It was about the time I heard this sermon that I was only 90% sure how I felt about the “sinner’s prayer.”  After this sermon, I was 100% sure.  I put the “sinner’s prayer” in the ground, buried it, and put up a tombstone that said “anathema.” Our evangelism is weak, unbiblical, and it is eternally destroying some.  What are we preaching? See for yourself, and examine yourself. What are you preaching?

Charles Haddon Spurgeon had me thinking just the other night.  I was supposed to be reading the devotional for March 9, but somehow, I had been reading from March 10 that day.  Well, it was exactly what I needed to read at that moment for God had ordained it.  Read it here, but these words that stung hard.
“Let us recollect the frail tenure upon which we hold our temporal mercies. If we would remember that all the trees of earth are marked for the woodman’s axe, we should not be so ready to build our nests in them. We should love, but we should love with the love which expects death, and which reckons upon separations. Our dear relations are but loaned to us, and the hour when we must return them to the lender’s hand may be even at the door.”

My heart began to melt for I sickened myself.  So I turned to the text on which Spurgeon was writing.

“Man who is born of woman is few of days and full of trouble.  He comes out like a flower and withers; he flees like a shadow and continues not.” Job 14:1-2

And so I began some meditations on the fleetingness of man, the finitude of life, and the fragility of plans.  I was brought low in a moment.  Everyone I know will go away in the end.  What is the point? Why study so much? Why labor as I do?  Why care?  I turned to Ecclesiastes and read the simple phrases again:

“For in much wisdom is much vexation; and he who increases knowledge increases sorrows.” Ecclesiastes 1:18

I have turned sorrowful of late, vexed with much wisdom and increasings of knowledge.  The closer I grow to the Lord, the more sorrow is mixed with the joy.  The closer I get to God, the more I know my own sinfulness.  The more I know my own sinfulness, the more I know the grace of God.  The more I know the grace of God, the more joyful I am to know him.  The more joyful I am to know him, the more sorrowful I am that others do not.

The sinfulness of sin has vexed me much of late.  I see it in others, and no longer does it make me mad.  It has truly rended my heart in two.  What have we done?

“The fool folds his hands and eats his own flesh.”  Ecclesiastes 4:5

Man destroys himself, smiling and indifferent to his own decadence.  I am seeing it all around.  We drink down iniquity like water.  There is much bread and idleness.  And we sink lower and lower, deeper and deeper into self-mutilation.  I was particularly sorrowful as I thought of these things.

“All the toil of man is for his mouth, yet his appetite is not satisfied.” Ecclesiastes 6:7

We cannot get enough.  Our hearts are drawn to iniquity.  Only recently I had been reading through the first three chapters of Romans.  Paul’s main objective there:  To crush man under the condemnation of sin.  Even as I read it, my flesh ached and my heart hurt.

“Surely there is not a righteous man on earth who does good and never sins.” Ecclesiastes 7:20

My heart was engulfed with the exceeding sinfulness of sin.  What is wrong with us?  We supress the truth in unrighteousness and we destroy our own flesh with self-hatred.  Though we love ourselves, we really hate ourselves if we love not God.

What hope is there for mankind?  I was particularly distraught with hopelessnes.  But then I knew…I looked to the cross and read.

“For while we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly.  For one will scarcely die for a righteous person-though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die–but God shows his love for us in that while were yet sinners, Christ died for us. Since, therefore, we have now been justified by his blood, much more shall we be saved by him from the wrath of God.” Romans 5:6-9

“The cross has set me free,” I said.  “All our days pass away under your wrath; we bring our years to an end like a sigh” I recited Psalm 90:10-11. “The years of our life are seventy or even by reason of strength eighty, yet their span is but toil and trouble.  They are soon gone and we fly away,” I continued quoting.

But the cross has set us free to fear God in our passing days.

“The end of the matter; all has been heard.  Fear God and keep his commandments, for this is the whole duty of man.” Ecclesiastes 12:13

And that is the end of it.  What else are those saved from God’s wrath to do but fear him and obey him?  We are free, counted righteous by the one who once stood in judgment over us.  We were objects of wrath, but now we are objects of delight.  We can now enjoy his pleasure.  We can now enjoy him.  We can now enjoy his blessings.  There is nothing better under the sun in the few days that God has given us.  This is the end of the matter. 

Working with you in these few days,

Vince R.