Christ's Symphony To Weary Pilgrims # 2

Christ's Symphony To Weary Pilgrims # 2

Plunge Into This Fathomless, Boundless Ocean of Love!

Christ is wonderful in His love. Love was the first and eternal link in the golden chain lowered from the highest throne in heaven - down to the lowest depth of earth. That Christ should love us was the beginning of wonders. When we endeavor to comprehend that love, measure it, fathom it, scale it - we learn that it has heights we cannot reach, depths we cannot sound, lengths and breadths we cannot measure! Such love, such divine love, such infinite love, such everlasting love, such redeeming, such dying love - is an ocean whose eternal waves waft into our fallen world, every wonder of God and of heaven.

That Jesus should love such begins as us - that He should love us while we were yet sinners - that He should set His heart upon us, choose us, die for us, save us, and finally bring us to glory, knowing what we were, and what we would prove to be - oh, this is wondrous love indeed! 

Plunge into this fathomless, boundless ocean of love, O sin-burdened one! It will cover all your sins, it will efface all your guilt; it will flood over all your unworthiness - and, floating upon its golden waves, it will gently waft you to the shore of eternal blessedness!

How often have you wondered why Christ should set His heart upon such a one as you! And is it not a wonder that, amid all your fickleness and backslidings, and cold, base returns - this love of God towards you has not chilled or changed? But do not rest, do not be satisfied with your present limited experience of Christ's wonderful love. It is so marvelously great. This ocean of love is so fathomless, boundless, and inexhaustible - that you may plunge, with all your infirmities, sins, and sorrows, into its fullness, exclaiming, "O, the depth!" The well is deep! Drink abundantly, O beloved!

"May you have the power to understand, as all God's people should - how wide, how long, how high, and how deep His love is. May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully!" (Ephesians 3:18-19).

Love, suffering, and bleeding, and expiring!

The love of Christ! Such a precious theme! Of it, can we ever weary? Never! Its greatness, can we ever know? Never! Its plenitude, can we fully contain? Never! Its depths cannot be fathomed, its dimensions cannot be measured! It passes knowledge! All that Jesus did for His people was but the unfolding and expression of His love.

Traveling to Bethlehem - I see love incarnate!
Tracking His steps as He went about doing good - I see love laboring!
Visiting the house of Bethany - I see love sympathizing!
Standing by the grave of Lazarus - I see love weeping!
Entering the gloomy precincts of Gethsemane - I see love sorrowing!
Passing on to Calvary - I see love suffering, and bleeding, and expiring!

The whole scene of His life - is but an unfolding of the deep, and awesome, and precious mystery of redeeming love!
"May you have the power to understand, as all God's people should - how wide, how long, how high, and how deep His love is. May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully!" (Ephesians 3:18-19).

It Is I!

"Take courage! It is I! Do not be afraid" (Mark 6:50).

Listen, then, to the voice of Jesus in the storm.

It is I who raised the tempest in your soul - and will control it.

It is I who sent your affliction - and will be with you in it.

It is I who kindled the furnace - and will watch the flames, and bring you through it.

It is I who formed your burden, who carved your cross - and who will strengthen you to bear it.

It is I who mixed your cup of grief - and will enable you to drink it with meek submission to your Father's will.

It is I who took from you worldly substance, who bereft you of your child, of the wife of your bosom, of the husband of your youth - and will be infinitely better to you than husband, wife, or child.

It is I who has done it ALL!

I make the clouds My chariot, and clothe Myself with the tempest as with a garment. The night hour is My time of coming, and the dark, surging waves are the pavement upon which I walk. Take courage! It is I! Do not be afraid.

It is I - your Friend, your Brother, your Saviour! A am causing all the circumstances of your life to work together for your good.

It is I who permitted...
the enemy to assail you,
the slander to blast you,
the unkindness to wound you,
the need to press you!
Your affliction did not spring out of the ground, but came down from above - a heaven-sent blessing disguised as an angel of light. c;ad om a robe of ebony.

I have sent all in love!

This sickness is not unto death - but for the glory of God.
This bereavement shall not always bow you to the earth, nor drape in changeless gloom your life. It is I who ordered, arranged, and controlled it all!

In every stormy wind,
in every darksome night,
in every lonesome hour,
in every rising fear,
- the voice of Jesus shall be heard, saying, "Take courage! It is I! Do not be afraid."

~Octavius Winslow~

(continued with # 3)