PRISON MEDITATION DIRECTED TO THE HEART OF SUFFERING SAINTS AND REIGNING SINNERS
1. Friend, I salute thee in the Lord,
And wish thou may’st abound
In faith, and have a good regard
To keep on holy ground.2. Thou dost encourage me to hold
My head above the flood,
Thy counsel better is than gold,
In need thereof I stood.3. Good counsel’s good at any time,
The wise will it receive,
Though fools count he commits a crime
Who doth good counsel give.4. I take it kindly at thy hand
Thou didst unto me write,
My feet upon Mount Zion stand,
In that take thou delight .5. I am, indeed, in prison now
In body, but my mind
Is free to study Christ, and how
Unto me he is kind.6. For though men keep my outward man
Within their locks and bars,
Yet by the faith of Christ I can
Mount higher than the stars.7. Their fetters cannot spirits tame,
Nor tie up God from me;
My faith and hope they cannot lame,
Above them I shall be.8. I here am very much refreshed
To think when I was out,
I preached life, and peace, and rest
To sinners round about.9. My business then was souls to save,
By preaching grace and faith;
Of which the comfort now I have,
And have it shall till death.10. They were no fables that I taught,
Devised by cunning men,
But God’s own Word, by which were caught
Some sinners now and then.11. Whose souls by it were made to see
The evil of their sin;
And need of Christ to make them free
From death which they were in.12. And now those very hearts that then
Were foes unto the Lord,
Embrace his Christ and truth, like men
Conquered by his word.13. I hear them sigh and groan, and cry
For grace, to God above;
They loathe their sin, and to it die,
‘Tis holiness they love.14. This was the work I was about
When hands on me they laid,
‘Twas this from which they pluck’d me out,
And vilely to me said,15. You heretic, deceiver, come,
To prison you must go;
You preach abroad, and keep not home,
You are the church’s foe.16. But having peace within my soul,
And truth on every side,
I could with comfort them control,
And at their charge deride.17. Wherefore to prison they me sent,
Where to this day I lie,
And can with very much content
For my profession die.18. The prison very sweet to me
Hath been since I came here,
And so would also hanging be,
If God would there appear.19. Here dwells good conscience, also peace
Here be my garments white;
Here, though in bonds, I have release
From guilt, which else would bite.20. When they do talk of banishment,
Of death, or such-like things;
Then to me God sends heart’s content,
That like a fountain springs.21. Alas! they little think what peace
They help me to, for by
Their rage my comforts do increase;
Bless God therefore do I.22. If they do give me gall to drink,
Then God doth sweetn’ning cast
So much thereto, that they can’t think
How bravely it doth taste.23. For, as the devil sets before
Me heaviness and grief,
So God sets Christ and grace much more,
Whereby I take relief.24. Though they say then that we are fools
Because we here do lie,
I answer, goals are Christ his schools,
In them we learn to die.25. ‘Tis not the baseness of this state
Doth hide us from God’s face,
He frequently, both soon and late,
Doth visit us with grace.26. Here come the angels, here come saints,
Here comes the Spirit of God,
To comfort us in our restraints
Under the wicked’s rod.27. God sometimes visits prisons more
Than lordly palaces,
He often knocketh at our door,
When he their houses miss.28. The truth and life of heavenly things
Lift up our hearts on high,
And carry us on eagles’ wings,
Beyond carnality.29. It take away those clogs that hold
The hearts of other men,
And makes us lively, strong and bold
Thus to oppose their sin.30. By which means God doth frustrate
That which our foes expect;
Namely, our turning th’ Apostate,
Like those of Judas’ sect.31. Here comes to our rememberance
The troubles good men had
Of old, and for our furtherance,
Their joys when they were sad.32. To them that here for evil lie
The place is comfortless,
But not to me, because that I
Lie here for righteousness.33. The truth and I were both here cast
Together, and we do
Lie arm in arm, and so hold fast
Each other; this is true.34. This goal to us is as a hill,
From whence we plainly see
Beyond this world, and take our fill
Of things that lasting be.35. From hence we see the emptiness
Of all this world contains;
And here we feel the blessedness
That for us yet remains.36. Here we can see how all men play
Their parts, as on a stage,
How good men suffer for God’s way,
And bad men at them rage.37. Here we can see who holds that ground
Which they in Scripture find;
Here we see also who turns round
Like weathercocks with wind.38. We can also from hence behold
How seeming friends appear
But hypocrites, as we are told
In Scripture every where.39. When we did walk at liberty,
We were deceiv’d by them,
Who we from hence do clearly see
Are vile deceitful men.40. These politicians that profest
For base and worldly ends,
Do now appear to us at best
But Machiavellian friends.41. Though men do say, we do disgrace
Ourselves by lying here
Among the rogues, yet Christ our face
From all such filth will clear.42. We know there’s neither flout nor frown
That we now for him bear,
But will add to our heavenly crown,
When he comes in the air.43. When he our righteousness forth brings
Bright shining as the day,
And wipeth off those sland’rous things
That scorners on us lay.44. We sell our earthly happiness
For heavenly house and home;
We leave this world because ’tis less,
And worse than that to come.45. We change our drossy dust for gold,
From death to life we fly:
We let go shadows, and take hold
Of immortality.46. We trade for that which lasting is,
And nothing for it give,
But that which is already his
By whom we breath and live.47. That liberty we lose for him,
Sickness might take away:
Our goods might also for our sin
By fire or thieves decay.48. Again, we see what glory ’tis
Freely to bear our cross
For him, who for us took up his,
When he our servant was.49. I am most free that men should see
A hole cut thro’ mine ear;
If others will ascertain me,
They’ll hang a jewel there.50. Just thus it is we suffer here
For him a little pain,
Who, when he doth again appear,
Will with him let us reign.51. If all must either die for sin
A death that’s natural;
Or else for Christ, ’tis beset with him
