part run the ancient creeds, and so the
inspired Word declares.
Behind the veil is God, that God
after Whom the world, with strange inconsistency, has felt, "if haply they
might find Him." He has discovered Himself to some extent in nature, but
more perfectly in the Incarnation; now He waits to show Himself in ravishing
fulness to the humble of soul and the pure in heart.
The world is perishing for lack of
the knowledge of God and the Church is famishing for want of His Presence. The
instant cure of most of our religious ills would be to enter the Presence in
spiritual experience, to become suddenly aware that we are in God and that God
is in us. This would lift us out of our pitiful narrowness and cause our hearts
to be enlarged. This would burn away the impurities from our lives as the bugs
and fungi were burned away by the fire that dwelt in the bush.
What a broad world to roam in,
what a sea to swim in is this God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. He is eternal,
which means that He antedates time and is wholly independent of it. Time began
in Him and will end in Him. To it He pays no tribute and from it He suffers no
change. He is immutable, which means that He has never changed and can
never change in any smallest measure. To change He would need to go from better
to worse or from worse to better. He cannot do either, for being perfect He
cannot become more perfect, and if He were to become less perfect He would be
less than God. He is omniscient, which means that He knows in one free
and effortless act all matter, all spirit, all relationships, all events. He
has no past and He has no future. He is, and none of the limiting and
qualifying terms used of creatures can apply to Him. Love and mercy
and righteousness are His, and holiness so ineffable that no
comparisons or figures will avail to express it. Only fire can give even a
remote conception of it. In fire He appeared at the burning bush; in the pillar
of fire He dwelt through all the long wilderness journey. The fire that glowed
between the wings of the cherubim in the holy place was called the
"shekinah," the Presence, through the years of Israel's glory, and
when the Old had given place to the New, He came at Pentecost as a fiery flame
and rested upon each disciple.
Spinoza wrote of the intellectual
love of God, and he had a measure of truth there; but the highest love of God
is not intellectual, it is spiritual. God is spirit and only the spirit of man
can know Him really. In the deep spirit of a man the fire must glow or his love
is not the true love of God. The great of the Kingdom have been those who loved
God more than others did. We all know who they have been and gladly pay tribute
to the depths and sincerity of their devotion. We have but to pause for a
moment and their names come trooping past us smelling of myrrh and aloes and
cassia out of the ivory palaces.
Fredrick Faber was one whose soul
panted after God as the roe pants after the water brook, and the measure in
which God revealed Himself to his seeking heart set the good man's whole life
afire with a burning adoration rivaling that of the seraphim before the throne.
His love for God extended to the three Persons of the Godhead equally, yet he
seemed to feel for each One a special kind of love reserved for Him alone. Of
God the Father he sings:
Only to sit and think of God,
Oh what a joy it is!
To think the thought, to breathe the Name;
Earth has no higher bliss.
Father of Jesus, love's reward!
What rapture will it be,
Prostrate before Thy throne to lie,
And gaze and gaze on Thee!
His love for the Person of Christ
was so intense that it threatened to consume him; it burned within him as a
sweet and holy madness and flowed from his lips like molten gold. In one of his
sermons he says, "Wherever we turn in the church of God, there is Jesus.
He is the beginning, middle and end of everything to us. ... There is nothing
good, nothing holy, nothing beautiful, nothing joyous which He is not to His
servants. No one need be poor, because, if he chooses, he can have Jesus for
his own property and possession. No one need be downcast, for Jesus is the joy
of heaven, and it is His joy to enter into sorrowful hearts. We can exaggerate
about many things; but we can never exaggerate our obligation to Jesus, or the
compassionate abundance of the love of Jesus to us. All our lives long we might
talk of Jesus, and yet we should never come to an end of the sweet things that
might be said of Him. Eternity will not be long enough to learn all He is, or
to praise Him for all He has done, but then, that matters not; for we shall be
always with Him, and we desire nothing more." And addressing our Lord directly
he says to Him:
"I love Thee so, I know not how
My transports to control;
Thy love is like a burning fire
Within my very soul."
Faber's blazing love extended also
to the Holy Spirit. Not only in his theology did he acknowledge His deity and
full equality with the Father and the Son, but he celebrated it constantly in
his songs and in his prayers. He literally pressed his forehead to the ground
in his eager fervid worship of the Third Person of the Godhead. In one of his
great hymns to the Holy Spirit he sums up his burning devotion thus:
"O Spirit, beautiful and dread!
