Thursday, March 12, 2015

JESUS, My ALL, . . . The SON Of The Most High GOD.

Who can this be but JESUS?
(Alexander Smellie, "The Secret Place" 1907)

"A Man will be like . . .
  a shelter from the wind,
  a refuge from the storm,
  streams of water in the desert, and
  the shade of a great rock in a parched land!" 

Isaiah 32:2

The beautiful words of the prophet 

find their supreme fulfillment in JESUS--
the Man who is both my Brother, and 
the SON of the Most High GOD.

JESUS is my Sin-Bearer, and 
therefore I discover in HIM a shelter 
from the wind and storm. Between 
me and the the fiery hurricane of 
GOD'S wrath, about to overtake 
me because of my sin--
HE has placed HIMSELF! 

The storm of divine wrath broke 
on HIM, instead of on me! 

HE felt all its scorching and devastating 
power. And so, when I take refuge 
in what HE has done and in who HE is--
HE screens me from its fury!

JESUS stretched wide HIS blessed 
arms on the Cross; in HIS holy 
bosom, HE received all the spears 
of divine wrath which should pierced 
my heart forever in Hell!

JESUS is my Friend, and therefore 
I discover in HIM streams of water 
in the desert. Not content with 
redeeming me from death, HE satisfies 
all the thirst of my heart--
the thirst which the world's best 
things can neither satisfy nor quench

Yesterday, it was the hot, burnt, 
agonizing desert; today I am 
among "the silver mountains, 
where the nectar fountains spring."

The Bible has ceased to be vexatious 
and dull; it brims over with light and 
help and joy. Prayer is a task no longer--
but a well of refreshment. HE gives me 
fuller grace, life more abundant, deeper 
holiness, and soul-satisfaction. I hunger 
no more, neither thirst any more.

And JESUS is my Master, and therefore 
I discover in HIM the shade of a great 
rock in a parched land. The monotony
the miserable sameness, of my life--
how is it cured? It is cured when HE 
begins to reign over me. 

Before HE came, it was sand, sand, 
sand, as far as the eye could travel--
yellow sand below, and blazing sun above! 

But since HE came, there is something 
else, a mighty rock rising in the midst 
of my parched land; and, nestling 
under its shade . . .
  the grass is green,
  and the flowers are bright,
  and the wilderness is
 wilderness no more.

Every passing act is dignified now, 
because it is done for CHRIST. 
Every trifle is sacred, because 
HIS Heaven bends over me, 
and HIS eternity awaits me. 

I have escaped from the monotony, 
the tediousness, the dull routine of life. 
HE crowns me with HIS loving-kindness 
and tender mercy!

   ~  ~  ~  ~

GraceGems has published J.R. Miller's uplifting 3 page article, 
"The SILENT CHRIST".

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