Who for the last doth fall.52. Who now dare say we throw away
Our goods or liberty,
When God’s most holy Word doth say
We gain thus much thereby?53. Hark yet again, you carnal men,
And hear what I shall say
In your own dialect, and then
I’ll you no longer stay.54. You talk sometimes of valour much,
And count such bravely mann’d,
That will not stick to have a touch
With any in the land.55. If these be worth commending then,
That vainly show their might,
How dare you blame those holy men
That in God’s quarrel fight?56. Though you dare crack a coward’s crown,
Or quarrel for a pin,
You dare not on the wicked frown,
Nor speak against their sin.57. For all your spirits are so stout,
For matters that are vain;
Yet sin besets you round about,
You are in Satan’s chain.58. You dare not for the truth engage,
You quake at prisonment;
You dare not make the tree your stage
For Christ, that King, potent.59. Know then, true valour there doth dwell
Where men engage for God,
Against the devil, death, and hell,
And bear the wicked’s rod.60. These be the men that God doth count
Of high and noble mind;
These be the men that do surmount
What you in nature find.61. First they do conquer their own hearts,
All worldly fears, and then
Also the devil’s fiery darts,
And persecuting men.62. They conquer when they thus do fall,
They kill when they do die:
They overcome then most of all,
And get the victory.63. The worldling understands not this,
‘Tis clear out of his sight;
Therefore he counts this world his bliss,
And doth our glory slight.64. The lubber knows not how to spring
The nimble footman’s stage;
Neither can owls or jackdaws sing
If they were in the cage.65. The swine doth not the pearls regard,
But them doth slight for grains,
Though the wise merchant labours hard
For them with greatest pains.66. Consdier man what I have said,
And judge of things aright;
When all men’s cards are fully played,
Whose will abide the light?67. Will those, who have us hither cast?
Or they who do us scorn?
Or those who do our houses waste?
Or us, who this have borne?68. And let us count those things the best
That best will prove at last;
And count such men the only blest,
That do such things hold fast.69. And what though they us dear do cost,
Yet let us buy them so;
We shall not count our labour lost
When we see others’ woe.70. And let saints be no longer blam’d
By carnal policy;
But let the wicked be asham’d
Of their malignity. [John Bunyan]
Filed under Crazy Calvinist, John Bunyan, Poetry, affliction by on Jul 5th, 2010. Comment.
I was in prison.
O breath of Heavenly air
Blown by the winds of Heaven,
Let come what may,
Our hearts will not despair.
Though will not stay away
From any prison
When friend of Thine is there.I was in prison.
So Thou art with them there.
The door that opened to them, unaware
Of Thy great presence, opened unto Thee,
whom no man can gainsay.
The warders never knew,
Nor had they eyes to see
Whose feet passed through,
The door that day.
—Amy Carmichael Based on the text Matthe 25:36
Of course, John Bunyan knew prison up close and personal. Yet without his suffering there, when he descirbed being parted fron his blind daughter, Mary, like the skin being ripped from is bones, would we ever have had such great works from his as Pilgrim's Progress and the others he wrote? He could have easily gained himself freedom, by refusing to preach and recanting, that was all it would have taken on his part, the word all here is not small, because Christ was his life his Saviour, and it would have been the ultimate betrayal to him to do so.
As he spoke here on the subject of ingratitude:
He that forgets his friend is ungrateful to him; but he that forgets his Saviour is unmerciful to himself.
—John Bunyan
"I will stay in prison till the moss grows on my eye lids rather than disobey God."
— John Bunya
Let dissolution come when it will, it can do the Christian no harm, for it will be but a passage out of a prison into a palace; out of a sea of troubles into a haven of rest; out of a crowd if enemies to an innumerable company of true, loving, and faithful friends; out of shame, reproach, and contempt, into exceeding great and eternal glory.
—John Bunyan
Filed under Amy Carmichael, Blagging for England, Church History, Crazy Calvinist, John Bunyan, Persecution, Poetry, Quotes, affliction, faith by on Jun 25th, 2010. Comment.
I needed to read these words today:
By this scripture I was made to see that if ever I would suffer rightly, I must first pass a sentence of death upon every thing that can be properly called a thing of this life, even to reckon myself, my wife, my children, my health, my enjoyment, and all, as dead to me, and myself as dead to them. The second was, to live upon God that is invisible, as Paul said in another place; the way not to faint, is to “look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen; for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal.
—John Bunyan
I had to have Poppy, that little sweet bundle that the world rejected and mistreated till I had her at twelve and a half years old, put to sleep. She was 15, and was not happy any longer and was almost continuously ill. It was the kindest thing to do. I only had her two and a half years, yet she came on a mission from God of that much I have been sure for a long time, and she accommplished it, and left her footprints all over my heart, by how she had always been mistreated, and yet didn't seem to have an evil or aggressive bone in her body, but was utterly sweet and a gentle, kind soul But she's not suffering any longer.
As for the Bunyan quote I have lost my health, ad ME-anie my younger cat is all I have now in this world as far as "family" or loved ones, at least in my physical world. So, I needed to be reminded of that quote, as several months ago, I made a choice, that I was willing and ready to let Pops go when the time came, even though I have so little, believing that if I am left with nothing at all, not health, or any pet or any human, that the Lord can still accomplish the good work he started. Doesn't mean I am not sad, or grieved, that that sweet little bundle is no longer here. She was special, there's no doubt about it. And she'll be in my heart as long as I live.
Rest well, my sweet Poppy
Filed under Crazy Calvinist, John Bunyan, Pussycat Tales, affliction, faith by on Mar 3rd, 2010. 1 Comment.