My heart is fit to break
With love of all Thy tenderness
For us poor sinners' sake.
I have risked the tedium of
quotation that I might show by pointed example what I have set out to say,
viz., that God is so vastly wonderful, so utterly and completely delightful
that He can, without anything other than Himself, meet and overflow the deepest
demands of our total nature, mysterious and deep as that nature is. Such
worship as Faber knew (and he is but one of a great company which no man can
number) can never come from a mere doctrinal knowledge of God. Hearts that are
"fit to break" with love for the Godhead are those who have been in
the Presence and have looked with opened eye upon the majesty of Deity. Men of
the breaking hearts had a quality about them not known to or understood by
common men. They habitually spoke with spiritual authority. They had been in
the Presence of God and they reported what they saw there. They were prophets,
not scribes, for the scribe tells us what he has read, and the prophet tells us
what he has seen.
The distinction is not an
imaginary one. Between the scribe who has read and the prophet who has seen
there is a difference as wide as the sea. We are today overrun with orthodox
scribes, but the prophets, where are they? The hard voice of the scribe sounds
over evangelicalism, but the Church waits for the tender voice of the saint who
has penetrated the veil and has gazed with inward eye upon the Wonder that is
God. And yet, thus to penetrate, to push in sensitive living experience into
the holy Presence, is a privilege open to every child of God.
With the veil removed by the
rending of Jesus' flesh, with nothing on God's side to prevent us from
entering, why do we tarry without? Why do we consent to abide all our days just
outside the Holy of Holies and never enter at all to look upon God? We hear the
Bridegroom say, "Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for
sweet is thy voice and thy countenance is comely." We sense that the call
is for us, but still we fail to draw near, and the years pass and we grow old
and tired in the outer courts of the tabernacle. What doth hinder us?
The answer usually given, simply
that we are "cold," will not explain all the facts. There is
something more serious than coldness of heart, something that may be back of
that coldness and be the cause of its existence. What is it? What but the
presence of a veil in our hearts? a veil not taken away as the first
veil was, but which remains there still shutting out the light and hiding the
face of God from us. It is the veil of our fleshly fallen nature living on,
unjudged within us, uncrucified and unrepudiated. It is the close-woven veil of
the self-life which we have never truly acknowledged, of which we have been
secretly ashamed, and which for these reasons we have never brought to the
judgment of the cross. It is not too mysterious, this opaque veil, nor is it
hard to identify. We have but to look in our own hearts and we shall see it
there, sewn and patched and repaired it may be, but there nevertheless, an
enemy to our lives and an effective block to our spiritual progress.
This veil is not a beautiful thing
and it is not a thing about which we commonly care to talk, but I am addressing
the thirsting souls who are determined to follow God, and I know they will not
turn back because the way leads temporarily through the blackened hills. The
urge of God within them will assure their continuing the pursuit. They will
face the facts however unpleasant and endure the cross for the joy set before
them. So I am bold to mane the threads out of which this inner veil is woven.
It is woven of the fine threads of
the self-life, the hyphenated sins of the human spirit. They are not something
we do, they are something we are, and therein lies both their subtlety
and their power.
To be specific, the self-sins are
these: self-righteousness, self-pity, self-confidence, self-sufficiency,
self-admiration, self-love and a host of others like them. They dwell too deep
within us and are too much a part of our natures to come to our attention till
the light of God is focused upon them. The grosser manifestations of these
sins, egotism, exhibitionism, self-promotion, are strangely tolerated in
Christian leaders even in circles of impeccable orthodoxy. They are so much in
evidence as actually, for many people, to become identified with the gospel. I
trust it is not a cynical observation to say that they appear these days to be
a requisite for popularity in some sections of the Church visible. Promoting
self under the guise of promoting Christ is currently so common as to excite
little notice.
One should suppose that proper
instruction in the doctrines of man's depravity and the necessity for
justification through the righteousness of Christ alone would deliver us from
the power of the self-sins; but it does not work out that way. Self can live
unrebuked at the very altar. It can watch the bleeding Victim die and not be in
the least affected by what it sees. It can fight for the faith of the Reformers
and preach eloquently the creed of salvation by grace, and gain strength by its
efforts. To tell all the truth, it seems actually to feed upon orthodoxy and is
more at home in a Bible Conference than in a tavern. Our very state of longing
after God may afford it an excellent condition under which to thrive and grow.
