Friday, July 3, 2015

Faith Without Works

       A story is told of three prisoners who were captured by pirates. One of them was put in a boat without oars and pushed out into deep water. The boat sped along safely at first, but when a storm broke overhead, the frail craft was tossed upon a rock and the man was drowned. The second man was placed in a boat with one oar, but he made no progress. Finally, he drifted into a whirlpool and was never seen again. The third man was given a boat with two oars and he safely crossed to the other side, where he was received by friends.
       We are all sailors on the ocean of life bound for a harbor of safety whether we arrive in port or not. The unbeliever is the man in the boat without oars. The person who thinks that his faith without work will save him is the man the boat with only one oar. But the man who believes in God, and works out his salvation with fear and trembling, is the man in the boat with two oars. (text)

Faith Without Works is Dead: James 2:14-26 (NKJV)
    What does it profit, my brethren, if someone says he has faith but does not have works? Can faith save him? If a brother or sister is naked and destitute of daily food, and one of you says to them, Depart in peace, be warmed and filled, but you do not give them the things which are needed for the body, what does it profit? Thus also faith by itself, if it does not have works, is dead.
      But someone will say, You have faith, and I have works. Show me your faith without your works, and I will show you my faith by my works. You believe that there is one God. You do well. Even the demons believe‚ and tremble! But do you want to know, O foolish man, that faith without works is dead? Was not Abraham our father justified by works when he offered Isaac his son on the altar? Do you see that faith was working together with his works, and by works faith was made perfect? And the Scripture was fulfilled which says, Abraham believed God, and it was accounted to him for righteousness. And he was called the friend of God. You see then that a man is justified by works, and not by faith only.
     Likewise, was not Rahab the harlot also justified by works when she received the messengers and sent them out another way?
      For as the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without works is dead also.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Struggle

       Contending with the globe, we are like Jacob wrestling with the angel. The fight is long and hard amid the mystery and the darkness, and the great Power seems reluctant to bless us; but the breaking of the day comes, and we find ourselves blest with corn, wine, oil, purple, feasts, flowers. Ah! and with gifts far beyond those of basket and store--ripened intelligence, self-reliance, courage, skill, manliness, virtue. Of course, man suffers in the conflict, as the patriarch did. When we see the farm laborer bent double with rheumatism, or the collier mutilated by the explosion in the mine, or the grinder with his lung gone, or the weaver with his enfeebled physique, or the seaman prematurely old through his battle with wind and wave, or any of the million workers who carry pathetic signs of the arduousness of toil, we see the limp of the victorious wrestler. In the South Seas the natives lie on their backs and the bread-fruit drops into their mouths. But these make a poor show in the grand procession of the ages.

The law of life is truly severe which enjoins that man shall eat bread in the sweat of his face, but in this struggle for life our great antagonist is our great helper; we are leaving barbarism behind us; we are undergoing a magnificent transformation; we are becoming princes of God and heirs of all things.-- W. L. Watkinson, "The Transfigured Sackcloth."

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Light And Activity

Those who would glow with the brightness of a blest life can not so shine unless they are luminous with activity.

We are passing along a country road on a dark evening and are arrested by seeing luminous points in the herbage at the foot of a hedgerow or side of a lane. We find on investigation that the beautiful little lights are emitted by glowworms. At first sight these appear to be stationary, but we find by patient waiting and watching that the little creatures are slowly moving as they shine and that each glowworm ceases to emit its lovely gleam directly when it stops moving. And in human life are not the bright lights of society, of the family, or the Church, those persons who are incessantly in action? The sluggard is too dull to shine; the energetic souls go sparkling on their way and charm as well as help.

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Monday, June 8, 2015

A Faithful Servant

His Lord said unto him, Well done, good and faithful servant;  thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over  many things; enter thou into the joy of thy lord. -- Matt. 25:23.

