by J. C. Ryle
So long as they
are in this natural state it is in vain they are told of God's holiness and
God's unchangeable justice, His spiritual law and His judgment to come, their
own enormous deficiencies, their own peril of destruction—it matters not; it
all falls flat and dull upon their ears; they neither feel it nor care for it
nor consider it, and in a few hours they are as though they had never heard it.
It is to no purpose, while in this condition, that Christ crucified and His
precious atonement are set before us; we can see no form nor beauty nor
loveliness about Him; we cannot value what He has done, and, as far as we are
concerned, the wisdom and the excellence of the Cross, which Apostles gloried
in, seems all thrown away.
And why is
this? Our hearts need changing! "The natural man receives not the things
of the Spirit of God; for they are foolishness unto him; neither can he know
them, for they are spiritually discerned." This is the true account of all
that weariness and lifelessness and carelessness which we so often see in the
worshipers of God's house; this is the secret of that awful indifference about
spiritual things which prevails so widely both among rich and poor, and makes
the Gospel appear a sealed book. It comes from the heart. Some always imagine
they need learning, some they have no time, some they have very peculiar
difficulties which no one else in the world has—but the truth lies far deeper.
They all need new hearts! Once give them new natures, and you would hear no
more about learning—or time—or difficulty. Every mountain would be leveled and
every valley filled up, that the way of God might be prepared.
But again. By
nature we do not love the laws of Christ's spiritual kingdom. We do not openly
refuse to obey them, we would be angry with anyone who said we had thrown them
aside—but we have no love to them and delight in them; it is not our food and
drink to do our Father's will. Oh no! by nature we love our own way and our own
inclinations—and that is our only law. We bring forth fruit unto ourselves—but
not unto God. Our own pleasure and our own profit take up all our attention,
and as for Him who made us and redeemed us, too many do not give Him the very
scraps of their time. By nature we do not measure ourselves by God's standard:
who ever takes the Sermon on the Mount as his rule of character? who ever
admires the poor in spirit, the mourners, the meek, the hungerers and thirsters
after righteousness, the merciful, the pure in heart, the peacemakers, the men
who are persecuted for righteousness' sake? These are all people whom the world
despises, they are as nothing by the side of the jovial and light-hearted, the
men who love strong drink and are held to sing good songs; and yet these are
the people whom Jesus calls blessed.
What natural
man judges of sin as Jesus teaches us to judge? How few look on drunkenness and
fornication as damnable sins—yet the Bible says they are! How few consider
anger without cause, as bad as murder, and lustful looks as bad as adultery—yet
Jesus says they are! Where are the men who strive to love their enemies, who
bless those who hate them, and pray for those who despitefully use them?—yet
this is the rule that Jesus has laid down. And why is all this? You see there
must be something radically wrong. By nature we do not lay ourselves out to
glorify God with our bodies and spirits—we take no pleasure in speaking to each
other about Him. The concerns of this world have a hundred times more of our
thoughts; and few indeed are the gatherings where the mention of Christ and
heaven would not stop many mouths, and make nearly all look as if the subject
was very uncomfortable.
And why is all
this? Some talk of bad example having done them harm, and some say they have
had a bad education—but the evil is far more deeply seated; that which is born
of the flesh is flesh, it comes from the carnal unrenewed mind, and the remedy
needed is change of nature. A corrupt tree can only bring forth corrupt fruit;
the root of the mischief is the sinfulness of the natural heart.
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