I am hoping to get to the Admiral Coligni post some time this week, Lord willing, I am also still working on the websites merge, so that this site and 2. Covenanted Reformation, will soon all be @ www.apuritan at heart.com which is a fair amount of work, and I also have a vet appt early evening,, with both my cats. Neither of them are ill, but the one needs to go today for sure, and I can barely get out of bed, but will get there if at all possible, unless I am throwing up at the time, which makes travelling by taxi a nightmare. My wheelchair at least makes it doable, as if relying on my legs 'twould be impossible. But all this to say, I have a fair lot on my plate and so this site is not being posted at as often as I would like at the moment. One thing I don't have is time, health or energy to waste, so shall not be doing so, in my attempt to redeem the time well. Even typing is not without cost to me, or painless, so I shall be focusing where there is profit to do so.
Once moved,, I also plan to put my own stamp back on the 3. Crazy Calvinist part of the site, by posting some fun things again, as I once did, to try and keep it somewhat diverse, as people can quite easily choose what they wish to read or not.
But this short poem by John Bunyan, is what I give to my readers for now:
Who would true valour see,
Let him come hither,
One here will constant be,
Come wind, come weather.
There's no discouragment
Shall make him once relent
His first avowed intent
To be a pilgrim.
From Vol 3 of the works of John Bunyan George Offor edition
Filed under Blagging for England, John Bunyan, Poetry, Quotes, faith by on Jan 4th, 2010. Comment.
The last few days I have been reading John Bunyan's small treatise, "Seasonable Counsel or Advice to sufferers," I shall likely finish it to day or tomorrow. If you are under any afflictions I would recommend it to you, and at just over a hundred pages, easily readable for most folk. Those of you who know me a little will know why this excerpt from it spoke to my heart, but it is very true, I bear witness to it being so in my own trials and sufferings.
A Creator! A Creator can not only support a dying cause, but
also fainting spirits. For as he fainteth not, nor is weary, so “he giveth
power to the faint, and to them that have no might he increaseth strength”
(Isa. 40:29). He is the God of the spirits of all flesh, and has the life of the
spirit of his people in his own hand. Spirits have their being from him; he
is the Father of spirits. Spirits are made strong by him, nor can any crush
that spirit that God the Creator will uphold.
Is it not a thing amazing to see one poor inconsiderable man, in a spirit of
faith and patience, overcome all the threatenings, cruelties, afflictions, and
sorrows, that a whole world can lay upon him? None can quailf43 him,
none can crush him, none can bend down his spirit. None can make him to
forsake what he has received of God — a commandment to hold fast. His
holy, harmless, and profitable notions, because they are spiced with grace,
yield to him more comfort, joy, and peace, and do kindle in his soul so
goodly a fire of love to, and zeal for God, that all the waters of the world
shall never be able to quench.
Ay, say some, that is because his is headstrong, obstinate, and one that
will hear no reason. No, say I, but it is because his spirit is in the hand,
under the conduct and preservation, of a Creator. A Creator can make
spirits, uphold spirits, and make one spirit stronger to stand, than are all
the spirits of the world to cast down. To stand, I say, in a way of patient
enduring in well-doing, against all that hell can do to suppress.
—John Bunyan
Filed under John Bunyan, Quotes, affliction, faith by on Nov 21st, 2009. Comment.
He that is down needs fear no fall;
He that is low, no pride;
He that is humble ever shall
Have God to be his guide.
—John Bunyan
Filed under John Bunyan, Poetry, Quotes, faith by on Nov 18th, 2009. Comment.
We are taught in our age, that we must all have great self esteem and self worth. It is our right to it. Every time we get a knock in life that hurts, we will feel the hurt like any human being, but part of that hurt, will often be pride, because whoever has brought this hurt into our life, is not or had not treated us as well as we think we deserve to be, on our own esteem of ourselves.
Before I go on in this post, I want to say and make a disclaimer, that in almost anything in life, one cannot put everyone into the same hole. One size never fits all, as we are all individual and all very complex and all very different. There is a very, very tiny, proportion of those who claim to be depressed, and suffering a severe clinical depression, who are in fact suffering illness, there cause without fail will be physical in nature. In both men and women, on of the major causes for depression, and even what we may commonly term as bi-polar, will often be hormonal imbalances. It is not only women who suffer this and it has a negative and detrimental affect on their lives, men do also. Neurological illness also, always leaves a predisposition to depression. In fact, the text book goes that depression is a natural consequence of neurological illness, because obviously the brain and central nervous system is affected in neurological illness, but the text-books read as if it is inevitable, that you cannot avoid it if you have neurological illness, and from personal experience I dispute that point. Again, one size does not fit all. But out out of all the people in the world, on prozac, or anti-psytropic or anti-psychotic medications, the percentage of those who actually are suffering illness is a tiny, tiny fragment. And even if you may read this, and do have some hormonal imbalance, or neurological illness and you may struggle with depression, then please don't throw your hands in the air thinking that's it for life, that it has to always be that way–it maybe so and true for some people, but its not a fact that it has to be for all. We should not take it as leave to not address the real issues of what maybe causing our real depression or the greater part of it at least–I talk of course of spiritual malady and spiritual depression, which is not illness, but in a word it is sin. Those of us who do have some legitimate illness that can lead to real depression, will as a natural consequence of that, after a while, also fall foul to spiritual depression additionally, I do believe that is a natural consequence, of one from the other. Suffering, of any kind can and does affect us spiritually. And that's what I am addressing, not the small percentage of people who suffering from physical illness that causes real depression, but those who only suffering spiritual depression, or those of us who do have illness that causes real depression, but as a consequence of that, also then become spiritually depressed so that it escalates and becomes a vicious cycle that if we are not delivered from it, it will either destroy us, or rule us for the rest of our days, and we shall be destined to be miserable, have no joy in the Lord, and if we have a physical illness, I know from personal experience that its to be fatalistic about it, and see it as a done deal, because we have illness causing a physical depression, so there is little we can do about it, right? WRONG!