       His was one of the servants in the Savior's Parable of the Talents, where He compares the kingdom of heaven to a man travelling into a far country, who called his servants and delivered into them his goods, giving to each a certain number of talents with which to trade and get gain until he should return.
      The servants of those times were mostly persons captured in war, and often were people of intelligence, skill, and business capacity. Except that their lords had property in them, and had the right to command them, they were not at all to be confounded with the slaves with which we used to be familiar. Nor was it uncommon for one and another of these ancient masters to let out their money or properties to the sole management and control of their servants to do business for the mutual profit of owner and servant. And it is a servant of this description that is here in view.
       The Savior would teach us that it is after this manner He deals with us as His servants. All men are His; but He does not hold nor force them as slaves. He does not lash them to their tasks. He gives them liberty of action. He lets or delivers to them certain talents, which they are free to use as they deem best, only that they must account to Him for them in the end.
       This servant had been entrusted with five talents, a very large sum of money. It was double the amount given to another servant, and five to one of what was given to a third.
       God does not give to every one alike. There are often very wide diversities. Some are rich and some are poor. Some have much and others have but little. And yet these distributions are not arbitrary or capricious. They are made on a just principle, "to every man according to his several ability." Each gets as much as he can handle.
       These "talents" include all our endowments, faculties, powers, possessions, and means and opportunities for profiting ourselves and others, and for securing gain for the great Master. There are diversities of gifts. "To one is given the word of wisdom; to another, the word of knowledge; to another, faith; to another, the gift of healing; to another, the working of miracles; to another, prophecy; to another, the discerning of spirits; to another, divers kinds of tongues; to another, the interpretation of tongues. " And as with these spiritual gifts, so in respect to natural capacity, culture, fortune, office, relations, and positions in the world; all of which are parcelled out according to the divine will and goodness. And all these together constitute the talents with which the great Master has entrusted us.
       This servant made good use of what he had received. It was meant that he should use these talents and trade with them, and he did it.
       And this is what our lord intends for us to do with our gifts and talents. Whether they be great or small, many or few, they are meant for active, earnest, and gainful use. The Lord in giving them means business‚ honest, resolved, faithful, and soul-engaging business. When parents give their children capital, it is not that they may waste it, bury it, or throw it away on idle prodigality; but that they may go into business with it, invest it in profitable trade, make their fortunes out of it, and be able to give a good account of it to the credit and joy of all concerned. And so the divine command with regard to the pounds and talents given us is: "Occupy till I come'' use them, work out of them all the profit you can.
       Just what sort of business this servant did is not told; nor is it prescribed to us precisely how and where we are to lay hold in order to make the most of our talents. In general, the opportunities lie all around us, in such spheres of life as Providence has assigned us, or to which He seems to be calling us. We are where we are, and have what we have, that we may act and do profitable service for Christ and ourselves. As pastors, teachers, parents, Churchmen, learners, professionals, business men, and masters and members of homes, we all have the openings for good, usefulness and gain near at hand, and can make much out of them by proper diligence and fidelity. In a measure we may choose our fields, spheres, and methods of operation; and a true religious, honest, and dutiful spirit in such offices and relations will never fail to yield us honorable gain. The great matter is, to be true to God and duty.
       This man was pronounced a "good and faithful servant;" that is, he had well filled his position. He was minded to do his best for his lord; and he did it. He was willing, thoughtful, conscientious, diligent, earnest, and persevering. He felt that he had work to do, and responsibilities to meet; and he gave himself to them in good earnest. In the nature of things, his career was not all sunshine. He had his difficulties, perplexities, disappointments, and reverses, as all people in this world have; but he was not therefore disheartened. He pressed on through fair weather and through bad. He did not give up because things were not always to his mind. He believed in the goodness of his lord. He knew what the master expected of him. And he kept at it without faltering, surrender, or despair. With cheerful alacrity he held on his way, doing the best in his power, and never falling out with his duty.
       And this is what the Lord expects of us. He demands no impossibilities, and has covenanted that His grace shall be sufficient for us in all emergencies, if only we are true to Him. But sloth, negligence, and indifference to our duty and calling He will not and cannot honor. We are not responsible for what we cannot do; but "he that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin." There was one servant who hid his talent and let it lie unused, having made nothing out of it, murmuring perhaps that he had not as others had. But he fared badly in the end. A lazy, unwilling, or fault-finding soul can never hope for the Lord's commendation. There are people on whose tombstones it may be written: "Here lies the man who never did an hour's work for God in all his life. "Men may be very active and energetic in affairs of this world, but all for self and pelf, and never in the way of dutifulness to Him who has given them the power to do. Neither the slothful, the careless, the selfish, nor any mere Mammon-worshippers, can be called the Lord's good and faithful servants; nor yet those who do well for a time and then drop off, or do only in some things while others are left.