Self is the opaque veil that hides
the Face of God from us. It can be removed only in spiritual experience, never
by mere instruction. As well try to instruct leprosy out of our system. There
must be a work of God in destruction before we are free. We must invite the
cross to do its deadly work within us. We must bring our self-sins to the cross
for judgment. We must prepare ourselves for an ordeal of suffering in some
measure like that through which our Saviour passed when He suffered under
Pontius Pilate.
Let us remember: when we talk of
the rending of the veil we are speaking in a figure, and the thought of it is
poetical, almost pleasant; but in actuality there is nothing pleasant about it.
In human experience that veil is made of living spiritual tissue; it is
composed of the sentient, quivering stuff of which our whole beings consist,
and to touch it is to touch us where we feel pain. To tear it away is to injure
us, to hurt us and make us bleed. To say otherwise is to make the cross no
cross and death no death at all. It is never fun to die. To rip through the
dear and tender stuff of which life is made can never be anything but deeply
painful. Yet that is what the cross did to Jesus and it is what the cross would
do to every man to set him free.
Let us beware of tinkering with
our inner life in hope ourselves to rend the veil. God must do everything for
us. Our part is to yield and trust. We must confess, forsake, repudiate the
self-life, and then reckon it crucified. But we must be careful to distinguish
lazy "acceptance" from the real work of God. We must insist upon the
work being done. We dare not rest content with a neat doctrine of
self-crucifixion. That is to imitate Saul and spare the best of the sheep and
the oxen.
Insist that the work be done in
very truth and it will be done. The cross is rough, and it is deadly, but it is
effective. It does not keep its victim hanging there forever. There comes a
moment when its work is finished and the suffering victim dies. After that is
resurrection glory and power, and the pain is forgotten for joy that the veil
is taken away and we have entered in actual spiritual experience the Presence
of the living God.
Lord, how excellent are Thy ways, and how devious and dark
are the ways of man. Show us how to die, that we may rise again to newness of
life. Rend the veil of our self-life from the top down as Thou didst rend the
veil of the Temple. We would draw near in full assurance of faith. We would
dwell with Thee in daily experience here on this earth so that we may be
accustomed to the glory when we enter Thy heaven to dwell with Thee there. In
Jesus' name, Amen.
IV
Apprehending God
O taste and see. -- Ps 34:8
It was Canon Holmes, of India, who
more than twenty-five years ago called attention to the inferential character
of the average man's faith in God. To most people God is an inference, not a
reality. He is a deduction from evidence which they consider adequate; but He
remains personally unknown to the individual. "He must be,"
they say, "therefore we believe He is." Others do not go even so far
as this; they know of Him only by hearsay. They have never bothered to think the
matter out for themselves, but have heard about Him from others, and have put
belief in Him into the back of their minds along with the various odds and ends
that make up their total creed. To many others God is but an ideal, another
name for goodness, or beauty, or truth; or He is law, or life, or the creative
impulse back of the phenomena of existence.
These notions about God are many
and varied, but they who hold them have one thing in common: they do not know
God in personal experience. The possibility of intimate acquaintance with Him
has not entered their minds. While admitting His existence they do not think of
Him as knowable in the sense that we know things or people.
Christians, to be sure, go further
than this, at least in theory. Their creed requires them to believe in the
personality of God, and they have been taught to pray, "Our Father, which
art in heaven." Now personality and fatherhood carry with them the idea of
the possibility of personal acquaintance. This is admitted, I say, in theory,
but for millions of Christians, nevertheless, God is no more real than He is to
the non-Christian. They go through life trying to love an ideal and be loyal to
a mere principle.
Over against all this cloudy
vagueness stands the clear scriptural doctrine that God can be known in
personal experience. A loving Personality dominates the Bible, walking among
the trees of the garden and breathing fragrance over every scene. Always a living
Person is present, speaking, pleading, loving, working, and manifesting Himself
whenever and wherever His people have the receptivity necessary to receive the
manifestation.
