Saint Paul the busy disciple God chose-Part 1

Saint Paul the busy disciple God chose-Part 1

The Cross

God's idea of his own status or power has nothing to do with maintaining a sense of superiority and avoiding humiliation. The heart of God's nature is love: not in the way that people often think about it today, where the desire for love is really a desire for their own happiness or satisfaction, but a love which means being completely free from the grip of self-seeking motives, ready to suffer and to renounce the age-old ways of violence and self-assertion. So what this set of readings tells us is that, in the person of Jesus, we have the fullest picture of what God is like, while at the same time Jesus shows us what we can be like if we open ourselves as fully to God as he did.

Jesus does not only predict his own death, he informs the disciples that if they are not prepared to "renounce themselves and take up their cross" they cannot be true practitioners of the gospel. Being a Christian does not mean allowing ourselves to be trampled upon as a doormat, but "the Cross" is going to be present in our lives in various forms of hardship: sickness, pain, loneliness, failure, sometimes in forms of suffering that are small and relatively trivial, at other times in sources of misery that are overwhelming and leave us permanently marked.

Indeed the more we imitate Jesus’ own commitment to truth and his willingness to make powerful enemies by our allegiance to the values of the Kingdom, the truer this will be. But it is only if we remain able to grow in the spirit of compassion and service towards others, in spite of suffering, injustice and misrepresentation, that we will draw close to God. If the experience of suffering makes us violent, hard-hearted and closed-in on ourselves, then we will be cutting ourselves off from God and from the healing, transforming power of his grace.

As the embodiment and revelation of God on earth, Jesus faced this dilemma throughout his ministry, and it is only if we follow the path that Jesus took when suffering and unhappiness come our way, that the Cross will be a triumph in our lives as it was in Jesus’ life.

God bless you.
This is in reflection of the Sunday message, copied from an article I read here online.

Is Life Hard Enough Yet

These days lately have been some of the toughest I’ve lived in a while. I’d have to say about thirteen years to be honest. That is when I returned to my parents neck of the city, not woods, to assist them in caring for my grandmother, whom I dearly adored. She was like a second mother to me and was always there for me, to offer words of wisdom, guidance in troubled times. It seemed as if I could have a conversation with her more candid about life’s issues, and times when situations and family seemed impossible to deal with. She was one tough old gal, sometimes down right mean through and through, but that was one of many qualities I liked and respected in her. In her later years of life after my grandpas passing on. I felt bad that she was pretty much left alone as all of us were completely busy with our own families and financial complications, work and education, friends and so forth. Eventually, it dawned on me that no one except her circle of a few friends from the church she attended and my immediate family visited with her any. She was living by herself and stress, worry, loneliness got the best of her. She had health issues that ended up with a stroke and a fall, that put her in the hospital and then a wheel chair. Her grieving and all got the best of her and finally my parents decided to move her in. It was at that time that I came back to help out with caring for her, because I knew that it would be hard on them. She was full of anger and resented the fact that everyone only came once in a while to check on her during her aloneness time after grandpa passed on. She became cumbersome of life and lost her willingness to recover from what I saw as a runaway train headed for derailment. My mother and my father weren’t real sure of how to get her to cooperate and do the necessary things to return to a better condition. When I arrived and assessed the whole situation, I immediately realized that my grandmother/mother had all but given up on life and only wanted it to be over. Barbara Olivia was her name, and the zest she once had that drove her was gone. I ended up pretty much loosing my sanity over the whole arrangement and trying to care for her under the supervision of my parents in their home. I had a sit down with my mom, who I believed would understand what I was experiencing and we both agreed I needed to do something else before I completely burned out and ended up in an asylum somewhere vegetating. Well, I left there emotionally drained and after being co dependent to a friend for a while who was battling with cancer, I did end up in the mental hospital under observation, resulting in being put in a 28 day treatment program for addictions of which I had many, too numerous to say. Made it through all of that, picked up the pieces of what was left of me. Two divorces, addictions, depression, and an overactive imagination almost took me out! Started to get it together and try taking a shot at living again. Starting over, was extremely hard at first, but once I started going to meetings and listening to others share their lives, I realized I was not the only one struggling with all the problems that come with life,friends and family. Each passing day I got my strength back to resist the temptations that freedom allow and became a little more disciplined and efficient at day to day living in a world full of loneliness and spiritual emptiness,poverty and just plain adversity. I have to stop here and post this much. I will read this and take up where I’ve left off another day. But for now, I can say sharing is caring and this helps me to process what I am calling my adult life. Well, another day has come,a Monday at that. Man what a Monday it has been too. At present I am back living and caring for my dad. He has just recently been diagnosed with Squamous Cell Lung Cancer stage3B and just finished undergoing 8 weeks of Radiation,Chemotherapy to try and remiss the tumor in his lung. Poor guy was really out of shape even before he started treatment and now he is severely fatigued, depressed and confused about what life will throw at him next.He is physically and emotionally tapped out.He doesn’t know whether he wants to go on or quit living. Good days and bad ones, they seem to all run together now. It has been really hard to see him in such a totally down state. About five years ago he had to have triple by-pass surgery for his heart and that took most of the wind out of his sail, then my mom suddenly passed on really doing a number on his mindset. he took her death very hard, but survived it and now this. All I can really say is that I too am feeling the hurt and much of the hopelessness that he is experiencing, probably cause I’ve been there with him through all the trials in life’s bumpy and uncertain road. It is amazing how resilient the mind and spirit of a human can be when adversity on top of adversity keep trying to tear you down. Thus that old saying, what doesn’t kill us only makes us stronger and of more character. I am writing this mostly because I want to feel better and I was once told that writing your thoughts down helps process true feelings and for some reason it helps to overcome the harsh realities of events that affect you. 