       This servant was held accountable for his talents. It was "a long time" before his lord came back from his journeyings; but he came; and when he came it was to receive account of what had been done with his money. And so it is appointed unto us. Our Lord will call every one to account for the manner in which we have dealt with His gifts and graces, whether rich or poor. He means to reward the faithful and honor their fidelity; but He must first see whether they have duly appreciated His kindness, and with what sort of activity and temper they have dealt toward Him. Hence, He "reckoneth with them;" not in the way of harsh and severe arraignment, as culprits to be punished; but as servants whom He is anxious to reward and bless. The day of judgment is not meant to distress us, harm us, or make our comforts less. There is no judgment unto condemnation to those who are in Christ; nevertheless there must be inquiry respecting our fidelity and works, on which our rewards depend. A school examination may be a time of anxiety to the pupils; but it is not for their disturbance or disadvantage. It is simply to ascertain their progress in learning, and their fitness for advancement, for which they have meanwhile been candidates. And so it is with Christ's reckoning with His servants. It is for our promotion and greater joy, and not for our grief.
       The inquest will, indeed, necessarily be strict, impartial, and just. Nothing can be kept back‚ nothing can be hid. People may wonder how the lives and deeds of so many myriads on myriads can be so minutely examined; but there will be no difficulty in the case. Everything concerning every one is fully written on each one's own soul, and a single glance from the Lord will read and reveal every item. There can be no shams, no trickery, no misrepresentation, no disguises, no mistakes. Every one's whole life will stand open, and what each has been doing with his talents will appear. There can be no concealment or equivocation. And as the facts are, so will the award of our Lord and Judge be.
       People generally think of that time, if they think of it at all, with some degree of alarm and terror. The best of us have been such unprofitable servants that we naturally fear to be called to account. But it is necessary and part of the process to bring us to glory. All our occupying and doing for our Lord would be a bootless drudgery, if He were never to come again to take account of us, and to adjudge to us our promised reward. Our faith and devotion would have no outcome, no crown, without this. The gladdest day this servant ever had was the day his lord returned, even the day of reckoning. Often had he been in doubt and danger by reason of his infirmities and failures. Many had been his anxieties, his trials, his straits, his discouragements. But he had faith in the goodness of his Lord; and when tempted to despond he rallied to the music of the promises, and held on even in his tears. And now, at last, his Lord came ; and with holy boldness and joy he hastened to meet Him, his heart bounding with delight and words of exultation bursting from his lips: " Lord, thou deliveredest unto me five talents; behold, I have gained besides them five talents more."
       And so it shall be with all who truly love the Savior, and are honestly set to serve Him. Believing in Him, working for Him, and awaiting His coming, the final meeting will be one of triumphant gladness. And then shall come the blessed commendation, "Well done, good and faithful servant; thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things; enter thou into the joy of thy Lord."
       Dear friends, a blessed assurance is thus given us. No faith in Jesus shall ever be disappointed. No efforts, labors, gifts, sacrifices, or sufferings, no prayers, tears, sighs, or loving anxieties for Him and His cause, shall ever be lost. Their record is on high. They are all treasured in heaven. And not so much as the gift of a cup of cold water given in His Name and for His sake shall lose its reward.
       And that reward! How does it here loom up before us! How vastly does it transcend the best that any one can do to deserve it! The measure of it is not the greatness of the work we have done, but the faith and fidelity with which we have done the little that is within our power. It is the faithfulness over the few things that brings rulership over many things. The mercenary spirit is not the true Christian spirit. Not for wages nor reward, but out of love and devotion to our Lord and His cause we are to serve Him. Nevertheless, where such love is the motive reward will come, reward far beyond the desert of our doing. True and loving service carries joy and blessedness in itself. Where that exists and controls there is always an inward satisfaction, of which nothing can deprive the soul. But beyond this is the approval and commendation of the Lord, and glad welcome into His own joy, with promise of rulership and dominion.
       The holiest and most useful will, of course, rise the highest and share the most "They that be wise shall shine as the brightness of the firmament ; and they that turn many to righteousness, as the stars for ever and ever. " But for the weakest and the poorest, if faithful in doing for the Master the best they can, there is blessedness eternal. Dr. Joseph A. Seiss