King David in the Psalms, is often one of the most depressed, afflicted, tortured, tormented individuals that ever lived. He pours out his heart and complaints constantly. What do you or I do when we sink into a depression through circumstances or affliction? Usually we whine to this person or that person, we may even have hard thoughts of God, and complain of him like the Israelites did in their tents. Yet godly King David, never complains about God, or to other people, he earnestly and honestly, entreats and beseeches his God for favour and deliverance and help in his plight. For him to notice his afflictions, and looking kindly upon him, and to deliver him from his enemies. He is not afraid to express to God the pain he is feeling; he doesn't always pray exalting God in every word or line, his prayers are earnest and honest, and he pours out his soul pain before God, never complaining of him, or to other people of his situation, but always complaining to God and beseeching his assistance.
Psalm 88 which is not one of David's is probably the most miserable and depressing Psalm in the whole book of Psalms, yet, I don't know about you, but often times that has been my soul song. Psalm 73 is another one, again not by David, but, one of a man in a lamentable condition and affliction.
Those Christians who suffer physical illness and a real depression ensues, will need medical intervention, to try and address the physical imbalance in the brain, however it can take weeks for these medications to start to work or become affective to any small degree, and by the time they are starting to, the person by that time is usually spiritually depressed additionally. You ask anyone who has suffered very real depression, through physical causes and then it has led on to spiritual depression, which was the greater burden, and I would be certain that the majority would say the spiritual depression was the greater burden, the one that really lowered them into the depths of despondency and despair. In those cases they have a double affliction, and not one brought on in all cases by their own sins, but because we cannot compartmentalize ourselves into separate little bits, of spiritual, physical, emotion, mental, we are a whole person, and when just one of those thing is out of sync, the others can and often do become affected too.
But what does the Bible teach us about these things? Spiritual depression is very often or most often brought about by the sense of God's desertion or leaving us, because we are so afflicted its often how it feels. Why doesn't God come to our rescue otherwise? How many times does David cry out from the depths of his soul, "How long, O Lord."
Look what God says in Deut 8:1-3 about the forty years of wandering in the wilderness of the Israelites. He did it to HUMBLE them. Humility is the opposite to that of self-esteem, and pride. Self-esteem is nothing but having a proud view of ourselves and what we are entitled to, and how are entitled to be treated. If we think of ourselves as nothing but dust, then we will not have great self esteem and when bad things befall us, we will see that whoever was he instrument God used for it to befall us, it came nonetheless, straight from the hand of God. Men may do the deed, but nothing befalls the Christian without God's allowing it, for our good and for his glory. When men bring affliction upon us, our habit is to sit and brew and dwell upon the evil act(s) of this person or that person, when we should be going to God, knowing that the man, or woman, the instrument was only the secondary cause, but the first cause of everything, good or bad is from the providence of God. If we see it in this way, and learn to submit to God's will, whatever circumstances, however hard or hurtful they maybe, we will not need valium, or prozac, we will exercise our faith, and realize that we are the clay and the Potter is doing as he wills with his lump of clay and like Job put our hands over our mouth, rather than repine, or look for a solution in the world of psychiatry to ease the pain we are suffering. Afflictions hurt. No one will say any different. But if we turn to pills rather than to God, to ease that hurt, then we are lacking faith, and distrusting God. The one thing that no one alive will not agree upon, at some stage is that life hurts. We have to get used to that being a fact of life, and that we are not always going to be sat comfortably, or the apple of any ones eye, and it may seem as believers we are not the apple of God's eyes because of what has befallen us, yet it is to humble us, to fit us for heaven. If we turn to pills, we refuse to be humbled under the hand of God because we regard ourselves far too highly and we want to stop hurting and to get some sense of self esteem back. It's a great sign of very weak faith, and of great distrust in God. We do not need pills, we need to exercise our faith, little by little. Even when we don't' feel it, we need to exercise it, to stir it up within us, until we do start to feel it.
Job suffered loss after loss within a very short time. He was a rich man, a very blessed man, yet in a matter of hours he lost everything he owned, plus his seven children. (Job 1). Yet we are told at the beginning of that Job 1 that he was an upright and righteous man, who eschewed evil, and what was his response when the sons of God brought him bad news after bad news? "The Lord gives and the Lord takes away, Blessed be the Name of the Lord." Does anyone think that as Job uttered those words he was not an utterly broken man, a sorely afflicted and hurting man? But he was a humble man, and he accepted it as from God's hand. He didn't need valium or prozac to help him cope with the grief of it all, his faith was what he needed and his faith is what finally triumphed and exalted God and and he passed the test that God had given permission for Satan to put him too. You see even in Job, we have the devil going before God, and God gives him permission to do with him as he will, and that Job will prove that he was not serving God for his own ends or for what he could get out of God, that he would still serve him and exalt him even when he was stripped bare of everything he owned and loved. Even when his wife and closest friends added to his afflictions, still he clung onto his God. Yes occasionally, he said a phrase or two that in his humanity, to expect anything else would be wrong, as only the Lord Jesus Christ led a sinless life. But today, if all that befell Job, befell us, we would seek pills and counseling, and most likely sink into despair and despondency maybe even to the brink of suicide, because our self esteem has been ripped to shreds by everything we cherished having been snatched from us, and us being left barren and poverty stricken and of course in the case of Job also acutely physically afflicted additionally.
To go back to King David, lets look at Psalm 13. David is on the edge, he's at the point he may go ever the edge into despair and despondency. Psalm 13:1 David feels that God has forgotten him, that he does not see his plight and wants him to look upon him, upon his plight and deliver him. He doesn't want a psychiatrist or happy pill, he wants God's favour to lift him out of the pit he is sinking into.
Vs 2 we see him talking of taking counsel within himself, and how many of us do that when we fall into hard times? So that our thoughts become a torture to us, a state of mental anguish, and the outward manifestation of that would be impossible to tell the difference between someone who is clinically depressed. Yet David did not want doctors, or medicines, only the Great Physician could heal him from his distress and anguish.
