Part 35
and in the lasting–You are here–though sometimes we know it not.
Let us enter now the kingdom of Providence, again to rejoice that
God is there. My Brethren, let us walk the centuries and at one
stride of thought let us traverse the earliest times when man first
came out of Eden driven from it by the Fall. Then this earth had no
human population and the wild tribes of animals roamed it at their
will. We know not what this island was then save that we may
suspect it to have been covered with dense forests and perhaps
inhabited by ferocious beasts. But God was here, as much here as
He is today. As truly was He here then, when no ear heard His foot
fall as He walked in the cool of the day in this great garden–as truly
here as when today the stings of ten thousand rise up to Heaven,
blessing and magnifying His name.
And then when our history began–turn over its pages and you will
read of cruel invasions and wars which stained the soil with blood
and crimsoned it a foot deep with clotted gore. You will read of
civil wars and strifes between brother and brother and you will
say–"How is this? How was this permitted?" But if you read on
and see how by tumult and bloody strife liberty was served and the
best interest of man, you will say, "Verily, God was here." History
will conduct you to awful battlefields. She will bid you behold the
garment rolled in blood. She will cover you with the thick darkness
of her fire and vapor of smoke. And as you hear the clash of arms
and see the bodies of your fellow men, you say, "The devil is here."
But Truth will say, "No, though evil is here, yet surely God was in
this place though we knew it not. All this was needful after all–
these calamities are but revolutions of the mighty wheels of
Providence which are too high to be understood–but are as sure in
their action as though we could predict their results." Turn, if you
will, to what is perhaps a worse feature in history still and far more
dreary–I mean the story of persecutions. Read how the men of God
were stoned and were sawn asunder. Let your imaginations revive
the burnings of Smithfield and the old dungeons of the Lollards'
Tower. Think how with fire and sword and instruments of torture
the Fiends of Hell seemed determined to destroy the chosen Seed.
But remember as you read the bloodiest tragedy, as your very soul
grows sick at some awful picture of poor tortured human flesh–that
verily God was in that place, scattering with rough hands, it may
be–the eternal Seed. Bidding persecution to be the blast which
carries seed away from some fruit-bearing tree that it may take root
in distant islets which it had never reached unless it had been
carried on the wings of the storm. You are, O God–even where man
is most in his sin and blasphemy–You are reigning over rebels
themselves and over those who seem to defy and to overturn Your
will. Remember, always in history–however dreadful may seem the
circumstances of the narrative–surely God is in that place.
You may say that yonder nation depended for its welfare upon a
woman's will, or that its destiny hinged upon a child's life. That
this dynasty rose and fell at the will of some far-famed adventurer.
That another nation was rocked to its very center by the fanaticism
of a foolish pretender. We will grant you all this–for who denies the
second cause when he vindicates the first? But let me say, more
present is God than even man himself–more truly is He King than
the kings of the earth. More certainly is the Lord a man of war than
even warriors themselves. In everything in the pages of history–
from the moment of its first unrolling till the last of the seven seals
shall be loosed and the Book shall be read out before men and
angels–you will have to say, "God was in it all."
But you will please recollect that while this is true of history in
the whole, it is also true of it in the detail and with reference to
yourself and your own lot–God is there. You had a fire by which
you lost your all, but God was there. By some fortunate
circumstances, as you call it, you rose in life–God was there–but by
a reverse, as you name it, you soon fell back again–God was there.
There has nothing happened to you but what has been under His
knowledge, His superintendence and His ordination. Do not, I pray
you, forget yourself while you are thinking of nations and of
kingdoms–for it is as true of a gnat that God supports it in life as it
is of an angel. And God is as certainly in the creeping of the aphid
upon a rosebud as in the tumble of an avalanche from the
mountain. He is in all things. He is in you. He is in your
circumstances today. Take the thought home and may God grant
that it may have its due effect upon your minds. In Providence,
then, we may say, "Surely God is in this place."
But we now come to the third great kingdom of which the Truth
holds good in a yet more evident manner–the kingdom of grace. In
yonder province of conviction where hard-hearted ones are
weeping penitential tears, where proud ones who said they would
never have this Man to reign over them are bowing their knees to
kiss the Son lest He be angry. Where rocky adamantine
consciences, have at last begun to feel–where obdurate,
determined, incorrigible sinners, have at last turned from the error
of their ways–God is there. Were He not there none of these holy
feelings would ever have arisen. And the cry would never have
been heard–"I will arise and go unto my Father."
And look in yonder province which shines under a brighter sun
where penitents with joy look to a bleeding Savior. Where sinners
leap to loose their chains and oppressed ones sing because their
burdens have rolled away. Look there where they who were just
now sitting in darkness and in the valley of the shadow of death
have seen the great light–God is in that place or faith had never
come and hope had never arisen! And there in yonder province,
brighter still, where Christians lay their bodies upon the altar as
living sacrifices, where men with self-denying zeal think
themselves to be nothing and Christ to be All in All–where the
missionary leaves his kindred that he may die among the swarthy
heathen.
Look there where the young man renounces brilliant prospects
that he may be the humble servant of Jesus. Where yonder working
girl toils night and day to earn her bread rather than sell her soul.
Where yonder toiling laborer stands up for the rights of conscience
against the demands of the mighty–where yonder struggling
believer still holds to God in all his troubles, saying–"Though He
slay me yet will I trust in Him"–God is in that place and he that has
eyes to see will soon perceive His presence there.
Where the sigh is heaving, where the tear is falling, where the
song is rising, where the desire is mounting, where love is burning,
hope anticipating, faith abiding, joy overflowing, patience suffering
and zeal abounding–God is surely present. He is present in the
temple of the human heart, consecrating it unto Himself. In all
these three kingdoms then, my Brethren, let us never forget that
"God is in this place." I shall turn from this point when I have just
made the remark that we are still so apt to think that God is not
here. You remember that splendid picture which God himself
gives–"Heaven is My Throne and earth is My footstool."
You have seen, perhaps, the drawings of those wonderful statues
which, amid the ruined temples of Egypt, lift their heads into the
very clouds. They sit upon their awful thrones continually–men of
common stature reach no higher than the pedestals of their feet–
while these gigantic ones tower upwards into the very sky. Now
consider these to be but a minute representation and let the colossal
figure of Deity rise before your mind. Heaven is His Throne and
there He sits–earth is His footstool and here are His feet–while
higher than angels fly is the head of the All-Glorious One. We
cannot comprehend the Lord at all–but we may think of Him as He
represents Himself to us. He does it, you know, under human
representations–let us then get the human representation into our
mind.
