March forward across the centuries. Here is slavery in the American
republic. In spite of the noble words of the Declaration of
Independence: "That all men are created equal; that they are endowed by
their Creator with certain inalienable rights; that among these are
life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness"--in spite of these ringing
human claims slavery nestled beneath the American flag. Well, wanted a
man to deal with it! Where will he be found? Will he be found in some
university centre? Will he be a paragon of intellectual learning and
accomplishment? Oh no! The Lord hissed for a fly in Harden, in a scraggy
part of Kentucky, Harden with its "barren hillocks and weedy hollows,
and stunted and scrubby underbush,"--and there in a dismal solitude, and
in a cheerless home, and in the deepest poverty, the great God made His
man, and Abraham Lincoln came forth to cross swords with the great
wrong, and to ring the bells of freedom from the "frozen North to the
glowing South, and from the stormy waters of the Atlantic westward to
the calmer waters of the Pacific Main." But what an orbit of divine
providence! Who would have guessed that just there, in that poor,
unschooled, and unprivileged family the great God was doing His
momentous work? And I wonder where now in the vast orbit of His
providence He is rearing the leaders of to-morrow? Our God moves in
mighty sweeps, and He is even now at work in the mysterious ministries
of His grace. "The Lord shall hiss for the fly that is in the uttermost
part of the rivers of Egypt and for the bee that is in the land of
Assyria."
And then, under the influence of the prophet's teaching I want once more
to urge that we think in wider orbits of the divine presence in the
individual life. For instance, in what sweeping orbits the Lord moves on
His journeys in seeking to bring us to Himself, and to fashion us into
the strength and beauty of His own image. He lifts an ensign to some
remote circumstance, and from afar there comes an influence which sets
me on the road to God. He calls a ministry from distant Egypt, or from
far off Assyria, and my life is turned to the home of my Lord.
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