Vs 3 he is beseeching God and afraid for his very life. Is suicide perhaps what is being intimated at here? Possibly though we cannot say for certain.
Vs. 4. He calls God as his person to perform his promises, as believers we have every right to have confidence in God performing his promises to us, there is no shame in asking him to do so, in fact to do so, is to pray in faith. This is the verse actually where David's state starts to turn around and the glimmer of faith among the darkest of times start to show through. BEcause he remembers who God is, and what He has done for him in the past and for His people in general. And that gives room for a chink of hope among the darkness that he is surrounded by.
Vs 5. He tells God how has been a faithful servant, and trusted him; he know to do so again, he shall have once again the joy of his salvation.
And by the time he gets to the final verse, 6, he is positively exalting God's goodness and bounty, and singing praises to him. Someone told me, that you cannot simultaneously feel suicidal when praising God and David is he epitome of that truth in the last verse of this Psalm given his distress just a few short verses earlier.
Martin Luther wrote about Psalm 13:
This is a prayer full of sighing's and groaning of an afflicted heart. In the hour of darkness, and almost overwhelmed under that darkness, with extreme grief and sorrow, and driven by the greatest strait of mind.
I'm sure many of us at sundry times can relate to those feelings, though the circumstances be very different. Yet if in those darkest hours, we choose medication when we have no physical reason for our depression, we are lacking both faith and trust in God, and doing it the way of the world rather than God's way. David humbled himself before God, and knew that he would deliver him in due time.
One other example that cannot be left out, because his words really sum up the whole, is the apostle Paul with his thorn in the flesh. Again, he says it was given him to keep him humble. And therefore it was for his good, and Paul humbled himself before the Lord, after begging 3 times for the removal of it, and his response to this to me personally, are some of the sweetest words of the whole of Scripture
2 Corinthians 12:9 And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
Sufficient grace is what it is all about; and any Christian has sufficient grace for whatever the trial and whatever the circumstance no matter how bad the case may be. Sufficient grace does not need pills like valium, prozac and haldol, as the grace is totally sufficient; something can't be sufficient if you need something else besides that, unless there is a physical need through physical illness.
His grace is sufficient in the darkest hours, upon the most thorny of beds, and to the Christian, when in an afflicted state its what he needs to beg God for. Because God promises us all, not to give us more than we can bear, that he will always supply the grace we need to make it bearable. Only the Christian can draw on that grace, though it does not act automatically without us also stirring faith up in ourselves, to be able to draw on it and to start to think in faith, which will send the formerly tormented mind by tortured thoughts, into exalting and trusting God in complete faith and trust, knowing that in our faithfulness to God, in whatever dark providence befalls us, the same as David, we know that we will sing to the Lord because he hath dealt bountifully with us, and we will have the joy of our salvation, because his grace will be sufficient to sustain us, until we are delivered from the affliction.
Taking many of the anti-depressants out there, unless there is a real physical need, through physical illness making for the depressed state of mind, will only further cloud our thinking, and rather than helping to solve the problem may well prolong it or make it worse, because we chose worldly remedies instead of trusting God, we refused to be humbled and wanted to feel better and get our self esteem back, so we turned to pills, instead of submitting to the hand of God and humbling ourselves under it.
In Mansoul, which was an allegory by John Bunyan, and Mansoul was his own heart, we read:
For my part, I myself was in the town,
Both when 'twas set up, and when pulling down;
I saw Diablous in his possessing
And Mansoul under his oppression.
Yea, I was there when she own'd him for Lord
And to him did submit with one accord. [John Bunyan]
Turning to pills is submitting to the oppression rather than fighting the fight of faith.
As long term readers may know, one result of my illnesses is serous neurological affect. My Autonomic Nervous system is failing. When I was in the pits of despair and despondency I had every reason to believe there were physical causes that made for it. Yet, I have a personality that is really diametrically opposed to being a depressive, and I have had neurological illness since I was nine years old. Yet every few days Diablous would take possession of my heart and I would submit to it and be almost choking on the oppressiveness I felt. And I can only say in hindsight, since the Lord blessed me with living faith, that nothing has changed about my illness or my circumstances or many afflictions, but I do know and can say with certainty, that faith never allows me to sink into that state of despair and despondency, or suicidal thoughts. His grace really is sufficient with nothing else needed or required.
Filed under John Bunyan, Martin Luther, On Job, Scripture, affliction, faith by on Oct 10th, 2009. Comment.
My readership has changed significantly over the years, the early archives would show why, but this is another post that didn't carry across on the import yet is an important subject in the world we live in today so I am reposting it for newer readers.
Prozac Pilgrim!-An Allegory of an Allegory
"He finally revealed to his wife and children what was going on his mind, saying, 'Oh, my dear Wife and Children, I'm suffering from inner turmoil because of a burden that lays heavily upon me. And, what's worse, I've been reliably informed that our city will be burned with fire from Heaven. in that fearful disaster, I with you my Wife and you my sweet Children will come a miserable ruin unless some way of escape—which as yet I do not see–maybe found by which we may be delivered."
His family members were deeply troubled at this declaration, not because they believed what he told them but because they thought some form of insanity had gotten into his head. Therefore, since it was nearing nightfall, and hoping that sleep would settle his brain, they quickly got him to bed. But the night was as troublesome to him as the day; and, for that reason, instead of sleeping he spent it sighing and weeping. " [end quote]
A sure, sure sign, that Pilgrim is deranged huh? A sure, sure sign he needs some chemical kosh so he can no longer think, no longer feel, and will be too zombified and none functional in brain power to make any good judgements or choices, and will most likely just ride along on a crest of a wave from day to day, maybe from year to year, depending on how long the chemical kosh gets delivered! What should we suggest? Prozac? Maybe Haldol? Maybe sleeping pills too, so that he can't search his heart and soul to find the root of his despair, but is incoherently snoozing the night away, under the influence of brain damaging drugs!