He is greater than the greatest thought–His head higher than
Heaven–His feet lower than the deepest Hell. Earth is his footstool,
Heaven His Throne. Do not let us think that He is ever absent here,
for if His face is seen in Heaven, the skirts of His garments are
trailing over the whole earth. We are never at a distance from Him.
He is here, there and everywhere–with you and with me–very
present at every time and in every circumstances. I cannot bring out
the Truth more clearly than that. I therefore leave it to pass on to
the second head.
II. BUT HOW ARE WE TO RECOGNIZE THIS PRESENCE OF
GOD? What is the Spirit which shall enable us constantly to feel it?
The presence of electricity is very soon discovered by those bodies
which are susceptible of its action. The presence, for instance, of
iron in a vessel is very soon detected and discovered by the
magnetic needle. There is an affinity between them. That carnal
men should not discover God here I do not wonder. That they
should say, "There is no God," is no marvel because there is
nothing in their nature akin to Him and therefore they do not
perceive Him. They lack all the affinity that can discover His
presence.
To commence, then–if you would feel God's presence, you must
have an affinity to His nature. Your soul must have the spirit of
adoption and it will soon find out its Father. Your spirit must have a
desire after holiness and it will soon discover the presence of Him
who is Holiness itself. Your mind must be heavenly and you will
soon detect that the God of Heaven is here. The more nearly we
become like God the more sure shall we see that God is where we
are. To a man who has reached the highest stage of sanctification,
the presence of God becomes a more sure fact than the presence of
anything else. In fact he may even get to such a state that he will
look upon the fields, streets, inhabitants and events of the world as
a dream–a passing background–while the only real thing to him
will be the unseen God which his new nature so clearly manifests
to him.
His faith becomes the evidence of things not seen, the substance
of things which sense cannot perceive. Likeness to God is first
necessary for the clear perception of His presence. Next, there must
be a calmness of spirit. God was in the place when Jacob came
there that night but Jacob did not know it, for he was alarmed about
his brother Esau. He was troubled and vexed and disturbed. He fell
asleep and his dream calmed him. He awoke refreshed. The noise
of his troubled thoughts was gone and he heard the voice of God–
"In solemn silence of the mind,
My Heaven and there my God I find."
More quiet we want, more quiet, more calm retirement before we
shall well be able–even with spiritual minds–to discover the
sensible presence of God.
But next Jacob had in addition to this calm of mind–a revelation
of Christ. That ladder, as I have said in the exposition–was a
picture of Christ–the way of access between man and God. You
will never perceive God in nature until you have learned to see God
in grace. We have heard a great deal about going up from nature to
nature's God. Impossible! A man might as well attempt to go from
the top of the Alps to Heaven. There is still a long gulf between
nature and God to the natural mind. You must first of all perceive
God incarnate in the flesh of Christ before you will perceive God in
the creation which He has made. We have heard a great deal about
men worshipping in the forest glades who never frequent the
sanctuary of the saints. You have heard much–but there is little
Truth in it.
There is often great sound where there is much emptiness and you
will frequently find that those men who talk most of this natural
worship are those who do not worship God at all. God's works are
too gross a medium to allow the light. And the road to Him is a
rugged one if we go the way of the creatures. But when I see
Christ, I see God's new and living way between my soul and my
God, most clear and pleasant. I come to my God at once and
finding Him in Christ, I find Him everywhere else besides.
More than this, no man will perceive God wherever He may be
unless he knows that God has made a promise to be with him and is
able by faith to look to the fulfillment of it. In Jacob's case God
said, "I will be with you wherever you go and I will not leave you."
Christian, have you heard the same? Is the twenty-third Psalm the
song of your faith? "Yes, though I walk through the valley of the
shadow of death I will fear no evil, for You are with me." Have you
consciously perceived that though men forsook you, God stood
with you? Could you join the song of one who said–
"When trouble like a gloomy cloud
Has gathered thick and thundered loud,
He near my side has always stood,
His loving kindness O how good!"
Then to you it will not be difficult to perceive the presence of
God. You will in fact look upon it as so real that when you open
your eyes in the morning you will look for Him with praise. And
when you close them at night it will only be that you may repose
under the shadow of His wings. I wish we could get back to the
spirit of the old Puritans–they believed in a present God always.
We speculate about the laws of nature–we are always talking about
organic matter and so on–but with them it was God and God alone.
We look to the barometer about the rain and very properly in some
sense. They looked to God. They prayed God either to stay the
bottles of Heaven or to pour down the refreshing floods upon the
thirsty earth.
We are talking about attraction–finding out the laws by which the
worlds are governed–the Puritans looked to the Lawgiver rather
than to the Law and to the present power of God manifest in His
present hand rather than to any power which some dream may exist
in matter itself or in the laws of matter. Oh to feel God everywhere!
In the little as well as in the great! In our risings up and in our
sittings down, in our goings forth and in our comings in! I can
conceive of no life more blessed and of no spirit more akin to the
spirit of the glorified than the mind and heart of the man who
III. This brings me, very briefly, to one or two concluding
remarks upon the PRACTICAL RESULTS OF A FULL
RECOGNITION IN THE SOUL OF THIS DOCTRINE OF
GOD'S OMNIPRESENCE.
One of the first things would be to check our inordinate levity.
Cheerfulness is a virtue–levity a vice. How much foolish talking–
how much jesting which is not convenient–would at once end if we
said, "Surely God is in this place." The next time you have been
indulging in mirth–I mean not innocent mirth, but that which is
connected with uncleanness, or with any sort of ill–think you see a
finger lifted up and you hear a voice saying, "Surely God is in this
place"–let your recreation be free from sin. Let your amusements
be such that you can enjoy them while God looks on.
If, too, we felt that God was in this place–how much oftener
should we talk of Him and of Christ. This afternoon what will
many of you talk of? Sunday afternoon talk is generally a great
difficulty to some professors. They do not like to go right down
into what they think as worldly conversation so they generally talk
about ministers. They consider that to be a spiritual subject. And
generally this talk about ministers is more wicked than talk about
the devil himself. I had rather you should speak religiously
concerning Satan than irreligiously concerning the angels of the
Churches. There is one tale about this minister and another tale
about the other and the conversation ministers no edification. If
they heard an angel say, "God is in this place," the afternoon of the
Day of Rest would be spent in much more profitable conversation.