The Bible assumes as a
self-evident fact that men can know God with at least the same degree of
immediacy as they know any other person or thing that comes within the field of
their experience. The same terms are used to express the knowledge of God as are
used to express knowledge of physical things. "O taste and see
that the Lord is good." "All thy garments smell of myrrh,
and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces." "My sheep hear
my voice." "Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see
God." These are but four of countless such passages from the Word of God.
And more important than any proof text is the fact that the whole import of the
Scripture is toward this belief.
What can all this mean except that
we have in our hearts organs by means of which we can know God as certainly as
we know material things through our familiar five senses? We apprehend the
physical world by exercising the faculties given us for the purpose, and we
possess spiritual faculties by means of which we can know God and the spiritual
world if we will obey the Spirit's urge and begin to use them.
That a saving work must first be
done in the heart is taken for granted here. The spiritual faculties of the
unregenerate man lie asleep in his nature, unused and for every purpose dead;
that is the stroke which has fallen upon us by sin. They may be quickened to
active life again by the operation of the Holy Spirit in regeneration; that is
one of the immeasuable benefits which come to us through Christ's atoning work
on the cross.
But the very ransomed children of
God themselves: why do they know so little of that habitual conscious communion
with God which the Scriptures seem to offer? The answer is our chronic
unbelief. Faith enables our spiritual sense to function. Where faith is
defective the result will be inward insensibility and numbness toward spiritual
things. This is the condition of vast numbers of Christians today. No proof is
necessary to support that statement. We have but to converse with the first
Christian we meet or enter the first church we find open to acquire all the
proof we need.
A spiritual kingdom lies all about
us, enclosing us, embracing us, altogether within reach of our inner selves,
waiting for us to recognize it. God Himself is here waiting our response to His
Presence. This eternal world will come alive to us the moment we begin to
reckon upon its reality.
I have just now used two words which
demand definition; or if definition is impossible, I must at least make clear
what I mean when I use them. They are "reckon" and
"reality."
What do I mean by reality?
I mean that which has existence apart from any idea any mind may have of it,
and which would exist if there were no mind anywhere to entertain a thought of
it. That which is real has being in itself. It does not depend upon the
observer for its validity.
I am aware that there are those
who love to poke fun at the plain man's idea of reality. They are the idealists
who spin endless proofs that nothing is real outside of the mind. They are the
relativists who like to show that there are no fixed points in the universe
from which we can measure anything. They smile down upon us from their lofty
intellectual peaks and settle us to their own satisfaction by fastening upon us
the reproachful term "absolutist." The Christian is not put out of
countenance by this show of contempt. He can smile right back at them, for he
knows that there is only One who is Absolute, that is God. But he knows also
that the Absolute One has made this world for man's uses, and, while there is
nothing fixed or real in the last meaning of the words (the meaning as applied
to God) for every purpose of human life we are permitted to act as if there
were. And every man does act thus except the mentally sick. These
unfortunates also have trouble with reality, but they are consistent; they
insist upon living in accordance with their ideas of things. They are honest,
and it is their very honesty that constitutes them a social problem.
The idealists and relativists are
not mentally sick. They prove their soundness by living their lives according
to the very notions of reality which they in theory repudiate and by counting
upon the very fixed points which they prove are not there. They could earn a
lot more respect for their notions if they were willing to live by them; but
this they are careful not to do. Their ideas are brain-deep, not life-deep.
Wherever life touches them they repudiate their theories and live like other
men.
The Christian is too sincere to
play with ideas for their own sake. He takes no pleasure in the mere spinning
of gossamer webs for display. All his beliefs are practical. They are geared
into his life. By them he lives or dies, stands or falls for this world and for
all time to come. From the insincere man he turns away.
The sincere plain man knows that
the world is real. He finds it here when he wakes to consciousness, and he
knows that he did not think it into being. It was here waiting for him when he
came, and he knows that when he prepares to leave this earthly scene it will be
here still to bid him good-bye as he departs. By the deep wisdom of life he is
wiser than a thousand men who doubt. He stands upon the earth and feels the
wind and rain in his face and he knows that they are real. He sees the sun by
day and the stars by night. He sees the hot lightning play out of the dark
thundercloud. He hears the sounds of nature and the cries of human joy and
pain. These he knows are real. He lies down on the cool earth at night and has
no fear that it will prove illusory or fail him while he sleeps. In the morning
the firm ground will be under him, the blue sky above him and the rocks and
trees around him as when he closed his eyes the night before. So he lives and
rejoices in a world of reality.