When Will I Know

Strange thing it is to try and predict what will happen next in the future. As a person living with a terminally ill person, caring for them as best I can, life for me and that person has become basically unpredictable. It's like you become encapsulated in a vacuum and you can not escape. Days and even weeks go by going through the motions of pretending out normalcy. No amount of insight can really prepare you for what long journey that is like a winding road in which you just can't see op ahead what lies in front of you. There is only now and you try to prepare yourself for future events that will unfold, but nothing really works to control the anxiety except telling yourself over and over, I will be strong and go forth with solidness of character and a willingness for adventure.
Ever so careful we watch and wait in hope that the ride is not to bumpy or terribly dangerous. Ocassionally we falter in doubt that we can accept and handle what is ahead of us in the near future.
I know that the imagination leaves nothing to guess about and fear is always a true reality. It's like being in a dark place and not knowing when the light will come back on.

Telling the Story

This weekend was a rough one, all be it we made it through. Father was really feeling puny. Had to take him to the ER for side effects complications from chemotherapy treatment. While there I realized just how fragile life can be sometimes during the darker times of breathing and just existing.Simply put, it is very scary.
A story from the pages of the Gospel of Mark comes to mind from this event.
Jesus setting a violent, self destructive man free from the powerful demons that possessed him. When the restored man begged to stay with Jesus as He traveled, The Lord told him, "Go home to your friends, and tell them what great things the Lord has done for you, and how He has had compassion on you." and the man departed and began to proclaim in Decapolis all that Jesus had done for him; and all who heard marveled.
We should never underestimate the power of what God has done for us and never be afraid to tell the story to others.
Oh that God would save a wretch like me. That is truly Love from above!

Are You Fighting?

Are You Fighting?
by J. C. Ryle

"Fight the good fight of faith" 1 Timothy 6:12

It is a curious fact that there is no subject about which most people feel such deep interest as 'fighting.' Young men and maidens, old men and little children, high and low, rich and poor, learned and unlearned, all feel a deep interest in wars, battles, and fighting.

This is a simple fact, whatever way we may try to explain it. We should call that Englishman a dull fellow who cared nothing about the story of Waterloo, or Inkermann, or Balaclava, or Lucknow. We should think that heart cold and stupid which was not moved and thrilled by the events at Sedan, and Strasburg, and Metz, and Paris.

But, reader, there is another warfare of far greater importance than any war that was ever waged by man. It is a warfare which concerns not two or three nations only, but every Christian man and woman born into the world. The warfare I speak of is the spiritual warfare. It is the fight which every one who would be saved must fight about his soul.

This warfare, I am aware, is a thing of which many know nothing. Talk to them about it, and they are ready to set you down as a madman, an enthusiast, or a fool. And yet it is as real and true as any war the world has ever seen. It has its hand-to-hand conflicts and its wounds. It has his watchings and fatigues. It has its sieges and assaults. It has its victories and its defeats. Above all, it has consequences which are awful, tremendous, and most peculiar. In earthly warfare the consequences to nations are often temporary and remediable. In the spiritual warfare it is very different. Of that warfare, the consequences, when the fight is over, are unchangeable and eternal.

Reader, it is of this warfare that St. Paul spake to Timothy, when he wrote those burning words: 'Fight the good fight of faith; lay hold on eternal life.' It is of this warfare that I want to speak to you today. We meet each other at a critical period of the world's history. Men's minds are full of 'wars and rumors of wars.' Men's hearts are full of fear while they look at the things which seem coming on the earth. On every side the horizon looks black and gloomy. Who can tell when the storm will burst? Give me your attention for a few moments, while I try to impress on you the solemn words which the Holy Ghost taught St. Paul to write down: 'Fight the good fight of faith.'

I. The first thing I have to say is this: True Christianity is a fight.

'True Christianity'-mind that word 'true.' Let there be no mistake about my meaning. There is a vast quantity of religion current in the world which is not true, genuine Christianity. It passes muster; it satisfies sleepy consciences; but it is not good money. It is not the real thing which was called Christianity eighteen hundred years ago. There are thousands of men and women who go to churches and chapels every Sunday, and call themselves Christians. Their names are in the baptismal register. They are reckoned Christians while they live. They are married with a Christian marriage-service. They are buried as Christians when they die.

But you never see any 'fight' about their religion! Of spiritual strife, and exertion, and conflict, and self-denial, and watching, and warring they know literally nothing at all. Such Christianity may satisfy man, and those who say anything against it may be thought very hard and uncharitable; but it certainly is not the Christianity of the Bible. It is not the religion which the Lord Jesus founded, and His Apostles preached. True Christianity is 'a fight.'

The true Christian is called to be a soldier, and must behave as such from the day of his conversion to the day of his death, he is not meant to live a life of religious ease, indolence, and security, He must never imagine for a moment that he can sleep and dose along the way to heaven, like one travelling in an easy carriage. If he takes his standard of Christianity from the children of this world he may be content with such notions, but he will find no countenance for them in the Word of God. If the Bible is the rule of his faith and practice, he will find his lines laid down very plainly in this matter. He must 'fight.'

