Recently, ‘tossed about’ could be said to fit my own general mood. Or perhaps over-loaded is a better descriptive term. The author of all deception has his sights set on accomplishing one of two things; either trapping the saints within the tangled web of false doctrines and heretic beliefs, or wearing us out by the daily parade of heresies (and heretics) before our eyes, and blurring the line between true biblical Christianity and the worldly endeavors acted upon by those calling themselves ‘Christians’. Its enough to wear the strongest saint out! Of which I am not.
Phil Johnson posted a good word of encouragement today, taken from a sermon by Spurgeon in 1887 titled “Earthquake but not Heartquake”. I pray it may encourage you as it did me…
“God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea; though its waters roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with its swelling.” Psalm 46:1-3
I am often sadly tossed about because of the heresies and false doctrines of this present age. It grieves me to the heart to see the want of spirituality among ministers, and of holiness among professing Christians. It cuts me to the quick to see the utter rubbish and poison which is preached instead of Christianity.
At times it looks as if all things were going wrong; the men to whom one looked as pillars, forsake the faith, and the staunchest give way for the sake of peace.
We are apt to cry, “What will become of us?” But if God is our refuge and strength, we need not be afraid, even amid general apostasy. While God lives, truth is in the ascendant.
I remember years ago meeting with that blessed servant of God, the late Earl of Shaftesbury. He was at Mentone with a dying daughter, and he happened that day to be very much downcast, as, indeed, I have frequently seen him, and as, I am sorry to confess, he has also frequently seen me. That day he was particularly cast down about the general state of society. He thought that the powers of darkness in this country were having it all their own way, and that, before long, the worst elements of society would gain power, and trample out all virtue.
Looking up into his face, I said to him, “And is God dead? Do you believe that while God lives the devil will conquer him?”
He smiled, and we walked along by the Mediterranean communing together in a far more hopeful tone.
The Lord liveth, and blessed be my rock. All long as the Lord liveth our hope lives also. Gospel truth will yet prevail, we shall live to see the old faith to the front again. The church, like Noah’s dove, will come back to her rest again.
Let us hold fast the profession of our faith without wavering; (for he is faithful that promised) Hebrews 10:23
Cast not away therefore your confidence, which hath great recompence of reward. For ye have need of patience, that, after ye have done the will of God, ye might receive the promise. For yet a little while, and he that shall come will come, and will not tarry. 35-37