The World's Great Sermons, Volume 07: Hale to Farrar — John Shaqi
The World's Great Sermons, Volume 07: Hale to Farrar
Religion
The World's Great Sermons, Volume 07: Hale to Farrar
Sermons
Such intercourse, brethren, lies at the foundation of all work for
God. It is the condition of all our power. It is the measure of all
our success. Without it we may seem to realize the externals of
prosperity, but it will be all illusion. With it we may perchance
seem to spend our strength for naught; but heaven has its surprizes;
and those who toiled, nor left their hold of their Lord in all their
work, will have to say at last with wonder, as they see the results
of their poor efforts, "Who hath begotten me these? behold, I was
left alone; these, where had they been?"
Consider in few words the manifold ways in which the indispensable
prerequisite of all right effort for Christ may be shown to be
communion with Christ.
The heavenward look is the renewal of our own vision of the calm
verities in which we trust, the recourse for ourselves to the
realities which we desire that others should see. And what is equal
in persuasive power to the simple utterance of your own intense
conviction? He only will infuse his own religion into other minds,
whose religion is not a set of hard dogmas, but is fused by the heat
of personal experience into a river of living fire. It will flow
then, not otherwise. The only claim which the hearts of men will
listen to, in those who would win them to spiritual beliefs, is that
ancient one: "That which we have seen with our eyes, which we have
looked upon, declare we unto you." Mightier than all arguments,
than all "proofs of the truth of the Christian religion," and
penetrating into a sphere deeper than that of the understanding,
is the simple proclamation, "We have found the Messias." If we
would give sight to the blind, we must ourselves be gazing into
heaven. Only when we testify of that which we see, as one might who,
standing in a beleaguered city, discerned on the horizon the filmy
dust-cloud through which the spear-heads of the deliverers flashed
at intervals, shall we win any to gaze with us till they too behold
and know themselves set free.
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