With whom is the Christian soldier meant to fight? Not with other Christians. Wretched indeed is that man's idea of religion who fancies that it consists in perpetual controversy He who is never satisfied unless he is engaged in some strife between church and church, chapel and chapel, sect and sect, party and party, knows nothing yet as he ought to know. Never is the cause of sin so helped as when Christians waste their strength in quarrelling with one another, and spend their time in petty squabbles.

No, indeed! The principal fight of the Christian is with the world, the flesh, and the devil. These are his never-dying foes. These are the three chief enemies against whom he must wage war. Unless he gets the victory over these three, all other victories are useless and vain. If he had a nature like an angel, and was not a fallen creature, the warfare would not be so essential. But with a corrupt heart, a busy devil, and an ensnaring world, he must either 'fight' or be lost.

He must fight the flesh. Even after conversion he carries within him a nature prone to evil, and a heart weak and unstable as water. To keep that heart from going astray, there is need of a daily struggle and a daily wrestling in prayer. 'I keep under my body,' cries St. Paul, 'and bring it into subjection.' 'I see a law in my members warring against the law of my mind, and bringing me into captivity.' 'O wretched man that I am, who shall deliver me from the body of this death? . They that are Christ's have crucified the flesh with the affections and lusts.' 'Mortify your members which axe upon the earth' (1 Cor. ix. 27; Rom. vii. 23, 24; Gal. v. 24; Coloss. iii. 5).

He must fight the world. The subtle influence of that mighty enemy must be daily resisted, and without a daily battle can never be overcome. The love of the world's good things, the fear of the world's laughter or blame, the secret desire to keep in with the world, the secret wish to do as others in the world do, and not to run into extremes-all these are spiritual foes which beset the Christian continually on his way to heaven, and must be conquered. 'The friendship of the world is enmity with God: whosoever therefore will be a friend of the world, is the enemy of God.' 'If any man love the world, the love of the Father is not in him.' 'The world is crucified unto Me, and I unto the world.' 'Whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world.' 'Be not conformed to this world' (James iv. 4; 1 John ii. 15; Gal. vi. 4; 1 John v. 4; Rom. xii. 2).

He must fight the devil. That old enemy of mankind is not dead. Ever since the fall of Adam and Eve he has been going to and fro in the earth, and walking up and down in it, and striving to compass one great end-the ruin of man's soul. Never slumbering and never sleeping, he is always going about as a lion seeking whom he may devour. An unseen enemy, he is always near us, about our path and about our bed, and spying out ail our ways.

A murderer and a liar from the beginning, he labours night and day to cast us down to hell. Sometimes by leading into superstition, sometimes by suggesting infidelity, sometimes by one kind of tactics and sometimes by another, he is always carrying on a campaign against our souls. 'Satan hath desired to have you, that he may sift you as wheat.' This mighty adversary must be daily resisted if we wish to be saved. But 'this kind goeth not out' but by watching and praying, and putting on the whole armour of God. The strong man armed will never be kept out of our hearts without a daily battle. (Job i. 7; 1 Peter v. 8; John viii. 44; Luke xxii. 31; Ephes. vi. 11).

Reader, perhaps you think these statements too strong. You fancy that I am going too far, and laying on the colours too thickly. You are secretly saying to yourself, that men and women in England may surely get to heaven without all this trouble and warfare and fighting. Listen to me for a few minutes, and I will show you that I have something to say on God's behalf. Remember the maxim of the wisest general that ever lived in England: 'In time of war it is the worst mistake to underrate your enemy, and try to make a little war.' This Christian warfare is no light matter. Give me your attention and consider what I say.

What saith the Scripture? 'Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life. . Endure hardness, as a good soldier of Jesus Christ.' 'Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.

Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.' 'Strive to enter in at the strait gate.' 'Labour for the meat that endureth unto everlasting life.' 'Think not that I am come to send peace on the earth: I came not to send peace, but a sword.' 'He that hath no sword, let him sell his garment, and buy one.' 'Watch ye, stand fast in the faith, quit you like men, be strong.' 'War a good warfare; holding faith, and a good conscience' (1 Tim. vi. 12; 2 Tim. ii. 8; Ephes. vi. 11-13; Luke xiii. 24; John vi. 27; Matt. x. 84; Luke xxii. 36; 1 Cor. xvi. 18; 1 Tim. i. 18, 19). Words such as these appear to me clear, plain and unmistakable. They all teach one and the same great lesson, if we are willing to receive it. That lesson is, that true Christianity is a struggle, a fight, and a warfare.

What says the Baptismal Service of the Church of England? No doubt that service is uninspired, and like every uninspired composition, it has its defects, but to the millions of people all over the globe, who profess and call themselves English Churchmen, its voice ought to speak with some weight. And what does it say? It tells us that over every new member who is admitted into the Church of England the following words are used: 'I baptise thee in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.' 'I sign this child with the sign of the cross, in token that hereafter he shall not be ashamed to confess the faith of Christ crucified, and manfully to fight under His banner against sin, the world, and the devil, and to continue Christ's faithful soldier and servant unto his life's end.'