[restart quote] "When morning came, they wanted to k now how he was; and he told them, "worse and worse." [end quote]
Time to call the psyche team in, before he has time to take desperate measures and fix his problem on his own. The nanny state we live in now, has taught us all that someone else can fix the problem we created, right? It is not our fault and WE ARE NOT RESPONSIBLE!! IT IS A MYTH THAT MANKIND IS HELD ACCOUNTABLE AND WILL REAP WHAT HE SOWS! Right?
[restart quote] "He started talking to them again, but they began to be hardened to his words. They thought they might be able to drive away his insanity by harsh and bad tempered behaviour towards him." [end quote]
Now ain't that reality? Someone is hurting and in pain, and in the cruel world we live in, those they love kick them while they're down, all in the name of love. Is it any wonder there are so many emotionally hurting people out there? But the answer isn't to have a caring society, one founded on the Word of God, its to zap 'em with pills and dope 'em up. that way you can forget about the real person. And only have to connect with the person the pills make. A half asleep, still hurting but has not enough level of consciousness or cognitive ability to find a way out. Oh yeah, good answer!
[restart quote] "Sometimes they would make fun of him, at other times they would criticize him, and sometimes they would simply ignore him." [End quote]
Ignore the problem it will go away, right? Bury your head in the sand and get OSTRICH DISEASE! As well as the sickness all our societies are run through and through with.
[restart Quote]Because of this, he began to withdraw from them to his bedroom to pray for them, pity and comfort his own misery. He would also walk by himself in the fields, sometimes reading and sometimes praying. He spent his time doing these things for several days. [end quote]
Oh all this time on his own, using his brain and trying to find comfort without the use of psychotropic drugs, is really, really a sign of ole pilgrim needing prozac, or haldol, or maybe if he gets worse, they should just shoot electric volts through his brain in the name of treatment, that will be sure to cure him, right?
Yeah, right! All Pilgrim needed was a happy pill and a psyche to call his own, and he'd have been okay wouldn't he? No! Pilgrim knew exactly what he needed. He needed the way to Heaven, found only in our Lord, and the truth as founded on the whole word of God. All he needed was a psyche to show him the way, huh? And if the blind lead the blind, both shall fall into the ditch. — Jesus Christ (Matthew 15:14) Wrong, a psyche would have led him to the pit, as psychology is absolutely categorically, against the Word of God. And founded in atheism. Freedom from all kinds of things can be found in the Lord. But only based on and as revealed in the Word of God.
John 14
6Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.
John 8
32Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free."
Filed under Blagging for England, John Bunyan by on Sep 30th, 2009. Comment.
If any reader has ever read, Bunyan's Grace Abounding to the Chief of sinners, one of the most annoying things about it, is that you are never sure when he is converted. He seems to go through several conversion experienes, and each one seemed to lead him a little more on the pathway to heaven, but most people do agree of the occassion he spoke of in that autobiography of what was the defining moment of conversion. However, this post is not about Bunyan, so I am not going to quote what seems to have been his defining moment in conversion.
But I also went through a similar path. Of thinking myself converted, wanting to do the right thing, yet always, always failing dismally. I never felt saved, though feelings are never to be trusted wholly. But I confided from the start to my closest friend I didn't believe I had been converted, even though I had made two professions already by that time at different times. I went through torment and anguish in this spiritual battle, akin to both that of Bunyan and Martin Luther, and it wasn't a few weeks or months, but six long, hard painful years. The hardest ever of my life. And the last time I made a profession, which would be around 18 months ago, in hindsight I'm still not sure that was my defining moment, but like Bunyan each one led me further on the path to heaven, and I know that sometime in the last 18 months it happened for real. Because the difference I found, in the worst of circumstances and a belly full of afflictions, my perceptions to cope with it, and rise above it in faith, what I always wanted to do, but never could, was suddenly there. YOu cannot be in this much affliction and fake it. But the difference was, when this started to happen, is the power of godliness that Scripture speaks of.
The chains fell off and at once I
was like Bunyan's Christian in Pilgrim's Progress:
What a fool I have been, to lie like this in a stinking dungeon, when I could have just as well walked free. In my chest pocket I have a key called Promise that will, I am thoroughly persuaded, open any lock in Doubting-Castle." "Then," said Hopeful, "that is good news. My good brother, do immediately take it out of your chest pocket and try it." Then Christian took the key from his chest and began to try the lock of the dungeon door; and as he turned the key, the bolt unlocked and the door flew open with ease, so that Christian and hopeful immediately came out.—John Bunyan
Bunyan spoke of the often painful experience of conversion in his excellency of a broken heart, And he spoke from experience and it is one I can so relate with. That kind of torment and angush may not be common to everone's conversion experience but it is to some.