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Be In Relationship, One To Another

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"Then the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain where Jesus had told them to go. 17 When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted. 18 Then Jesus came to them and said, ‚All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. 19 Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, 20 and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age." Matthew 28: 16-20 (NIV)

Our Captain

       Every ship has a captain. Some captains are good, some bad. Years ago, I went by steamer from Quebec through the lower St. Lawrence and around the Dominion coast. Our captain was under the influence of liquor the whole way, and you can easily imagine that I was glad to get ashore safely. One of the ocean steamship lines once dismissed a captain who, tho thoroughly capable when he was sober, was given to drink. Another ocean line took him up, hoping that he had reformed. Unfortunately, this was not the case. Bringing his steamer across the Atlantic, and being under the influence of drink, he ran her too far north and on a winter's night rushed his steamer on to the rocks. That night 532 people found a watery grave. Surely that is not the kind of captain with whom we would ever care to sail. On the other hand, there was in my earlier days a captain of the Cunard Steamship Company--Captain Cook by name--careful, capable, endlessly vigilant. The passengers felt safe while he was on the bridge.

       Some one has charge of us in all our life's voyage, and either we are under the command of Jesus Christ as Captain of our salvation, or under the command of Satan, the captain of ruin and death and despair. A. F. Schauffler, The Christian Herald.

A Ship in A Bottle

A Ship in A Bottle

In a sailormen's restaurant Rotherhithe way.
Where the din of the docksides is loud all the day.
And the breezes come bringing off basin and pond
And all the piled acres of lumber beyond,
From the Oregon ranges the tang of the pine
And the breath of the Baltic as bracing as wine. . . .
Among the stale odours of hot food and cold,
In a fly-spotted window I there did behold
A ship in a bottle some sailor had made.
In watches below, swinging South with the Trade,
When the fellows were patching old dungaree suits.
Or mending up oilskins and leaky sea-boots.
Or whittling a model, or painting a chest,
Or smoking and yarning and watching the rest.

In fancy I saw him -- all weathered and browned.
Deep crows'-feet and wrinkles his eyelids around;
A pipe in the teeth that seemed little the worse
For Liverpool pantiles and stringy salt horse. . . .
The hairy forearm with its gaudy tattoo
Of a bold-looking female in scarlet and blue. . . .
The fingers all roughened and toughened and
scarred.
With hauling and hoisting so calloused and hard.
So crooked and stiff you would wonder that still
They could handle with cunning and fashion with
skill

The tiny full-rigger predestined to ride
To its cable of thread on its green-painted tide
In its wine-bottle world while the old world went on,
And the sailor who made it was long ago gone.

And still as he worked at the toy on his knee.
He would spin his old yarns of the ships and the sea,
Thermopylae, Lightning, Lothair and Red Jacket,
And many another such famous old packet‚
And many a tough bucko and daredevil skipper
In Liverpool blood-boat and Colonies clipper‚
The sail that they carried aboard the Black Ball,
Their skysails and stunsails and ringtail and all.
And storms that they weathered, and races they
won,
And records they broke in the days that are done.

Or else he would sing you some droning old song,
Some old sailor's ditty both mournful and long.
With queer little curlycues, twiddles and quavers.
Of smugglers and privateers, pirates and slavers,
"The brave female smuggler," the "packet of fame
That sails from New York, an' the Dreadnought's her
name,"
And "all on the coast of the High Barbabee,"
And " the flash girls of London were the downfall
of he."

In fancy I listened-- in fancy could hear
The thrum of the shrouds and the creak of the
gear --
The patter of reef-points on tops'ls a-shiver---
The song of the jibs when they tauten and quiver--
The cry of the frigate-bird following after--
The bow-wave that broke with a gurgle like
laughter---
And I looked on my youth with its pleasure and pain
And the shipmate I loved was beside me again . . .
In a ship in a bottle a-sailing away
In the flying-fish weather through rainbows of spray,
Over oceans of wonder by headlands of gleam
To the harbours of youth on the wind of a dream !

By Cicely Fox Smith