Of course we all know that in myriads of eases baptism is a mere form, and that parents bring their children to the font without faith or prayer or thought, and receive no blessing. The man who supposes that baptism in such cases acts mechanically, like a medicine, and that godly and ungodly, praying and prayerless parents all alike get the same benefit for their children, must be in a strange state of mind. But one thing at any rate is very certain. Every baptised Churchman is by his profession a 'soldier of Jesus Christ,' and is pledged 'to fight under His banner against sin, the world, and the devil.' He that doubts it had better take up his Prayer-book, and read, and mark, and learn its contents. The worst thing about many very zealous Churchmen is their total ignorance of what their own Prayer book contains.

Reader, whether you are a Churchman or not, one thing is very certain, this Christian warfare is a subject of vast importance. It is not a matter like Church government and ceremonial, about which men may differ, and yet reach heaven at last. Necessity is laid upon us. There are no promises in .the Lord Jesus Christ's Epistles to the Seven Churches, except to those who 'overcome.'

It is a fight of absolute necessity. Think not that in this war you can remain neutral and sit still. Such a line of action may be possible in the strife of nations, but it is utterly impossible in that conflict which concerns the soul. The boasted policy of non-interference, the 'masterly inactivity' which pleases so many statesmen, the plan of keeping quiet and letting things alone-all this will never do in the Christian warfare. Here at any rate no one can escape under the plea that he is 'a man of peace.' To be at peace with the world, the flesh, and the devil, is to be at enmity with God, and in the broad way that leadeth to destruction. We have no choice or option. We must either fight or be lost.

It is a fight of universal necessity, No rank, or class, or age, can plead exemption, or escape the battle. Ministers and people, preachers and hearers, old and young, high and low, rich and poor, gentle and simple, kings and subjects, landlords and tenants, learned and unlearned, all alike must carry arms and go to war. All have by nature a heart full of pride, unbelief, sloth, worldliness, and sin. All are living in a world beset with snares, traps, and pitfalls for the soul. All have near them a busy, restless, malicious devil. All, from the king in His palace down to the pauper in the workhouse, all must fight if they would be saved.

It is a fight of perpetual necessity. It admits of no breathing time, no armistice, no truce. On weekdays as well as on Sundays, in private as well as in public, at home by the family fireside as well as abroad, in little things like the management of tongue and temper, as well as in great ones like the government of kingdoms-the Christian's warfare must unceasingly go on. The foe we have to do with keeps no holidays, never slumbers, and never sleeps. So long as we have breath in our bodies we must keep on our armour, and remember we are on the enemy's ground. 'Even on the brink of Jordan,' said a dying saint, 'I find Satan nibbling at my heels.' We must fight till we die.

Reader, consider well what I have been saying. Take care that your own personal religion is real, genuine, and true. The saddest symptom about many so-called Christians, is the utter absence of anything like conflict and fight in their Christianity. They eat, they drink, they dress, they work, they amuse themselves, they get money, they spend money, they go through a scanty round of formal religious services once every week.

But of the great spiritual warfare-its watchings and strugglings, its agonies and anxieties, its battles and contests-of all this they appear to know nothing at all. Take care that this case is not your own. The worst state of soul is when the 'strong man armed keepeth his palace, and his goods are at peace,' when he leads men and women 'captive at his will,' and they make no resistance. The worst chains are those which are neither felt nor seen by the prisoner. (Luke xi. 21; 2 Tim. ii. 26).

Reader, take comfort about your soul, if you know anything of an inward fight and conflict. It is not everything, I am well aware, but it is something. Do you find in your heart of hearts a spiritual struggle? Do you feel anything of the flesh lusting against the spirit and the spirit against the flesh, so that you cannot do the things you would? (Gal. v. 17). Are you conscious of two principles within you, contending for the mastery?

Do you see anything of war in your inward man? Well, thank God for it! It is a good sign. It is evidence not to be despised. Anything is better than apathy, stagnation, deadness, and indifference. You are in a better state than many. The most part of so-called Christians have no feeling at all. You are evidently no friend of Satan. Like the kings of this world, he wars not against his own subjects. The very fact that he assaults you, should fill your mind with hope. Reader, I say again, take comfort, the child of God has two great marks about him, and of these two you have one. HE MAY BE KNOWN BY HIS INWARD WARFARE, AS WELL AS BY HIS INWARD PEACE.

II. I pass on to the second thing which I have to say, in handling my subject: True Christianity is the fight of faith.

In this respect the Christian warfare is utterly unlike the conflicts of this world. It does not depend on the strong arm, the quick eye, or the swift foot. It is not waged with carnal weapons, but with spiritual. Faith is the hinge on which victory turns. Success depends entirely on believing.

A general faith in the truth of God's written Word is the primary foundation of the Christian soldier's character. He is what he is, does what he does, thinks as he thinks, acts as he acts, hopes as he hopes, behaves as he behaves, for one simple reason-he believes certain propositions revealed and laid down in Holy Scripture. 'He that cometh to God must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of them that diligently seek Him' (Heb. xi. 6).

A religion without doctrine or dogma, is a thing which many are fond of talking of in the present day. It sounds very fine at first. It looks very pretty at a distance. But the moment you sit down to examine and consider it, you will find it a simple impossibility. You might as well talk of a body without bones and sinews. No man will ever be anything or do anything in religion, unless he believes something. Even those who profess to hold the miserable and uncomfortable views of the Deists are obliged to confess that they believe something. With all their bitter sneers against dogmatic theology and Christian credulity, as they call it, they themselves have a kind of faith.