But suppose that I have some here, today, who have been lately
exposed to personal danger and peril. Brethren, do you not think if
in the midst of the storm, or in time of disease, you had heard a
voice saying, "Surely God is in this place," you would have been
perfectly at rest? The noxious air grows pure if He is there. The
lightning cannot scathe, or if they scathe 'tis bliss. The storm
cannot devour, nor can the hungry deep engulf–or, if they do, 'tis
bliss if God is there. What need have you at any time to fear? What
is your nervousness but wickedness when the Eternal God is your
certain refuge?
A Christian in alarm is in the hand of his God–surely he distrusts
his Father–and doubts the heart of infinite love! "God is in this
place though I knew it not." I speak to some, too, who are in great
poverty. You will go home today and there are bare walls. Perhaps
the seat you sit upon has many of the rushes torn away and the
table will be but very scantily furnished and very homely at the
best. "Well," but you will say, "surely God is in this place." What
comfort for you! You may remember the old Christian's
exclamation as you sit down for a blessing, "What, all this and my
God present with me!" Better this and feel His presence than be
possessed of the best of the world's dainties and not know that He
is here.
Perhaps you have today some sore trouble at home. There is a
Christian wife who has to go home to an ungodly husband, or sons
and daughters who have to go home to a household which is
anything but what it should be. Do not be afraid to go home and as
you cross the threshold, say, "Surely God is in this place." I think
as John Bunyan passed over the threshold of the dungeon of
Ledford Jail, if he could have known that he should be there twelve
years but that in those twelve years he would write the "Pilgrim's
Progress"–he would have said, "Surely God is in this place." And
you, if you are called to enter a den such as Bunyan called his
Dungeon–you, too, can say, "Surely God is in this place"–and you
can make it a palace at once.
Some of you, too, are in very deep affliction. You are driven to
such straits that you do not know where things will end and you are
in great despondency today. Surely God is in that place. As certain
as there was one like unto the Son of God in the midst of the fiery
furnace with Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, so surely on the
glowing coals of your affliction the heavenly footprints may be
seen–for surely God is in this place. You are called today to some
extraordinary duty and you do not feel strong enough for it. Go to
it, for, "Surely God is in this place."
You have to address an assembly this afternoon for the first time.
Surely God is in that place. He will help you. The arm will not be
far off on which you have to lean–the divine strength not remote to
which you have to look. "Surely God is in this place." But were I to
multiply pictures I might not describe the condition of one-tenth of
my hearers. Let me rather leave it to you or to the blessed Spirit of
God to make an application to your own lot and you shall find this
to be a very well of comfort springing up with clear transparent
water of life–"Surely God is in this place."
And lastly, if we always remembered that God was where we are
what reverence would it inspire when we are in His house, in the
place particularly and specially set apart for His service! I do not
think we always feel in the assembly of the saints as we should. It
is not the place that is holy–holiness cannot attach itself to anything
but moral virtues and to intelligent beings. There cannot be holy
bricks and holy stones–the thing is absolutely impossible. But
where two or three are met together in Christ's name, there is He in
the midst of them. He is here and yet how many come out of form
and fashion.
Some few think rather more of the dress they come in than they
do of what they shall hear, or of what spirit they shall come in. Oh!
be dressed–stay not for another pin–but stay for another prayer if
you will–that your soul may be dressed. Often you come with your
body decked out but with your soul naked before God for want of
preparation in coming to His house. And when we sit here, what
thoughts come in! What buyers and sellers transact business here!
How have some of you been looking to the cares of housewives
and some of you been busy with your shops! At home you do not
take the shutters down on the Sunday–you keep them up.
I wish you would keep them up in your souls. You do not go into
the field and look after the crops but some men bring the crops into
the house of God and look at them there. You would not take down
the ledger and cast up your accounts today, (though some do that),
but at the same time you have a ledger in your brains and are busy
with that when you ought to be thinking of your God. And I have
noticed this, too, that in so large a house as this–where so many
have to be occupied in showing persons to their seats, keeping the
pews and arranging the services–there is such a tendency in the
minds of such to have their minds dissipated from the solemn
occupation in which they are engaged.
I think there ought never to be employed in churches and chapels
pew-openers who are not converted, for they will not be converted
afterwards. I suppose the case of a pew-opener being converted
after taking the office was never known. Those persons who have
to do with the externals of the house are just those persons who
seldom know anything of the internal. They are occupied with the
shell. They cannot think of the kernel. As with the grave digger and
with undertakers–the least thoughtful of all, the most careless of all
men–so is it with them who are most in the sanctuary. They are
often furthest from God. Oh, may we remember "Surely God is in
this place," and it will give us awe when we come into His
immediate presence!
But once more–what a restraint from sin would this thought be if
it could be painted upon our very soul! A man once took his child
with him while he went out to steal from a neighbor's stack and he
said to the boy, "Look about you for fear anybody should see your
father." The boy had read the Scriptures. Having looked all round,
his father said, "Have you looked all ways?" He said, "No, father,
there is somebody looking." "Who is it?" "Father, you have not
looked up and there is God looking down upon you." The man's
conscience was pricked.
Sinner, look round you! There is no one in the chamber, you
perpetrate the crime. Look up! The father with murderous thoughts
in his mind gets his son into an unfrequented lane, no eye he thinks
beholds him, but the divine Watcher looks on and finds helpmates
on earth to keep watch, too. Man, there are eyes in every wall.
Nature is God's great photographer, photographing every act you
do, no, every thought that you feel as it prints itself upon your brain
and upon your brow. You shall find at the last great Day the picture
of everything that you have done preserved–for He shall speak to
the beam out of the sun and it shall tell what you said–and He shall
speak to the sun itself and it shall reveal the picture of the uplifted
hand and of the dark deed.
You are always seen. Eyes watch you–through the thick darkness
He beholds. The spirits which He sends abroad to and fro are ever
at your elbow and He Himself is there. Now go and sin in the
presence of God if you dare. Curse Him to His face if you dare. Go
home today to break His Sabbath if you dare while He looks on.
Surely men would not offend in the very presence of the Judge!
They would not break the laws with the Lawgiver Himself before
their very eyes. Let Him then abide in your thoughts–
"Nor let your weaker passions dare
Consent to sin, for God is there."
Ge 31:13 • The God of Bethel
ERMON 1267
The God Of Bethel
"I am the God of Bethel."
Genesis 31:13
Jacob had been sent away to Padanaram and he might, perhaps,
have stopped there if things had been quite as he wished. As it was,
he stayed there quite long enough. He seemed almost to forget his
father's house in the cares that his wives and children and the
anxious oversight of his constantly increasing flocks involved. But
God did not mean him to remain at Padanaram. He was to lead a
separated life in Canaan and, therefore, things grew very
uncomfortable with Laban. He was not a nice man to live with at
any time, but he began to show his crotchets and his heart-
burnings, and a good deal of that scheming spirit of which there
was a little in Jacob.