Conversion is not the smooth, easy-going process some men seem to think . . . . It is wounding work, of course, this breaking of the hearts, but without wounding there is no saving. . . . Where there is grafting there is a cutting, the scion must be let in with a wound; to stick it on to the outside or to tie it on with a string would be of no use. Heart must be set to heart and back to back, or there will be no sap from root to branch, and this I say, must be done by a wound. —John Bunyan
Faith, and expeirmental religion, is not just a word its a whole man change and all at once. Yes, someone can be a babe in Christ, and yet the whole man is still changed, and a new convert there most pleasing hours will be spent on meditating on the lovliness of Christ and our best endeavours to please him by being obedient children, will be driving us on to grow in grace and holiness and the power of godliness. Except for it was somewhere in the last 18 months I cannot say when, but I know the change took place. So that my sufferings, and the hauntings of a painful most incredible past, don't control me, or bring out behavour in me that does not belong in the life of a Christian. The power of godliness is real, and alive, and you cannot fake it in this much affliction, tho that may not be true for most average folks, and even so I still lack assurance, and yet when I read things that is speaking of examining our own hearts, I don't just feel the checklist kind of thing like I used to do, that never be so blatant for me to say I didn't pass the questions, there was room for doubt, now even though I am a poor doubting Christian in many respects, I know by every bit of my fibre, that the change God has wrought in me was supenatural and only by the power of godliness could I now rise above this furnace that is seven times hotter to praise God even when in the hottest part of it. Sometimes, despite how ill I am, and how alone in that awful amout of illness, I spend hours thinking about God's providence and the change he has wrought in me and how he did it. I don't do it to feel pleased about myself, but his love is so manifest in it, so wondrous to me how he did it, in such extraordinary circumstances, when I did not have the aids, benefits and encouragments or even teaching as other folks get, and with cognitive impairment to boot, I marvel at his works at how wondrous they are, and how nothing can stop him from make those he chose from before the foundation of the world his blessed childen; no hindrances, obstacles, stumbling blocks, or the plagues of our own hearts will stop him, and he will go to extraordinary or unusual means to make this happen if ordinary means are not available. Because God is all powerful and nothing can thwart hsi will. When I think about where I've been, what I've seen, and lived through, and what a life of terrible affliction I am still left with and yet feel so blessed and so content despite it, that it can only be the power of godliness and I rejoice in my Lord for making it so. I would live a hundred years in this condition if He willed me to, rather than the last six preceding it, where in temporal terms I was actually richer, because God alone is my portion and what a wondrous God he is, to stoop so low to someone like me; the one the world rejected from the day I was born. It makes me weep, but not with sadness, but at the love of a perfect Saviour, for someone who was so rebellious and denied his goodness for so long, because of my afflictons, it makes me weep, that he stooped so low, despite myself. And when the going gets tough, I remember how but for amazing grace, I could be in hell now. Or tomorrow or next week, and remember the wickedness of my own heart and how in such utter torment, I hurt the people I loved most of all. Yes I am forgiven, but I will never forget. Because what such affliction in the middle of the spiritual anguish of never quite closing with Christ had never been part of my personality before, and I loathe what came out of my heart, towards the people who were kindest to me, and least deserving of it. I think its very true that when we are hurting, we really do hurt the ones we love, not because we get pleasure out of it, but because we don't know how not to.
I was on a roundabout that I couldn't get off and so wanted it to stop, but I didn't know how to make it stop, until the power of godliness was put in me by God giving me a through conversion. And yes, this life can be hard, and awefully lonely, but I never weep for my afflictions in any longer without also weeping for my sins.
I had Charles Spurgeon's Lectures to my student's come the weekend, and he wrote this:
People go to their place of worship and sit down comfortably and think they must be Christians, when all the time all that their religion consists in, is listening to an orator, having their ears tickled with music, and perhaps their eyes amused with graceful actions and fashionable manners; the whole being no better than what they hear and see at the opera.–not so good, perhaps, in point of aesthetic beauty, and not an atom more spiritual. Thousands are congratulating themselves, and even blessing God that they are devout worshippers, when a the same time they are living in an unregenerate Christless state, having the form of godliness, but denying the power thereof. He who presides over a system which aims at nothing better than formalism, is far more a servant of the devil than a minister of God.
—Charles Spurgeon
Though aimed at ministers it applies to all professors of Christ. People often make rash judgements over another's soul on the silliest pretext, yet, sometimes judgements can be made and should be made, righteous judgments. If someone has Christ, they will have the power of godliness. They will be living to serve God and not themselves, and following the commandments he gives us in the moral law to stay within his will and keep his favour. What child likes to displease or be out of favour with a parent? If the power of godliness is not there, and you have someone who practices antinomianism, because they do not have the power of godliness to follow the commands of God required of his chosen people, there is a time for either thinking their profession is in vain, or stepping back and thinking it likely they be unsaved despite their profession, but be in wait and see mode, to see if they grow in godliness and if the power of godliness comes through in their lives. If it doesn't, then there is little reason or rationale to consider them true believers. The power of godliness is not empty or weak or vain. It's power is saving, its power is changing, and its a power that the believer will be consumed by, even though we all have our dry seasons or seasons of lethargy.
Let us pray we have the power of godliness and do as much as lies in us, to hold onto it, by caring for our souls as carefully as we should, and not being reckless, as often it just takes one small step out of the right way, for you to find yourself completely out of the way. Let us pray for God to keep us, and to give us the power to do, all we need to do, to be true servants of his, truly joined to him, and not only by a profession, without that power of godliness ruling our lives and God and the authority of Scripture being our first and last measure of eveyrthing in life.
Matthew Henry writes this on 2 Peter 1:3
1. An account of the way and means whereby grace and peace are multiplied–it is through the knowledge of God and Jesus Christ; this acknowledging or believing in the only living and true God, and Jesus Christ whom he has sent, is the great improvement of spiritual life, or it could not be the way to life eternal, Joh 17:3.
