Charles Haddon Spurgeon's Evening Devotional For Friday April 28, 2017 |
Evening Time: 9:07 PM PST
"All the house of Israel are impudent and hardhearted." --Ezekiel 3:7
Are there no exceptions? No, not one. Even the favoured race are thus
described. Are the best so bad?--then what must the worst be? Come, my heart,
consider how far thou hast a share in this universal accusation, and while
considering, be ready to take shame unto thyself herein thou mayst have been
guilty. The first charge is impudence, or hardness of forehead, a want of
holy shame, an unhallowed boldness in evil. Before my conversion, I could sin
and feel no compunction, hear of my guilt and yet remain unhumbled, and even
confess my iniquity and manifest no inward humiliation on account of it. For a
sinner to go to God's house and pretend to pray to Him and praise Him argues a
brazen-facedness of the worst kind! Alas! since the day of my new birth I have
doubted my Lord to His face, murmured unblushingly in His presence, worshipped
before Him in a slovenly manner, and sinned without bewailing myself concerning
it. If my forehead were not as an adamant, harder than flint, I should have far
more holy fear, and a far deeper contrition of spirit. Woe is me, I am one of
the impudent house of Israel. The second charge is hardheartedness, and I
must not venture to plead innocent here. Once I had nothing but a heart of
stone, and although through grace I now have a new and fleshy heart, much of my
former obduracy remains. I am not affected by the death of Jesus as I ought to
be; neither am I moved by the ruin of my fellow men, the wickedness of the
times, the chastisement of my heavenly Father, and my own failures, as I should
be. O that my heart would melt at the recital of my Saviour's sufferings and
death. Would to God I were rid of this nether millstone within me, this hateful
body of death. Blessed be the name of the Lord, the disease is not incurable,
the Saviour's precious blood is the universal solvent, and me, even me, it will
effectually soften, till my heart melts as wax before the fire.
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