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 Has the gold shone in the furnace?

By God's grace, you are to derive spiritual benefit from your dire affliction. Have you communed with your own heart upon your bed? Have you been taking the candle of the Lord—which is His Word—and gone down into the depths of your soul, searching for besetting sins and defects? Has the gold shone in the furnace? Has the dross of earthliness been consumed? God's design in afflicting us, is that we may be partakers of His holiness. An affliction sanctified—is better than an affliction removed. Oh, let us long, intensely long, to be made more holy, spiritual, heavenly.

J.A James


 2009/2/6 16:49Profile

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 Re: Has the gold shone in the furnace?

The way to heaven is narrow, and beset with many
difficulties, and we, at times, are almost sorry that
we ever ventured out, especially when we keep
continually meeting with the lions in the way!

But nothing so much checks and stops us as vile self!
It cleaves to everything on the way, and wants so
often to turn us out of the way.

Also, the ear is not deaf to the alluring and enticing
invitation of Demas to look into the silver mine! Blessed
are they who are only allowed to look in. For, alas! how
many glaring professors and speedy travelers to Zion,
who have been brave companions on the way for a time,
have stopped short at that mine, and never could be
seen beyond it!

Our hearts are very closely knit with everything that the
world loves and admires. David said, "My soul cleaves to
the dust;" and so do all God's children say it now, at
times, if they know the plague of their own hearts.



 2009/2/6 16:52Profile

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 Re: Has the gold shone in the furnace?

"Deliver me, O Lord, from my enemies.
I will fly to You to hide me." Ps. 143:9

Faith is the heart-strengthening grace. If we
trust in God aright, then, in all our danger—
we will fly to God.

There are some who, when trouble arises—fly
to their own wisdom and ability. Alas! Whatever
else we trust besides God, will never shelter us
in an hour of danger.

There is no trusting in riches. Proverbs 23:5,
"Cast but a glance at riches, and they are gone,
for they will surely sprout wings and fly off to
the sky like an eagle."

There is no trusting in friends; they may die,
or, which is worse, they may deceive. Our Lord
Jesus was betrayed by a friend.

There is no trusting in great men. "It is better
to trust in the Lord than to put confidence in
princes." Psalm 118:9.

There is no trusting in our own hearts. Why,
alas! the heart is full of lust, full of deceit! It
is a bosom traitor! "He who trusts in his own
heart is a fool!" Proverbs 28:26

Oh! We must fly to God! My brethren, trust in
God! He alone, is a never-failing refuge. A little
boat, while it is tied fast to a large rock—is very
safe. So, when the soul is tied by faith to Christ
Jesus, the Rock of Ages—then it is safe. "My God
is the Rock of my refuge." Psalm 46:11

Faith shores up the heart when it is likely to sink.
Oh! Get this heart-fixing grace of faith. Thus you
will be undaunted even in the worst of times and

When Satan shoots his fiery darts of temptation,
then we must fly under Christ's wing to shelter us!

When a hawk pursues the dove, it casts itself into
the clefts of the rock—and there it hides. So, when
Satan pursues us with temptation, we get into the
bleeding wounds of Christ, these clefts of the Rock
—and there we rest and are safe.

"Deliver me, O Lord, from my enemies.
I will fly to You to hide me." Ps. 143:9



 2009/2/6 16:54Profile

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But there is another way, and that is not by removing the trial, but by bending our will to submit to it. We must not think that the Lord will, in answer to prayer, remove all our temporal afflictions. So far from that, we may have more and more of them to our dying day. How then, it may be asked, can He fulfill His promise that He will make crooked places straight, if He leaves some of our worst crooks as crooked as before? He does it by bending our will to submit to them; and this He accomplishes sometimes by favoring the soul with a sweet sense of His blessed presence; and sometimes by throwing a secret and sacred light upon the path that we are treading, convincing us thereby that it is the right road, though a rugged one, to a city of habitation.

When the Lord thus appears, it brings submission – and as soon as we can submit to God's will, and the rebellion, peevishness, and unbelief of our carnal mind are subdued, a sweet and blessed calmness is felt in the soul. The crooked place now at once vanishes as being melted into the will of God. It is in this way, for the most part, that those places which are inherently crooked are made straight. There is no change in the things themselves, but in our views of and feelings towards them. The carnal mind which was crooked is crooked still; our crooked tempers and dispositions, our crooked lusts and desires, are in themselves as much curved as ever, but they are so far straightened as not to irritate and vex as before.

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 2009/2/6 17:00Profile

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 Re: Has the gold shone in the furnace?

Thou that dost save through pain,
And dost, afflicting, bless,
We offer Thee from prostrate hearts
The greater thankfulness.

Lord, Thou hast humbled pride—
Hast shown the world at length
What ruthlessness may dwell with power,
What bankruptcy with strength.

And teaching us the scorn
Of trifles that beguile
Hast given us, dear God, to live
When life is most worthwhile.

We thank Thee for the dream
That heroes dreamed of yore,
Their vision of the good, the will
Earth’s freedom to restore.

Spoiled children of the past,
Today, more nobly blest,
We thank Thee Who hast wakened us,
And asked of us our best.

God of the young and brave,
Who nothing know of fear,
Who hold the things that life outlast
Than life itself more dear.

We thank Thee that our souls
Are strong as theirs to give
All, all we cherish most on earth,
That liberty may live:

That we, O Good Supreme,
Still through our tears can see
On death’s pale brow an aureole
Of immortality!


 2009/2/6 17:03Profile

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