2. The ground of the apostle's faith in asking, and of the Christian's hope in expecting, the increase of grace. What we have already received should encourage us to ask for more; he who has begun the work of grace will perfect it. Observe, (1.) The fountain of all spiritual blessings is the divine power of Jesus Christ, who could not discharge all the office of Mediator, unless he was God as well as man. (2.) All things that have any relation to, and influence upon, the true spiritual life, the life and power of godliness, are from Jesus Christ; in him all fulness dwells, and it is from him that we receive, and grace for grace (Joh 1:16), even all that is necessary for the preserving, improving, and perfecting of grace and peace, which, according to some expositors, are called here in 2Pe 1:3 godliness and life. (3.) Knowledge of God, and faith in him, are the channel whereby all spiritual supports and comforts are conveyed to us; but then we must own and acknowledge God as the author of our effectual calling, for so he is here described: Him that hath called us to glory and virtue. Observe here, The design of God in calling or converting men is to bring them to glory and virtue, that is, peace and grace, as some understand it; but many prefer the marginal rendering, by glory and virtue; and so we have effectual calling set forth as the work of the glory and virtue, or the glorious power, of God, which is described Eph 1:19. It is the glory of God's power to convert sinners; this is the power and glory of God which are seen and experienced in his sanctuary (Ps 63:2); this power or virtue is to be extolled by all that are called out of darkness into marvellous light, 1Pe 2:9. (4.) In the 2Pe 1:4 the apostle goes on to encourage their faith and hope in looking for an increase of grace and peace, because the same glory and virtue are employed and evidenced in giving the promises of the gospel that are exercised in our effectual calling. Observe, [1.] The good things which the promises make over are exceedingly great. Pardon of sin is one of the blessings here intended; how great this is all who know any thing of the power of God's anger will readily confess, and this is one of those promised favours in bestowing whereof the power of the Lord is great, Nu 14:17. To pardon sins that are numerous and heinous (every one of which deserves God's wrath and curse, and that for ever) is a wonderful thing, and is so called, Ps 119:18. [2.] The promised blessings of the gospel are very precious; as the great promise of the Old Testament was the Seed of the woman, the Messiah (Heb 11:39), so the great promise of the New Testament is the Holy Ghost (Lu 24:49), and how precious must the enlivening, enlightening, sanctifying Spirit be! [3.] Those who receive the promises of the gospel partake of the divine nature. They are renewed in the spirit of their mind, after the image of God, in knowledge, righteousness, and holiness; their hearts are set for God and his service; they have a divine temper and disposition of soul; though the law is the ministration of death, and the letter killeth, yet the gospel is the ministration of life, and the Spirit quickeneth those who are naturally dead in trespasses and sins. [4.] Those in whom the Spirit works the divine nature are freed from the bondage of corruption. Those who are, by the Spirit of grace, renewed in the spirit of their mind, are translated into the liberty of the children of God; for it is the world in which corruption reigns. Those who are not of the Father, but of the world, are under the power of sin; the world lies in wickedness, 1Jo 5:19. And the dominion that sin has in the men of the world is through lust; their desires are to it, and therefore it rules over them. The dominion that sin has over us is according to the delight we have in it. MHWBC
Filed under Almost Christian, Antinomian, Charles Spurgeon, John Bunyan, Matthew Henry, Quotes, affliction by on Sep 28th, 2009. Comment.
I know when my cat poppy dies, I will feel sadness, yet, I have already let her go in a way even as she lives. The same is true of everything and everyone else I love or are important to me. Several months ago, to a friend, my oft complaint was, what I am I supposed to do if I lose poppy, and "Lady Erskine" is still not back, so I have nothing or no one. I always end up in places or new perceptions our outlooks without remembering how it happened, but I do know the last several months, the question above became moot. Yes, poppy is here, and I enjoy her while she is here, yet in a very real way, she is already lost to me. All we have to do, is acknowledge in our heart and understand the reality of everything and everyone in this life is perishable and temporary, and that one day they will die. If they die as we live, we are already to let them go when we don't just merely assent to that, but hold it deep in our hearts as a fact that is inevitable and are ready for it even if its the next hour. Poppy disappearing on Saturday night was the manner in which I thought she'd died that was so upsetting. Like I had failed her at the end by not making her feel safe or being there to comfort or protect her. But if she died next week, or even tomorrow, there will be sadness, but I have already let her go, even as I love her while she lives., I'm not sure how God enabled me to do that, but I also know its true of other things I love. By the world's standards I am dirt poor, and poverty stricken; even by most Christian standards, yet as I was just remarking to a friend, to me, I am rich. Because God has enabled me to live upon the invisible God when I have very little else, and I know that has to be where my joy comes from when as ill as this and so little in this world to take the edge off all my afflictions. But even as the things I love live, and I love them as I live, I have also been enabled to pass a sentence of death upon them, and that's how I am able to live upon God that is invisible, in the worst of circumstances. I thank God for his amazing grace, as these things have made my life enjoyable again, by living on things invisible. I wouldn't swap my afflictions for all the riches in the world, because this prison has been turned into a palace, that is paved with Gold, and where God abides with me, and my two cats. The riches that the world offers, would be a poor exchange. I have been richer in the past than now, and yet, I remember that emptiness that torment, that anguish that used to feel like it was destroying me. And now when less rich, and with very little to keep me warm in the worst of circumstances and quite dreadful illness, I am fuller than I have ever been in my entire life. We serve an awesome God. And while every living thing in this life is perishable and temporary, God will never leave us or foresake us.
This quote of Bunyan's that I have posted before, completely nails it. And if we are ever to suffer rightly, when we suffer extremely, it IS the only way to do it. God got me to that place before I first came across this quote. But as soon as I read it, I knew that is what he had done for me, and by grace worked out in my life.
But, I wouldn't advise folks to wait to do this, until they are in the place of being given the news you have an incurable illness, and perhaps by that time your life partner and spouse maybe already dead. The time to set about, doing the work below, is while we have things and riches to pass a sentence of death upon, so that when faced with the reality of it, it is already embedded in our heart, and we have already let go and have died to everything we currently cherish. I am blessed that God enabled me when at the point already. But if not for his doing so, I would still be drowning in afflictions, with every day an agony or anguish instead of feasting on the invisible God and being filled and rich and the place I once saw as a prison, would not now be the palace it has become. Yet God abides here, so why wouldn't it be a palace, as that is whrere Kings abide in any case.
if ever I would suffer rightly, I must first pass a sentence of death upon every thing that can be properly called a thing of this life, even to reckon myself, my wife, my children, my health, my enjoyment, and all, as dead to me, and myself as dead to them. The second was, to live upon God that is invisible, as Paul said in another place; the way not to faint, is to "look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen; for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal.
—John BunyanPsalms 73:26 My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.
Filed under Blagging for England, John Bunyan, Psalms, Quotes, affliction, faith by on Sep 16th, 2009. Comment.













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