It came to him from his mother, who was Laban's true sister, and
had her share of the family failing. So there were endless bickering,
bargaining, disputes–each trying to outdo the other–till at last, as
God would have it, Jacob could bear it no longer. So he resolved to
take leave of that land and return to the land of his kindred. An
angel appeared to him, then, to comfort him in going back to his
father's house. The angel spoke in the name of the Lord and said,
"I am the God of Bethel," which must have at once suggested to
Jacob that the Lord had not changed, more especially in regard to
him.
The occurrence at Bethel was the first special occasion, probably,
upon which he had known the Lord and though many years had
passed, God comes to him as the same God as He was before. "I
am the God of Bethel." You remember, some of you, perhaps, the
first time when pardoning love was revealed to you–when you
were brought to see the love of God in the great atoning Sacrifice
of Jesus Christ! Well, tonight, the Lord says to you, "I am the same
God as you have ever found Me. I have not changed. I change not,
therefore you sons of Jacob are not consumed, even as your father
Jacob was not consumed, for I was, even to him, the same God."
Brothers and Sisters, what a mercy it is that we have an
Immutable God! Everything else changes. Yon moon, which but a
little while ago was full, you see now young and new again and
soon she will fill her horns. Everything beneath her beams changes
like herself. We are never at one stage and our circumstances are
perpetually varying. But You, O God, are the same and of Your
years there is no end. Your creatures are a sea, but You are the terra
firma and when our soul comes to rest on You, Rock of Ages, then
we know what stability means and, for the first time, we enjoy true
rest.
Trust in the Lord forever and rest in the Lord alone, for He
changes not. "I AM THE GOD OF BETHEL. Does not that mean,
first, that our God is the God of our early mercies? As we have
already said, Bethel was to Jacob the place of early mercy. Let us
look back upon our early mercies. Did they not come to us, as they
did to him, unsought and unexpected and when, perhaps, we were
unprepared for them? I do not know what were Jacob's feelings
when he lay down with a stone for his pillow, but I feel very sure
that he never reckoned that the place would be the House of God to
him!
His exclamation showed this when he said, "Surely, God is in this
place, and I knew it not!" It was the last thing on his mind that,
amidst those stones, the Lord would set up a ladder for him and
would speak from the top of it, to his soul. So, dear Friends, with
some of us, when God appeared to us, it was in a very unexpected
manner. Perhaps we were not looking for Him, but in us was
fulfilled that memorable word, "I am found of them that sought Me
not." We, like Jacob, were glad to meet Him, but we had not
expected that He would come, or come in so Divine a manner, with
such fullness of Covenant manifestation and such richness of
Grace!
But He took our soul, before we were aware, and carried us right
away from ourselves. We, perhaps, like Jacob, were sleeping. God
was awake. This was the mercy! And He came to us while yet our
heart slept and our mind had not felt awakened towards Himself.
We seemed slumbering with regard to Divine things, but as a dream
in the visions of the night, so God came to us. He found us
sleeping, but nevertheless He manifested Himself to us as He does
not unto the world. Do you remember all that? Then the God you
have to look to is the God of that unexpected Grace! Do you need
Grace tonight? Why should you not have it? Are you unfit for it?
Do you feel more and more how undeserving you are of it? Yet it
came to you before, when you were in just such a state! Why
shouldn't it come again?
Sitting in this house of prayer, why should not we again be
startled and be made to say, "Surely God is in this place, and I
knew it not! I did not think, when I came within these walls that
here He would, in such a special manner, reveal Himself to me! But
now I shall always think of the seat in which I sat, and say, 'How
wonderful is this place! It is none other than the House of God and
the gate of Heaven.'" The God of unexpected manifestations in
your early days is still the same God!
Perhaps, dear Friends, some of you can look back upon those
early manifestations as having taken place when you were in a very
sad and lonely condition. Jacob was alone. He was a man that
loved society. There are many signs of that. Perhaps, for the first
time in his life, he was then out of the shelter of his tent and away
from the familiar voices of his beloved father and mother. He had
always been his mother's son. Something about him had always
attracted her. But now no one was within call. He might, perhaps,
have heard the roar of the wild beast, but no familiar voice of a
friend was anywhere near. It was a very lonely night to him.
Some of us remember the first night we were away from home–
how dreary we felt as children. The same kind of homesickness
will come over men and women and they say to themselves, "Now,
at last, I have got out of the range in which I have been accustomed
to go, and I have got away from the dear familiar faces that made
life so happy to me." Yes, but it was just then that God appeared to
him and have not you found it so? Amid darkest shades, Christ
appears to you. Have not you had times of real desolation of spirit
from one cause or another in which the Lord has seemed more
sweet to you than ever He was before?
When all created streams have run dry, the everlasting fount has
bubbled up with more sweet and cooling streams than it ever did at
any other time. Well, remember all those scenes and the
accompanying circumstances which made them seem so cheering,
and then say, "This God, even the God of Bethel, is still my God.
And if I am at present in trouble, if I am as lonely now as I was
then. If I am brought so low that, literally, I have nothing but a
doorstep for my pillow. If I should lose job, home and friends, and
be left like an orphan among the wild winds, with none to shelter
me, yet, O God of Bethel, You who were the cover of my head and
the protector of my spirit, will still be with me, the God of those
early visitations in times of my dark distress."
Thus the God of Bethel, by that visit, cheered Jacob's heart. I can
hardly suppose that there was an individual more unhappily
circumstanced that night than Jacob was. But I question whether
ever any individual in tent or palace woke up so happy in the
morning as the Patriarch did! Oh, it was a night that might make us
wish to lie beneath the same dews and look up to the same Heaven,
if we might see the same vision! We would put from us the downy
pillow, the luxurious curtains and the comfortable well-furnished
chambers and say, "Give us, oh, give us, Lord, if so it might please
You, that same desert place, if we might but see You and hear Your
voice, as Jacob did of old."
Oh, how strong he was to pursue his journey after he poured that
oil on the top of the stone! I guarantee you he went many an extra
mile that day in the strength of that night's sleep! Now he could
refrain from pining after his kindred and his father's house. Now he
could keep his face constantly towards Bethuel's home, where his
father had sent him, for the God of his fathers had said, "I am with
you in all places where you go, and I will bring you back again
unto this place." Now, do you not remember how you were
strengthened and comforted in like manner? Have not you sung–
"Midst darkest shades, if He appears,
My dawning is begun.