With his five senses he engages
this real world. All things necessary to his physical existence he apprehends
by the faculties with which he has been equipped by the God who created him and
placed him in such a world as this.
Now by our definition also God is
real. He is real in the absolute and final sense that nothing else is. All
other reality is contingent upon His. The great Reality is God who is the
Author of that lower and dependent reality which makes up the sum of created
things, including ourselves. God has objective existence independent of and
apart from any notions which we may have concerning Him. The worshipping heart
does not create its Object. It finds Him here when it wakes from its moral
slumber in the morning of its regeneration.
Another word that must be cleared
up is the word reckon. This does not mean to visualize or imagine.
Imagination is not faith. The two are not only different from, but stand in
sharp opposition to, each other. Imagination projects unreal images out of the
mind and seeks to attach reality to them. Faith creates nothing; it simply
reckons upon that which is already there.
God and the spiritual world are real.
We can reckon upon them with as much assurance as we reckon upon the familiar
world around us. Spiritual things are there (or rather we should say here)
inviting our attention and challenging our trust.
Our trouble is that we have
established bad thought habits. We habitually think of the visible world as
real and doubt the reality of any other. We do not deny the existence of the
spiritual world but we doubt that it is real in the accepted meaning of the
word.
The world of sense intrudes upon
our attention day and night for the whole of our lifetime. It is clamorous,
insistent and self-demonstrating. It does not appeal to our faith; it is here,
assaulting our five senses, demanding to be accepted as real and final. But sin
has so clouded the lenses of our hearts that we cannot see that other reality,
the City of God, shining around us. The world of sense triumphs. The visible
becomes the enemy of the invisible; the temporal, of the eternal. That is the
curse inherited by every member of Adam's tragic race.
At the root of the Christian life
lies belief in the invisible. The object of the Christian's faith is unseen
reality.
Our uncorrected thinking,
influenced by the blindness of our natural hearts and the intrusive ubiquity of
visible things, tends to draw a contrast between the spiritual and the real;
but actually no such contrast exists. The antithesis lies elsewhere: between
the real and the imaginary, between the spiritual and the material, between the
temporal and the eternal; but between the spiritual and the real, never. The
spiritual is real.
If we would rise into that region
of light and power plainly beckoning us through the Scriptures of truth we must
break the evil habit of ignoring the spiritual. We must shift our interest from
the seen to the unseen. For the great unseen Reality is God. "He that
cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that
diligently seek him." This is basic in the life of faith. From there we
can rise to unlimited heights. "Ye believe in God," said our Lord
Jesus Christ, "believe also in me." Without the first there can be no
second.
If we truly want to follow God we
must seek to be other-worldly. This I say knowing well that that word has been
used with scorn by the sons of this world and applied to the Christian as a
badge of reproach. So be it. Every man must choose his world. If we who follow
Christ, with all the facts before us and knowing what we are about,
deliberately choose the Kingdom of God as our sphere of interest I see no reason
why anyone should object. If we lose by it, the loss is our own; if we gain we
rob no one by so doing. The "other world," which is the object of
this world's disdain and the subject of the drunkard's mocking song, is our
carefully chosen goal and the object of our holiest longing.
But we must avoid the common fault
of pushing the "other world" into the future. It is not future, but
present. It parallels our familiar physical world, and the doors between the
two worlds are open. "Ye are come," says the writer to the Hebrews
(and the tense is plainly present), "unto Mount Zion, and unto the city of
the living God, the heavenly Jerusalem, and to an innumerable company of
angels, to the general assembly and church of the firstborn, which are written
in heaven, and to God the Judge of all, and to the spirits of just men made
perfect, and to Jesus the mediator of the new covenant, and to the blood of
sprinkling, that speaketh better things than that of Abel" All these
things are contrasted with "the mount that might be touched" and
"the sound of a trumpet and the voice of words" that might be heard.
May we not safely conclude that, as the realities of Mount Sinai were
apprehended by the senses, so the realities of Mount Zion are to be grasped by
the soul? And this not by any trick of the imagination, but in downright
actuality. The soul has eyes with which to see and ears with which to hear.
