The marrow of Job's comfort lies in that little word My-My Redeemer, and in the fact that his Redeemer lives.
Oh, to get hold of a living Christ. We must get Him before we can enjoy Him. What good to me is gold in a mine? It's gold in my purse that will purchase the things I need. So a Redeemer who doesn't redeem me is of no use to me. Don't be content until by faith you can say, "Yes, I cast myself upon the living Christ, and He is mine." You may hold Him with a weak hand, and think it's presumption to say, "He lives as my Redeemer," but if you've faith as a grain of mustard seed, that little faith entitles you to say it. But there's also another word here that expresses Job's strong confidence, "I know."To say, "I hope so, I trust so," is comfortable, and there are thousands in the body of Christ who hardly ever get much further. But to reach the essence of consolation, you must say, "I know." Ifs, buts, and maybes are murderers of peace and comfort. Doubts are dreary things in times of sorrow. If I have any thought that Christ isn't mine, then there's apprehension and fear of the coming night. But if I know that Christ lives for me, then darkness is not dark and even the night is light about me. If in those ages before the coming and advent of Christ, Job could say, "I know," we should not be less certain. A living Redeemer, truly mine, is joy unspeakable.
C.H. Spurgeon (Moring By Morning) April 21st
Oh, to get hold of a living Christ. We must get Him before we can enjoy Him. What good to me is gold in a mine? It's gold in my purse that will purchase the things I need. So a Redeemer who doesn't redeem me is of no use to me. Don't be content until by faith you can say, "Yes, I cast myself upon the living Christ, and He is mine." You may hold Him with a weak hand, and think it's presumption to say, "He lives as my Redeemer," but if you've faith as a grain of mustard seed, that little faith entitles you to say it. But there's also another word here that expresses Job's strong confidence, "I know."To say, "I hope so, I trust so," is comfortable, and there are thousands in the body of Christ who hardly ever get much further. But to reach the essence of consolation, you must say, "I know." Ifs, buts, and maybes are murderers of peace and comfort. Doubts are dreary things in times of sorrow. If I have any thought that Christ isn't mine, then there's apprehension and fear of the coming night. But if I know that Christ lives for me, then darkness is not dark and even the night is light about me. If in those ages before the coming and advent of Christ, Job could say, "I know," we should not be less certain. A living Redeemer, truly mine, is joy unspeakable.
C.H. Spurgeon (Moring By Morning) April 21st
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