He is my soul's bright morning star,
And He my rising sun"?
Have not you found Him all that you needed and more than you
expected? Has not Grace for Grace been given and strength equal
to your day because the Lord appeared of old unto you?
Brethren, the Presence of God puts the iron shoes on the feet of
the weary traveler–no, it makes his feet like hinds' feet, so that he
stands on high places! And while he pours out the oil of gratitude,
God pours upon him the oil of joy and puts away his mourning. So
the pilgrim foots it merrily over the rough way until he gets to the
place where he is told to go. The God of Bethel, then, is the God of
early visits unexpected, given when much needed and yielding just
what was needed of peace to the soul. "I AM THE GOD OF
BETHEL."
This title conveys a fresh lesson. Does it not mean, the God of our
Lord Jesus Christ? What is, "Beth-el," but, "the House of God"?
Brethren, I hear that term constantly applied to your buildings that
are made with stone or iron, with brick and mortar, or with lath and
plaster or whatever it may be. Every little conventicle that is put up
and every huge cathedral that is built, be it a building with lowly
porch or lofty spire, is called the House of God. Well, did you
never read where it is said, "God that made Heaven and earth
dwells not in temples made with hands, that is to say, of this
building"?
Have you never read that magnificent sentence of Solomon at the
consecration of the temple, "Behold, Heaven and the Heaven of
heavens cannot contain You; how much less this house which I
have built"? Do you think, then, that He will dwell in any of these
classic buildings, be they of Greek, or Gothic, or Norman or
mediaeval architecture? Oh, Sirs, God is great and greatly to be
praised as much outside as inside of your petty structures! He is
everywhere! He fills all things! And God's House is not a place that
you can build for Him, artistic as your tastes may be! Your
memorial windows are not His remembrancers! They may charm
you, they cannot please Him!
But there is a place where God always dwells. What habitation
has He prepared for Himself and what tabernacle has He built?
There is one abode mysteriously fashioned. We speak of its strange
conception and its matchless purity of architecture. It was the body
of the Lord Jesus Christ! "A body have you prepared Me." And the
house of God, the true Bethel, is the Person of the Lord Jesus
Christ, for, "In Him dwells all the fullness of the Godhead bodily."
For, "The Word was made flesh and tabernacled among us and we
beheld His glory, the glory as of the Only-Begotten of the Father,
full of Grace and truth."
The house of God is first, the Person of Christ, and then the
Church of God which is the body of Christ mystically. This is the
house and the household of God, even the Church of the living
God! Not now to insist upon that meaning of the word Bethel, or
on Him who came to Bethlehem, and there was born the very
House of the Divine indwelling, I will rather muse upon that vision
which made God, especially to Jacob that night, the God of the
Savior. He saw the ladder, the foot of which was on earth, and the
top reached to Heaven–a ladder which can never be explained in
any other way than as a figure of that same Christ who came down
from Heaven, who also is in Heaven, by whom we must ascend to
Heaven and through whom Heaven's blessings come down to us!
The God of Bethel is a God who concerns Himself with the things
of earth, not a God who shuts Himself up in Heaven. The God of
Bethel is a God who has a ladder fixed between Heaven and earth.
The god of most men–the god of the unregenerate–is an inanimate
god, or, if alive and able to see, he is an unfeeling God, careless
about them and their personal interests. "Oh, it is preposterous,"
they say, "to think that he takes notice of our sorrows and troubles–
and still more absurd to suppose that he hears prayer, or that he
ever interferes in answer to the voice of supplication, to grant a
poor man his requests. It cannot be!" That is their god, you see.
That is the god of the heathen–a dead, blind, dumb god. I do not
wonder that they do not pray to him. They could not expect an
answer.
But the God of Grace is One who has opened a communication
between Heaven and earth. He notices the cries of His children,
puts their tears into His bottle, sympathizes with their sorrows,
looks down on them with an eye of pity and a father's love. He has
communion with them and permits them to have communion with
Him. And all that, through the blessed Person of the Lord Jesus
Christ! See where the foot of this Ladder rests on earth, for He lies
in the manger at Bethlehem as a babe. He lives on earth the life of a
common laborer, wearing the smock frock of toil. He dies upon the
accursed tree a felon's death, that He may be like man even in
bearing the image of death upon His face! This is where the Ladder
stands, in the miry clay of manhood.
But see where it rises, for He is equal with God, co-equal, equal
in power, wisdom, dignity and holiness and every glorious
attribute, very God of very God, before whom angels bow! The
bottom of the Ladder comes down to man, but the top of it reaches
right up to God, in all the Glory of the mysterious Godhead. Thus,
you see, there is a link between the two. And the God whom we
worship does hold fellowship with us and remains no silent
spectator of our griefs. Up that Ladder angels ascend and our
prayers ascend–our praises, our tears, our sighs. Jesus teaches them
the way. And there is a traffic downwards, too, for blessings come,
both rich and rare, by the way of the Mediator. We shall never be
able to count them! How great is the sum of them! What traffic
there is on the rungs of that Ladder!
Upwards, O my Soul, send your messengers a thousand times a
day! But downwards God's messengers are continually coming–
mercies, favors, altogether as innumerable as the sands that are
upon the seashore, and all coming down that Ladder. There is a
way of judgement which the swift-winged angel takes without a
Ladder, but the way of Mercy always needs that staircase of light!
No mercy or favor comes to us except through Jesus Christ our
Lord, by whom we deal with God and God deals with us. That way
in Jacob's dream, you will notice, was eminently a way
commended to him, for the foot of the Ladder was where Jacob lay
and the top of it was where God was.
Have we realized this? Do you know God, my Brothers and
Sisters, as One with whom you can speak–with whom you can
speak, yourself–as real to you as your husband, your father, your
friend? Are you in the habit of keeping up constant communication
with your God? If you are, you know the God of Bethel. If you are
not, I pray that the God of Bethel may reveal Himself to you. You
could not have had fellowship with God if there had been no
Christ. Without the Ladder, how could there be a connection
between Jacob and God? But with the Ladder, even Jesus Christ,
the way is open, open always, open now!
Oh, it has been open many and many a time! We have resorted to
it and never found it closed. We have cried to Him in deep distress,
but the way upwards has been open when all surrounding ways
were shut. We have needed mercy and mercy has come when we
thought that mercy could not possibly reach us. Yet it came
downwards when it could not have come in any other way. And it
is just the same tonight. Oh, use the Ladder! Use it well. Dart your
desires upwards now. They shall tread those rungs. Your thanks,
your petitions, your confessions–send them up! They are welcome.