Feeble they may be from long disuse, but by the life-giving touch of Christ
alive now and capable of sharpest sight and most sensitive hearing.
As we begin to focus upon God the
things of the spirit will take shape before our inner eyes. Obedience to the
word of Christ will bring an inward revelation of the Godhead (John
14:21-23). It will give acute perception enabling us
to see God even as is promised to the pure in heart. A new God-consciousness
will seize upon us and we shall begin to taste and hear and inwardly feel the
God who is our life and our all. There will be seen the constant shining of the
light that lighteth every man that cometh into the world. More and more, as our
faculties grow sharper and more sure, God will become to us the great All, and
His Presence the glory and wonder of our lives.
O God, quicken to life every power within me, that I may
lay hold on eternal things. Open my eyes that I may see; give me acute
spiritual perception; enable me to taste Thee and know that Thou art good. Make
heaven more real to me than any earthly thing has ever been. Amen.
V.
The Universal Presence
Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence? -- Ps 139:7
In all Christian teaching certain
basic truths are found, hidden at times, and rather assumed than asserted, but
necessary to all truth as the primary colors are found in and necessary to the
finished painting. Such a truth is the divine immanence.
God dwells in His creation and is
everywhere indivisibly present in all His works. This is boldly taught by
prophet and apostle and is accepted by Christian theology generally. That is,
it appears in the books, but for some reason it has not sunk into the average
Christian's heart so as to become a part of his believing self. Christian
teachers shy away from its full implications, and, if they mention it at all,
mute it down till it has little meaning. I would guess the reason for this to
be the fear of being charged with pantheism; but the doctrine of the divine
Presence is definitely not pantheism.
Pantheism's error is too palpable
to deceive anyone. It is that God is the sum of all created things. Nature and
God are one, so that whoever touches a leaf or a stone touches God. That is of
course to degrade the glory of the incorruptible Deity and, in an effort to
make all things divine, banish all divinity from the world entirely.
The truth is that while God dwells
in His world He is separated from it by a gulf forever impassable. However
closely He may be identified with the work of His hands they are and
must eternally be other than He, and He is and must be antecedent to
and independent of them. He is transcendent above all His works even while He
is immanent within them.
What now does the divine immanence
mean in direct Christian experience? It means simply that God is here.
Wherever we are, God is here. There is no place, there can be no place, where
He is not. Ten million intelligences standing at as many points in space and
separated by incomprehensible distances can each one say with equal truth, God
is here. No point is nearer to God than any other point. It is exactly as near
to God from any place as it is from any other place. No one is in mere distance
any further from or any nearer to God than any other person is.
These are truths believed by every
instructed Christian. It remains for us to think on them and pray over them
until they begin to glow within us.
"In the beginning God."
Not matter, for matter is not self-causing. It requires an antecedent
cause, and God is that Cause. Not law, for law is but a name for the
course which all creation follows. That course had to be planned, and the
Planner is God. Not mind, for mind also is a created thing and must
have a Creator back of it. In the beginning God, the uncaused Cause of matter,
mind and law. There we must begin.
Adam sinned and, in his panic,
frantically tried to do the impossible: he tried to hide from the Presence of
God. David also must have had wild thoughts of trying to escape from the
Presence, for he wrote, "Whither shall I go from thy Spirit? or whither
shall I flee from thy presence?" Then he proceeded through one of his most
beautiful psalms to celebrate the glory of the divine immanence. "If I
ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou
art there. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts
of the sea; even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold
me." And he knew that God's being and God's seeing are
the same, that the seeing Presence had been with him even before he was born,
watching the mystery of unfolding life. Solomon exclaimed, "But will God
indeed dwell on the earth? Behold the heaven and the heaven of heavens cannot
contain thee: how much less this house which I have builded." Paul assured
the Athenians that "God is not far from any one of us: for in him we live,
and move, and have our being."
If God is present at every point in space, if we cannot go where He is not, cannot even conceive of a place where He is not, why then has not that Presence become the one universally celebrated fact of the world? The patriarch Jacob, "in the waste howling wilderness," gave the answer to that question. He saw a vision of God and cried out in wonder, "Surely the Lord is in this place; and I knew it not." Jacob had never been for one small division of a moment outside the circle