As for true Christians, faith is the very backbone of their spiritual existence. No one ever fights earnestly against the world, the flesh, and the devil, unless he has engraven on his heart certain great principles which he believes. What they are he may hardly know, and certainly not be able to define or write down. But there they are, and consciously or unconsciously they form the roots of his religion. Wherever you see a man, whether rich or poor, learned or unlearned, wrestling manfully with sin, and trying to overcome it, you may depend there are certain great principles which this man believes. The poet who wrote the famous lines:

'For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight,
He can't be wrong whose life is in the right,'
was a clever man, but a poor divine.
There is no such thing as right living without faith and believing.

A special faith in our Lord Jesus Christ's person, work, and office, is the life, heart and mainspring of the Christian soldier's character.

He sees by faith an unseen Saviour, who loved him, gave Himself for him, paid his debts for him, bore his sins, carried his transgressions, rose again for him, and appears in heaven for him as his Advocate at the right hand of God. Seeing this Saviour and trusting in Him, he feels peace and hope, and willingly does battle against the foes of his soul.

He sees his own many sins-his weak heart, a tempting world, a-busy devil, and if be looked only at them he might well despair. But he sees also a mighty Saviour, an interceding Saviour, a sympathising Saviour-His blood, His righteousness, His everlasting priesthood-and he believes that all this is his own. Believing this, he cheerfully fights on, with a full confidence that He will prove 'more than conqueror through Him that loved him.'

Habitual lively faith in Christ's presence and readiness to help is the secret of the Christian soldier fighting successfully.

It must never be forgotten that faith admits of degrees. All men do not believe alike, and even the same person has his ebbs and flows of faith, and believes more heartily at one time than another. According to the degree of his faith the Christian fights well or ill, wins victories, or suffers occasional repulses, comes off triumphant, or loses a battle. He that has most faith will always be the happiest and most comfortable soldier.

Nothing makes the anxieties of warfare sit so lightly on a man as the assurance of Christ's love and God's protection. Nothing enables him to bear the fatigue of watching, struggling, and wrestling against sin, like the indwelling confidence that God is on his side and success is sure. It is the 'shield of faith' which quenches all the fiery darts of the wicked one. It is the man who can say: 'I know whom I have believed,' who can say in time of suffering: 'I am not ashamed.'

'Our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory,' was the man who wrote with the same pen, 'We look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen; for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal' (Ephes. vi. 16; 2 Tim. i. 12; 2 Cor. iv. 17, 18). The more faith the more victory! The more faith the more inward peace!

Reader, I think it impossible to overrate the value and importance of faith. Well may the Apostle Peter call it 'precious' (2 Peter i. 1). Time would fall me if I tried to recount a hundredth part of the victories which by faith Christian soldiers have obtained.

Take down your Bible and read with attention the eleventh chapter of the Epistle to the Hebrews. Mark the long list of worthies whose names are thus recorded, from Abel down to Moses. Note well what battles they won against the world, the flesh, and the devil. And then remember that believing did it all. 'By it the elders obtained a good report.' (Heb. xi. 2).

Turn to the pages of early Church history. See how the primitive Christians held fast their religion even unto death, and were not shaken by the fiercest persecutions of heathen emperors. For centuries there were never wanting men like Polycarp and Ignatius, who were ready to die rather than deny Christ. Fines, and prisons, and torture, and fire, and sword, were unable to crush the spirit of the noble army of martyrs. The whole power of imperial Rome, the mistress of the world, proved unable to stamp out the religion which began with a few fishermen and publicans in Palestine! And then remember that believing was the Church's strength. They won their victory by faith.

Examine the story of the Protestant Reformation. Study the lives of its leading champions-Wycliffe, and Huss, and Luther, and Ridley, and Latimer, and Hooper. Mark how these gallant soldiers of Christ stood firm against a host of adversaries, and were ready to die for their principles. What battles they fought! What controversies they maintained! What contradiction they endured! What tenacity of purpose they exhibited against a world in arms! And then remember that believing was the secret of their strength. They overcame by faith.

Consider the men who have made the greatest marks in Church history in the last hundred years. Observe how men like Wesley, and Whitefield, and Venn, and Romaine, stood alone in their day and generation, and revived English religion in the face of opposition from men high in office-and in the face of slander, ridicule, and persecution from nine-tenths of professing Christians in our land. Observe how men like William Wilberforce, and Havelock, and Hedley Vicars, have witnessed for Christ in the most difficult positions, and displayed a banner for Christ even at the regimental mess-table, or on the floor of the House of Commons. Mark how these home witnesses never flinched to the end, and won the respect even of their worst adversaries. And then remember that believing is the key to all their characters. By faith they lived, and walked, and stood, and overcame.

Reader, would you live the life of a Christian soldier? Pray for faith. It is the gift of God; and a gift which those who ask shall never ask for in vain. You must believe before you do. If men do nothing in religion, it is because they do not believe. Faith is the first step toward heaven.

Would you fight the fight of a Christian soldier successfully and prosperously? Pray for a continual growth of faith. Let your dally prayer be that of the disciples-'Lord, increase my faith.' Watch jealously over your faith, if you have any. It is the citadel of the Christian character, on which the safety of the whole fortress depends. It is the point which Satan loves to assail. All lies at His mercy if faith is overthrown. Here, if you love life, you must especially stand on your guard.