The Ladder is made on purpose for the traffic. Use it, now, and as
you use it, bless the God of Bethel with all your heart!
Still further, let us remember that this God of Bethel is the God of
angels. We do not often say much about those mysterious beings,
for it is but little that we know of them. This, however, we know–
that angels are sent by God to be the watchers over His people.
Jacob was asleep, but the angels were wide awake. They were
going up and down that ladder while Jacob was lying there, steeped
in slumber. So when you and I are sleeping, when the blessed God
has put His finger on our eyelids, and said, "Lie still, My child, and
be refreshed," there may be no policeman at the door, no
bodyguard to prevent intrusion, but there are angels always
watching over us.
We shall not come to harm if we put our trust in God. "I will lay
me down to sleep, for You make me to dwell in safety." These
angels were also messengers. "Are they not all ministering spirits?"
And are they not sent with messages from God? To Jacob they had
their errand. On more than one occasion angels bore him messages
from the Most High. How far or how often they bring us messages,
now, I cannot tell. Sometimes thoughts drop into the soul that do
not reach us in the regular connection of our thoughts. We scarcely
know how to account for them. It may be they are due to the
immediate action of the blessed Spirit, but they may, for all we
know, be brought by some other spirit, pure and heavenly, sent to
suggest those thoughts to our soul. We cannot tell. The angels are
watchers, certainly, and they are messengers without a doubt.
Moreover, they are our protectors. God employs them to bear us
up in their hands, lest at any time we dash our foot against a stone.
We do not see them, but unseen agencies are probably the strongest
agencies in the world. We know it is so in physics. Such agencies
as electricity, which we cannot perceive, are, nevertheless,
unquestionably powerful and, when put forth in their strength, quite
beyond the control of man. No doubt myriads of spiritual creatures
walk this earth, both when we sleep and when we wake. How much
of good they do us it is impossible for us to tell. But this we do
know–they are "sent forth to minister to them that are heirs of
salvation," and they are, in God's hands, the means, oftentimes, of
warding off from us a thousand ills which we know not of.
Therefore we cannot thank God that we are kept from them,
except we do so by thanking Him, as I think we ought to do more
often, for those unknown mercies which are none the less precious
because we have not the sense to be able to perceive them. Perhaps
in mid-air at this moment there may be battles between the bright
spirits of God and the spirits of evil. Perhaps full often when Satan
might tempt, there come against him a mighty squadron of
cherubim and seraphim to drive him back. And those strange
battles of which Milton sings in his wondrous epic may not be all a
dream. We cannot tell. We know they dispute–the good angels
dispute with the wicked, and contend. We know that they are
mighty in battle and strong on behalf of God's people.
Regardless, this is true–Omnipotence has many servants and
some of those least seen are the strongest it employs. If there is an
angel anywhere, my Friend, he is your friend if you are God's
friend. If there is in Heaven or earth any bright intelligence flying
swiftly at this moment, he flies upon no errand of harm to you. You
can be sure of that. Occasionally I meet with very foolish people
who believe in things which are unrevealed, in things superstitious
and baseless fancies. Oftentimes they are not a little frightened
about I scarcely know what–about enchantments, divinations, or
sorceries. There is such a credulity that still survives among the
extremely ignorant.
But whenever I have heard such observations, I have always
thought of that wonderful text in the Book of Numbers, "Surely
there is no enchantment against Jacob, neither is there any
divination against Israel." There can be no spiritual powers which
you or I have any need to fear! I remember hearing a good Brother
speak about courage against the devil, and in reference to spiritual
power he said that he believed that a man of God, when he had
faith, could kick his way through a street full of devils from one
end to the other. I admired his simile. It was worthy of Martin
Luther, for it was the kind of thing that Martin Luther would have
said.
Oh, if the air were as full of devils as it is of fogs, a man that has
God within him might laugh them all to scorn. Who can hurt the
man whom God protects? Unseen powers and terrible they may be,
but they cannot injure us, for there are other unseen powers more
terrible, still–the hosts of that Lord who is mighty in battle–and all
these are sworn to protect the children of God. "You have given
commandment to save me," says David, and if God has charged
His angels to protect and save His people from all harm, depend
upon it, His people are secure!
Moreover, the God of Bethel is the God of Providence. That He is
the God of Providence and that He revealed Himself as such, is
very clear, for He told Jacob, "Behold I am with you, and will keep
you in all places where you go, and will bring you again to this
land, for I will not leave you till I have done that which I have
spoken to you." So He gave Jacob a promise that he should have
bread to eat and raiment to put on–and should come, again, to that
place in peace. Christian, your God is the God of Providence! He is
the God of Bethel! Doddridge's hymn, which we sang just now,
thus celebrates His praise–
"O God of Bethel, by whose hand
Your people still are fed;
Who through this weary pilgrimage
Have all our fathers led."
Let us think of it, Brothers and Sisters–God is with His people in
all places wherever they go! On the land or on the sea, by day or by
night, you never can be where God is not! It is impossible for you
to journey out of your Father's dominions. You may live in a
mansion or a hovel and yet still be in His house, for His house is of
vast dimensions. "In My Father's house are many mansions." You
may dwell here or there and still be in the great house of the
heavenly Father. And He is with you to provide you with all
necessary things. Has not it been so until now? You may have had
some very hard pinches. Perhaps you have partaken the bitter fare
of widowhood. Your children may have cried about your need for
daily bread.
Perhaps you have been very poor and the supply you have
received has been scant. Still you are alive. Your food has been
given you and your waters have been sure. Your garments are
worn, but not quite worn out. Your shoes about you scarcely defend
you from the damp, but still you are not altogether unshod. Until
this time the Lord has helped you. Jehovahjireh has been your
song. The Lord has provided. He whom Jacob worshipped as the
God of Bethel has been the God of Bethel till now! Can you not
trust Him? The little birds in the winter morning sit on the bare
branches and sing when the snow covers all the ground–and they
cannot tell where their breakfast will come from. They do the first
duty–they sing–and they sing before they have had their breakfast!
And God somehow provides for them. Seldom do you pick up a
dead sparrow.
For the most part, the birds of Heaven are fed. Perhaps you would
like to live in a cage and be fed regularly and have a pension. I
believe that more of those birds die that are taken care of as pets by
men and women than of those that are taken care of by God. So it
is better for you to trust in the Lord than to put confidence in man.
He has not let you starve, nor will He, even to your journey's end.
Take this from His own mouth. "Trust in the Lord and do good; so
shall you dwell in the land, and verily you shall be fed." There is
God's, "verily" for it! Heaven and earth shall pass away, but that
"verily" shall never fail!
