This is an unutterable mystery, that a man can close his life against God. |Israel would have none of Me.| We can shut out God as we can shut out the pure air. We can bar His entrance just as we can exclude the light from the chamber. And then the pity is, we can deceive ourselves into believing that the air is perfectly fresh and that the room is flooded with light. We lose our fine discernment, and we call evil good, and the darkness we call day. If we |refuse to have God| in our thoughts God gives us over to a |reprobate mind.|

And it is an equally unutterable mystery that a man can open his life to the entertainment of Almighty God. |I will dwell with them!| That is my supreme honour, that the Lord will be my guest. I can |hearken| to Him, and |talk| to Him, and |walk| with Him. And He offers me protection. He will |subdue my enemies.| And He offers me unfailing provision. The Guest becomes the Host! I put my little upon the table, and lo! I find that |the cruse of oil fails not, and the meal in the barrel is not consumed!|