III. The last thing I have to say is this: True Christianity is a good fight.

'Good' is a curious word to apply to any warfare. All worldly war is more or less evil. No doubt it is an absolute necessity in many cases, to procure the liberty of nations, to prevent the weak from being trampled down by the strong; but still it is an evil.

It entails an awful amount of bloodshed and suffering. It hurries into eternity myriads who are completely unprepared for their change. It calls forth the worst passions of man. It causes enormous waste and destruction of property. It fills peaceful homes with mourning widows and orphans. It spreads far and wide poverty, taxation, and national distress. It disarranges all the order of society. It interrupts the work of the Gospel and the growth of Christian missions. In short, war is an immense and incalculable evil, and every praying man should cry night and day: 'Give peace in our times.' And yet there is one warfare which is emphatically 'good,' and one fight in which there is no evil. That warfare is the Christian warfare. That fight is the fight of the soul.

Now what are the reasons why the Christian fight is a 'good fight?' What are the points in which his warfare is superior to the warfare of this world? Let me examine this matter, and open it out in order. I dare not pass the subject, and leave it unnoticed. I want no one to begin the life of a Christian soldier without counting the cost. I would not keep back from any one that the Christian fight, though spiritual, is real and severe. It needs courage, boldness, and perseverance. But I want my readers to know that there is abundant encouragement, if they will only begin the battle. The Scripture does not call the Christian fight 'a good fight' without reason and cause. Let me try to shew what I mean.

(a) The Christian's fight is good because fought under the best of generals. The Leader and Commander of all believers is our Divine Saviour, the Lord Jesus Christ-a Saviour of perfect wisdom, infinite love, and almighty power. The Captain of our salvation never falls to lead His soldiers to victory. He never makes any useless movements, never errs in judgement, never commits any mistake. His eye is on all His followers, from the greatest of them even to the least. The humblest servant in His army is not forgotten. The weakest and most sickly is cared for, remembered, and kept unto salvation. The souls whom He has purchased and redeemed with His own blood are far too precious to be wasted and thrown away. Surely this is good!

(b) The Christian's fight is good, because fought with, the best of helps. Weak as each believer is in himself, the Holy Spirit dwells in him, and his body is a temple of the Holy Ghost. Chosen by God the Father, washed in the blood of the Son, renewed by the Spirit, he does not go a warfare at his own charges, and is never alone. God the Holy Ghost dally teaches, leads, guides, and directs him. God the Father helps him by His almighty power. God the Son intercedes for him every moment, like Moses on the mount, while he is fighting in the valley below. A threefold cord like this can never be broken! His dally provisions and supplies never fall. His commissariat is never defective. His bread and his water are sure. Weak as he seems in himself, like a worm, he is strong in the Lord to do great exploits. Surely this is good!

(c) The Christian fight is a good fight, because fought with the best of promises. To every believer belong exceeding great and precious promises-all yea and amen in Christ-promises sure to be fulfilled because made by Him who cannot He, and has power as well as will to keep His word. 'Sin shall not have dominion over you.' 'The God of peace shall bruise Satan under your feet shortly.' 'he which hath begun a good work in you, will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ.' 'When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee.'

My sheep 'shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of My hand.' 'Him that cometh to Me I will in no wise cast out.' 'I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.' 'I am persuaded that neither death, nor life, . . . nor things present, nor things to come . shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus' (Rom. vi. 14; Rom. xvi. 20; Philip. i. 6; Isaiah xliii. 2; John x. 28; John vi. 37; Is. xiii. 5; Rom. viii. 38, 39). Words like these are worth their weight in gold! Who does not know that promises of coming aid have cheered the defenders of besieged cities like Lucknow, and raised them above their natural strength? Who does not know that the promise of help before night had much to say to the mighty victory of Waterloo? Yet all such promises are as nothing compared to the rich treasure of believers, the eternal promises of God. Surely this is good!

(d) The Christian's fight is a good fight, because fought with the best of issues and results. No doubt it is a war in which there are tremendous struggles, agonising conflicts, wounds, bruises, watchings, fastings, and fatigue. But still every believer, without exception, is 'more than conqueror through Him that loved him.' No soldiers of Christ are ever lost, missing, or left dead on the battlefield. No mourning will ever need to be put on, and no tears be shed for either private or officer in the army of Christ.

The muster-roll, when the last evening comes, will be found precisely the same that it was in the morning. The English Guards marched out of London to the Crimean campaign a magnificent body of men; but many of the gallant fellows laid their bones in a foreign grave, and never saw London again. Far different shall be the arrival of the Christian army in 'the city which hath foundations, whose builder and maker is God.' Not one shall be found lacking. The words of our great Captain shall be found true: 'Of them which Thou gavest Me have I lost none' (John xviii. 9). Surely this is good!

(e) The Christian's fight is good, because it does good to the soul of him that fights it. All other wars have a bad, lowering, and demoralising tendency. They call forth the worst passions of the human mind. They harden the conscience, and sap the foundations of religion and morality. The Christian warfare alone tends to call forth the best things that are left in man.

It promotes humility and charity, it lessens selfishness and worldliness, it induces men to set their affection on things above. The old, the sick, the dying, are never known to repent of fighting Christ's battles against sin, the world, and the devil. Their only regret is that they did not begin to serve Christ long before. The experience of that eminent saint, Philip Henry, does not stand alone. In his last days he said to his family: 'I take you all to record that a life spent in the service of Christ is the happiest life that a man can spend upon earth.' Surely this is good!