He promised Jacob, too, that he should have a seed and a
posterity. It did not look like it as Jacob lay there, but yet He
proved its verity before Jacob came back. Why, when he returned
he had some 12 children about him! There was a God of Bethel! He
had, indeed, granted him the desire of his heart. As the good man
said a little while after, "With my staff I crossed this Jordan and
now have I become two bands." Ah, Jacob! He promised to provide
for you. Look at the those sheep! Listen to the lowing of the cattle.
What do they mean, Jacob? "That is the provision that God has
given me in the land of exile."
Ah, and you have, most of you, got far more than you ever
reckoned upon. You have, some of you, to thank God, indeed, for
what He has done for you in providential things, and even those
that have least have got more than they deserve! Let them
remember that and, however poor we may be, we shall never be as
poor as we were when we were born. We brought nothing into this
world. Come as low as we may, we shall have enough to get us into
Heaven, depend upon that–just enough manna to last until we get
across Jordan and then we shall eat of the old corn of the land that
flows with milk and honey!
But God had also promised Jacob that he would bring him back to
that place again. And that was another engagement of Providence–
that he was to go there and be brought back again–and by this
should it be known that He was the God of Bethel. Now this really
looked, at one time, very unlikely. Seven years he had to serve for
Rachel and then got Leah instead, so there were seven more years
to serve for Rachel. Then there came one year during which he had
to be after the spotted sheep, and then another after the streaked,
and so on. So it did not look as if he should ever get away from
Mesopotamia at all. But God had said that He would bring him
back there in peace. Would He do it? Yes, He would drive him out
of Laban's house somehow, for return to his fatherland he must.
Yet as soon as he gets out of Laban's house, Laban is after him in
hot haste! I do not know what Laban was not going to do–
something very horrible, indeed–slay the father and mother with
the children? But by the time that he gets close up to Jacob he
cannot help himself, his heart is changed. He wants to kiss his
daughters and his grandchildren and he has not got any thought of
anger in him. God had warned him in a dream not to speak to Jacob
either good or bad. So Laban tells Jacob that he is very sorry that
he did not know that he was going, for he would have sent him out
with mirth and with songs, with music and with harp. Though the
truth is, he would not have let him go at all! But God knew how to
manage Laban, though Jacob did not.
And when Jacob left Laban's land, Jacob had dwelt there long
enough and he was never to pass into it again, for they had left a
heap of stones and that reminded them that neither of them was to
go over those stones to hurt one another. And they said, "The Lord
watch between us when we are absent from one another." And they
did not interfere with one another any more. There are many things
in Providence that God will bring to pass in a very mysterious way.
He uses trial and trouble full often to compass His wise designs. It
is not the winds that blow directly towards the harbor that are
always the best for ships. They speed better with cross winds,
sometimes, as you might think them not altogether favorable, as
some would imagine, because they have a little touch of another
quarter in them.
And so it appears to me that the best wind to take a man to
Heaven is not the wind that blows due heavenward all the time, as
he fondly wishes, but a cross wind that gives you a little chop of
sea now and then and makes you feel the stress of anxiety and
adversity. The thing a man wishes for his own welfare is not always
the most desirable. Full often the deluge we dreaded has brought us
a blessing we had not expected! Some sad reverse has issued in a
glad result. We had better leave it with God to order all our affairs.
Brethren, God manages Providence! You may rest assured of that.
He stands in the chariot and holds the reins. Though the steeds are
furious, He holds them in with bit and bridle. Nothing happens but
what God ordains or permits.
Nothing, however terrible it may seem, can thwart His everlasting
purposes of mercy, or turn aside one of His dear children from the
eternal inheritance to which He has appointed them all. Rest in the
Lord, for the Lord lives and the Lord reigns. Stay yourselves upon
Him! Nothing can hurt you. Make Him your refuge and you shall
find a most secure abode and rejoice in the God of Bethel, who is
God of Providence.
Next to this, the God of Bethel is the God of the promises. What a
many promises He made that night to Jacob! Yet He kept them all.
So the God of Bethel is to you and to me the God of promises. The
Everlasting Covenant was confirmed to Jacob–"I am the Lord God
of Abraham your father, and the God of Isaac." That meant that He
was the God of the Covenant. And the God with whom you and I
have to deal is a God who may do as He wills. He is an absolute
Sovereign, but He never can do anything but what is right.
Nevertheless, He has bound Himself–to speak with reverence–with
bonds and pledges to us in the Person of Jesus Christ, saying,
"Surely, blessing, I will bless you."
There is a Covenant entered into on our behalf by the Lord Jesus
with the Father. It brings to us unnumbered blessings, assuredly
and certainly, for God cannot lie and He has given us two
immutable pledges that we may have strong consolation and never
doubt His faithfulness. Beloved, the God of the promises has
appointed your lot and heritage and you shall stand in it at the end
of the days. The God of the promises has appeared to you in Jesus
Christ and to you, also, has He sworn an oath, therefore you, also,
may rest in the blood of Jesus, which makes the Covenant sure. He
has promised never to leave His people. "I will not leave you," He
says to Jacob–and He says the same to you.
He has promised that He will never forget to give what He has
declared He will give. "I will not leave you till I have done that
which I have spoken of to you." Oh, blessed Word! I feel as if my
mouth were closed and words failed me! The Divine utterance,
itself, is so rich, so full of marrow and fatness, that to talk about it
seems like gilding gold, or adding whiteness to the lily's beauty!
Only take it home! May the Spirit of God apply it. The God that
changes not has made all the promises, yes, and amen, in Christ
Jesus to the glory of God by us, and every one of His promises
made to Believers shall stand fast and firm, though earth's old
columns bow–"though Heaven and earth shall pass away, neither
jot nor tittle of His Word shall fail."
But time fails me. I must leave this inspiriting meditation just to
notice, once more, that the God of Bethel is the God of our vows.
Do not forget this, for it is the practical part–the God of Bethel is
the God of our vows. You remember, Brothers and Sisters, Jacob
vowed that God should be his God. You remember when you made
a similar vow?–
"Oh, happy day that fixed my choice
On You, my Savior and my God!
Well may this glowing heart rejoice
And tell its rapture all abroad.
High Heaven that heard that solemn vow,
That vow renewed shall daily hear,
Till in life's latest hour I bow,
And bless in death a bond so dear."
God who gave Himself to us has led us to give ourselves to Him!
