All TRUE believers walk by the same rule, and mind the same things:
The Word of God is their compass...
Jesus is both their polar star and their sun of
righteousness...
Their hearts and faces are all set Zion-ward.
Thus far they are as one body, animated by one spirit.
Yet their
experience, formed upon these common principles-is far from being
uniform.
The Lord, in His first call, and His following dispensations, has a
regard to the situation, temper, and talents of each...
And to the
particular services or trials which He has appointed them for.
Though all believers are tried at times yet some pass through the voyage of life much more
smoothly than others.
But he "who walks upon the wings of the wind,
and measures the waters in the hollow of His hand," will not allow
any of whom He has taken charge, to perish in the storms...
Though,
for a season, perhaps, many of them are ready to give up all hopes.
We must not, therefore, make the experience of others, in all
respects-a rule to ourselves.
Nor are we to make our own experience a rule to others.
~John Newton~
Psalm 103:9 He will not always chide: neither will he keep his anger for ever.
He will chide sometimes, or He would not be a wise Father for such poor, erring children as we are.
He will chide sometimes, or He would not be a wise Father for such poor, erring children as we are.
His chiding is very painful to those who are true,
because they feel how sadly they deserve it and how wrong it is on their
part to grieve Him.
We know what this chiding means, and we bow before
the LORD, mourning that we should cause Him to be angry with us.
But
what a comfort we find in these lines! "Not always" will He chide.
If we
repent and turn to Him with hearts broken for sin and broken from sin,
He will smile upon us at once.
It is no pleasure to Him to turn a
frowning face toward those whom He loves with all His heart:
It is His
joy that our joy should be full.
Come, let us seek His face.
There is no
reason for despair, nor even for despondency.
Let us love a chiding
God, and before long we shall sing, "Thine anger is turned away, and
thou comfortest me."
Be gone, ye dark forebodings, ye ravens of the
soul!
Come in, ye humble hopes and grateful memories, ye doves of the
heart!
He who pardoned us long ago as a judge will again forgive us as a
father, and we shall rejoice in His sweet, unchanging love.
~Charles Spurgeon~