(f) The Christian's fight is a good fight, because it does good to the world. All other wars have a devastating, ravaging, and injurious effect. The march of an army through a land is an awful scourge to the inhabitants. Wherever it goes it impoverishes, wastes, and does harm. Injury to persons, property, feelings, and morals invariably accompanies it. Far different are the effects produced by Christian soldiers. Wherever they live they are a blessing. They raise the standard of religion and morality. They invariably check the progress of drunkenness, Sabbath-breaking, profligacy, and dishonesty. Even their enemies are obliged to respect them. Go where you please, you will rarely find that barracks and garrisons do good to the neighbourhood. But go where you please, you will find that the presence of 4 few true Christians is a blessing. Surely this is good!

(g) Finally, the Christian's fight is good, because the end is a glorious reward for all who fight it. Who can tell the wages that Christ will pay to all His faithful people? Who can estimate the good things that our Divine Captain has laid up for those who confess Him before men? A grateful country can give to her successful warriors medals, Victoria crosses, pensions, peerages, honours, and titles. But it can give nothing that will last and endure for ever, nothing than can be carried beyond the grave.

Palaces like Blenheim and Strathfield say can only be enjoyed for a few years. The bravest generals and soldiers must go down one day before the king of terrors. Better, far better, is the position of him who fights under Christ's banner against sin, the world, and the devil, He may get little praise of man while he lives, and go down to the grave with little honour; but he shall have that which is far better, because far more enduring. It shall have 'a crown of glory that fadeth not away.' Surely this is good.

Reader, settle it in your mind that the Christian fight is a good fight, really good, truly good, emphatically good. You see only part of it yet. You see the struggle, but not the end; you see the campaign, but not the reward; you see the cross, but not the crown. You see a few humble, broken-spirited, penitent, praying people, enduring hardships and despised by the world; but you see not the hand of God over them, the face of God smiling on them, the kingdom of glory prepared for them. These things are yet to be revealed. Judge not by appearances. There are more good things about the Christian warfare than you see.

And now, reader, let me conclude my whole subject with a few words of practical application. Our lot is cast in times when the world seems thinking of little else but battles and fighting. The iron is entering into the soul of more than one nation, and the mirth of many a fair district is clean gone. Surely at a time like this a minister may fairly call on men to remember the spiritual warfare. Bear with me while I say a few parting words about the great fight of the soul.

(1) It may be you are struggling hard for the rewards of this world. Perhaps you are straining every nerve to obtain money, or place, or power, or pleasure. Reader, if that be your case, take care. You are sowing a crop of bitter disappointment. Unless you mind what you are about your latter end will be to He down in sorrow.

Thousands have trodden the path you are pursuing, and have awoke too late to find it end in misery and eternal ruin. They have fought hard for wealth, and honour, and office, and promotion, and turned their backs on God, and Christ, and heaven, and the world to come. And what has their end been? Often, far too often, they have found out that their whole life has been a grand mistake. They have tasted by bitter experience the feelings of the dying statesman who cried aloud in his last hours: 'The battle is fought: the battle is fought: but the victory is not won.'

Reader, for your own happiness' sake resolve this day to join the Lord's side. Shake off your past carelessness and unbelief. Come out from the ways of a thoughtless, unreasoning world. Take up the cross, and become a good soldier of Christ. Fight the good fight of faith, that you may be happy as well as safe.

Think what the children of this world will often do for liberty, without any religious principle. Remember how Greeks, and Romans, and Swiss, and Tyrolese, have endured the loss of all things, and even life itself, rather than bend their necks to a foreign yoke. Let their example provoke you for emulation. If men can do so much for a corruptible crown, how much more should you do for one which is incorruptible! Awake to a sense of the misery of being a slave. For life, and happiness, and liberty, arise and fight.

Fear not to begin and enlist under Christ's banner. The great Captain of your salvation rejects none that come to Him. Like David in the cave of Adullam, he is ready to receive all who come to him, however unworthy they may feel themselves.-None who repent and believe are too bad to be enrolled in the ranks of Christ's army. All who come to Him by faith are admitted, clothed, armed, trained, and finally led on to complete victory. Reader, fear not to begin this very day. There is yet room for you.

Fear not to go on fighting, if you once enlist. The more thorough and whole-hearted you are as a soldier, the more comfortable will you find your warfare. No doubt you will often meet with trouble, fatigue, and hard fighting, before your warfare is accomplished. But let none of these things move you. Greater is He that is for you than all they that be against you. Everlasting liberty or everlasting captivity are the alternatives before you. Choose liberty, and fight to the last.

(2) Reader, it may be you know something of the Christian warfare, and are a tried and proved soldier already. If that be your case, accept a parting word of advice and encouragement from a fellow-soldier. Let me speak to myself as well as to you. Let us stir up our minds by way of remembrance. There are some things which we cannot remember too well.

Let us remember that if we would fight successfully we must put on the whole armour of God, and never lay it aside till we die. Not a single piece of the armour can be dispensed with. The girdle of truth, the breastplate of righteousness, the shield of faith, the sword of the Spirit, the helmet of hope, each and all are needful. Not a single day can we dispense with any part of this armour. Well says an old veteran in Christ's army, who died 200 years ago: 'In heaven we shall appear, not in armour, but in robes of glory. But here our arms are to be worn night and day. We must walk, work, sleep in them, or else we are not true soldiers of Christ.' (Gurnall's 'Christian Armour').