Now we are not our own, for we are bought with a price. Looking
up from the inmost recesses of our sincere hearts we can say, "My
God, my Father, You are mine forever and forever." And then
Jacob, having made that vow, said–"this stone which I have set up
for a pillar shall be God's house." In the fresh gratitude of his heart
he made a solemn dedication to the Lord.
And have you not said something like it? Did you not give your
house to God when you gave yourself to Him? Have you not given
God not only one place to be a Bethel, but have not you asked Him
to make your whole life and every place where you are, a Bethel to
His name? So it should be, and I trust so it is, for this is true
Christianity–not to account this place or that edifice holy, but to
make every place, be it your kitchen or your parlor, your
bedchamber or your workshop, holy–and the pots and the pans, the
implements of your daily calling all holy before the Lord! Is that
your vow?
Let it be your daily desire that that vow should be fulfilled–be
resolved to live for God, for God ready to die, if need be–never
doing anything but what you can ask His blessing! And whether
you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do it all to the glory of God.
And doing all in the name of the Lord Jesus, give thanks to God
and the Father by Him. This should be true. The other thing that
Jacob promised was that he would give a tenth unto the Lord. I do
not know whether any of you have made any vow of that kind. I
suppose there are few Christians who have not, at some time or
other, made a vow of this sort.
Well, Brothers and Sisters, perform your vows unto the Lord!
God forbid that we should ever say anything in the heat of emotion,
or make any pledge without due premeditation, for God is not to be
mocked. When we have once devoted anything unto the Lord, let
us not draw back our hand. I have known Christian men who have
said, "If the Lord should prosper me till I am worth such-and-such
an amount, all that I gain beyond it shall be given as a free-will
offering to Him." I know one or two of the largest givers in
Christendom who are thus fulfilling the vows they made.
Yet I have also known some persons entangled by their vows.
They have had, in perplexity, to ask, "What am I to do? I am in
such a position that a larger capital than I ever contemplated is
necessary for the carrying on of my business! Yet I have pledged
myself to give and call my own no more than a definite sum which
I have already in possession." You must take heed how you vow,
for you may entangle yourself! Very often it is best not to vow at
all. But if in the hour of sorrow you have opened your mouth unto
the Lord, take heed that you do not withdraw from the thing your
heart has purposed and your lips have uttered.
Sometimes the Lord directs His people to make some solemn
pledge which, otherwise, they might not have done. He does this on
purpose, that they may do more for the glory and honor of His
name than they have ever done before. I remember one night, when
I was about to preach, my subject went from me–my text and every
thought about it were gone. It was in a village chapel and I sat
there, I know not in what state of trepidation! I breathed my soul to
God and there came before me, as in a moment, the face of a
certain worthy Brother–a poor man, exceedingly poor–who wanted
me to assist him in his education at the College, [Pastors College]
but I had not the means just then. I did not know how to do it. I
breathed a prayer to God that He would help me. And I promised
that that Brother should be taken.
He was one of my earliest students and he has been honored of
God and blessed in the conversion of souls for the past 16 or 17
years. I do not think that I should ever have taken him if it had not
been for that dilemma of mine. And when I had vowed the vow
unto the Lord that I would find the money for him, even if I went
without, myself, my sermon came back to me and I preached with
pleasure–and I hope with profit! I was glad of my vow and I was
able to keep it. Sometimes such things are right. At other times it
would be absurd to think of making such a vow! Better to feel that
everything belongs to God, already, and therefore you have nothing
to spare to vow with, because you have already consecrated
everything that you had from first to last to His Glory!
Yet if you ever do set up an Ebenezer in your pilgrimage, be sure
to pour some oil out of your cruse at the time to hallow it, as Jacob
did. Then the vows you have ratified will be sweet to look back
upon. The God of Bethel, who remembers the vow that you vowed
unto Him, will be the more precious unto your soul. I should not
wonder if that woman who poured the alabaster box of ointment on
Christ's head often thought about what a blessed thing it was that
she did. I am sure that there was not one time in all her life that she
ever said, "Oh, how handy the money of that alabaster box would
come in now. I wish I had not spent it." No, she would think it over
oftentimes. Perhaps she became a poor woman afterwards. At any
rate, Christ was gone and she would say, "Oh, how glad I am that
when the opportunity offered, I seized it."
Though Judas said, "To what purpose is this waste?" she did not
care much about Judas. She would say, "I anointed my blessed
Master and filled the house with the sweet perfume, and I am glad I
did it, and I shall be glad, even, when I see His face in Heaven." So
may you often feel! Take no credit to yourself for anything you do.
That we could never tolerate. Yet be thankful if the Lord leads you,
in His Providence, and enables you, by His Grace, to do something
special for Him. It will make you think with all the more sweetness
of the God of Bethel as you read of the way in which God accepts
your votive offering, for my text runs like this–"I am the God of
Bethel, where you anointed the pillar, and where you vowed a vow
unto Me."
So the vow is part and parcel of the title which God loves to
remember! And He would have us lovingly remember, too. Dear
Friends, I am afraid there are some among you who do not know
the God of Bethel. Let me tell you that He is the God you need–the
God of Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ is the only Ladder for your poor
souls to get to Heaven by. This is a Ladder with easy rungs. It is a
Ladder strong enough to bear the biggest sinner that ever tried his
weight on it! And if you will but come and trust Jesus, you shall go
up that Ladder, even to the place where Jehovah dwells in all His
purity and you shall be with Him forever and ever! PORTION OF
SCRIPTURE READ BEFORE SERMON–Genesis 28.
HYMN FROM OUR "OWN HYMN BOOK"–214, 125.
Ge 32:1 • Sa 17:27Mahanaim, or Hosts of Angels
ERMON 1544
Mahanaim—Or, Hosts Of Angels
"And Jacob went on his way and the angels of God met him. And
when Jacob saw them, he said, This is God's host: and he called the
name of that place Mahanaim."
Genesis 32:1, 2
LET us go even unto Mahanaim and see these great sights. First,
let us go with Jacob and see the two camps of angels and then with
David to observe his troops of friends. Jacob shall have our first
consideration. What a varied experience is that of God's people!
Their pilgrimage is over a shifting sand; their tent is always moving
and the scene around them always changing. Here is Jacob, at one
time contending for a livelihood with Laban, playing trick against
trick in order to match his father-in-law. Then he prospers and
determines to abide no more in such servitude. He flees, is pursued,
debates with his angry relative and ends the contention with a truce
and a sacrifice. This unseemly family warfare must have been a
very unhappy thing for Jacob, by no means tending to raise the tone
of his thoughts, or sweeten his temper, or ennoble his spirit.
What a change happened to him when, the next day, after Laban