What a protest against the spirit of this world. There is nothing the
Christian life suffers more from than _the subtle and indescribable
worldliness_ that comes from the cares or the possessions of this life.
Through it the God of this world exercises his hidden but terrible
power. This is the Delilah in whose lap the God-separated Nazarite
becomes impotent and sleeps. To waken and shake out of this sleep more
than preaching is needed, more than the ordinary Christian liberality,
which quite comports with the full enjoyment of all that abundance can
supply: there is needed the demonstration of the Spirit and of power,
that God enables men, and makes it to them an indescribable blessedness,
like their Lord, to give up everything of the earth that they may more
fully possess, and prove, and proclaim, the sufficiency of the heavenly
riches and the satisfaction they give. The protest against the spirit of
this world will become the mightiest proclamation of the kingdom of
heaven, the self-evidencing revelation of how heaven can even now take
possession.
What entrance it will give into the image and likeness of Jesus. We
adore our Lord in the form of a servant, and worship Him in it as the
most perfect possible manifestation of a Godlike Humility and Love. His
poverty was _an integral and essential part_ of that form of a servant
in which He dwelt. In all ages the love of some has given them no rest
in the desire to attain the closest possible conformity to the blessed
Lord. In Him the outer and inner were in such living harmony that the
connection was not accidental; the one was the only perfect and fit
expression of the other. In the body of Christ there are great
diversities of gifts; the whole body is not eye, or ear, or tongue. So
there are some who have the calling and gift to manifest this trait of
His image, and for the sake of their brethren and the world, keep alive
the memory of this too much neglected part of the ever blessed
Incarnation. Blessed they whom His Holy Spirit makes the representatives
of this His wondrous grace that, though He was rich, He became poor.
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