Let us remember the solemn words of an old warrior, who went to his rest more than 1800 years ago: 'No man that warreth entangleth himself with the affairs of this life; that he may please Him who hath chosen him to be a soldier' (2 Tim. ii. 4). May we never forget that saying!

Let us remember that some have seemed good soldiers for a little season, and talked loudly of what they would do, and yet turned back disgracefully in the day of battle. Let us never forget Balaam, and Judas, and Demas, and Lot's wife. Whatever we are, and however weak, let us be real, genuine, true, and sincere.

Let us remember that the eye of our loving Saviour is upon us morning, noon, and night. He will never suffer us to be tempted above that we are able to bear. He can be touched with the feeling of our infirmities, for He suffered himself being tempted. He knows what battles and conflicts are, for He Himself was assaulted by the prince of this world. Having such a High Priest, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold fast our profession.

Let us remember that thousands of soldiers before us have fought the same battle that we are fighting, and come off more than conquerors through Him that loved them. They overcame by the blood of the Lamb; and so also may we. Christ's arm is quite as strong as ever, and Christ's heart is just as loving as ever. He that saved men and women before us, is one who never changes. He is able to save to the uttermost both you and me and all who come unto God by Him. Then let us cast doubts and fears away. Let us follow them who through faith and patience inherit the promises, and are waiting for us to join them.

Finally, let us remember that the time is short, and the coming of the Lord draweth nigh. A few more battles and the last trumpet shall sound, and the Prince of Peace shall come to reign on a renewed earth. A few more struggles and conflicts, and then we shall bid an eternal goodbye to sin and sorrow and death. Then let us fight on to the last, and never surrender. Thus saith the Captain of our salvation: 'he that overcometh shall inherit all things; and I will be his God, and he shall be My son' (Rev .xxi. 7).

Let me conclude all with the words of John Bunyan, in one of the most beautiful parts of 'Pilgrim's Progress.' He is describing the end of one of his best and holiest pilgrims:-

'After this it was noised abroad that Mr. Valiant-for-truth was sent for by a summons, by the same party as the others. And he had this word for a token that the summons was true, 'The pitcher was broken at the fountain' (Eccles. xii. 6). When he understood it, he called for his friends, and told them of it. Then said he: ' I am going to my Father's house; and though with great difficulty I have got hither, yet now I do not repent me of all the troubles I have been at to arrive where I am.

My sword I give to him that shall succeed me in my pilgrimage, and my courage and skill to him that can get it. My marks and scars I carry with me, to be a witness for me that I have fought His battles, who will now be my Rewarder.' When the day that he must go home was come, many accompanied him to the riverside, into which, as he went down, he said, 'O death, where is thy sting?' And as he went down deeper, he cried, 'O grave, where is thy victory?' So he passed over, and all the trumpets sounded for him on the other side.'

Reader, may our last end be like this!

Posted By: Theodore

The Falling of the Empire

The Falling of the Empire
Hello, my name is Justus B. Agony and I am an imaginary friend of Arts.
Have you been wondering what is happening to the United States of America lately?
It seems as if we’re suffering one crisis or calamity right on top of another.
The 9/11 attacks on New York, and the pentagon, wars and rumors of more war, record hurricane seasons with catastrophic landfalls all around the Gulf Coast, Fires in California, Unemployment rates hitting all time highs, Stock Market crashes, Big bank and business merges and consolidations. Housing recession, strikes, protest marches, and health care crisis, errosion of traditional family values, crime and capital murder rising.
My friends Arthur was afraid to write about the recent calamities and catastrophes for fear it would cause some kind of a curse to come on him, so here I am digging up the bad news to make some since of it all.
My philosophy on this snowball downhill run the country has been facing for about almost a decade is very real and does not look to be getting any better anytime soon sadly to say. We are in the midst of a cycle here and it’s anyone’s guess as to when it will end or turn around.
Can you imagine what things will be like in another ten or so years going the way they are? I don’t even want to.
I can say this much, if you believe in a higher power out there in this vast universe, get busy talking to Him/Her cause we need all the help we can get these days. Sometimes lately, it seems as if there exists another greater and more intelligent life form among us that seems to have a connection to a source of power greater than that of humanity. I’m guessing that is what is meant by, a higher power! Good or Bad, whatever the case may be, we must rely on that power and our own strengths to make it through all of this and continue in a logical and ethical fashion so as NOT to further disrupt any sense of balance that may or may not exist in this mortal life as we know it to be presently.
I believe that each of us as individuals carry a portion of the responsibility for what has and is happening on this planet during our time here and somewhere along the way, we shall be held accountable for what we have done, whether it is bad or good.
These strange events pretty much affect us all in some way or another regardless of whether we like it or not and we can choose to try and understand what has happened or just act dumbfounded and say, I told ya that it was going to happen sooner or later.
I think now, not a single one of us has the answers to our problems, but, we stand a better chance of working through them if we take a stand together and hope and help one another to the other side of any of these problems facing us as a people.
I hope that somebody out there can agree with my views and can comment with more logical explanation and reason how best to handle the situations we find ourselves in today!
Thanks Art for letting me use your computer and blogspot to express my weird feelings, it has been a pleasure to unleash this bottled up feeling. If anyone has any ideas on how to better proceed with caution, feel free to post them. I'm sure that Art wouldn't mind!
Yours Truly,
Justus B. Agony