“It cannot but grieve gracious souls to see what pains men take to go to hell. They know the evil of sin experimentally, and they are alarmed to see others flying like moths into its blaze.”
“Sin to a believer is horrible, because it crucified the Savior; he sees in every iniquity the nails and the spear. How can a saved soul behold the kill-Christ sin without abhorrence? Say, my heart, dost thou sensibly join in all this? It is an awful thing to insult God to His face. The good God deserves better treatment, the great God claims it, the JUST God will have it, or repay His adversary to his face….”
Horror hath taken hold upon me because of the wicked that forsake Thy law.–Psalm 119:53
It is perfectly ok and absolutely human and ASSUREDLY Christian…to be upset at the sin in others. To be burdened to tears by it. To be kept up late stirring and uneasy. To be broken in prayer for those we know who have spit in our Lord’s face. For one minute, may we be pardoned and peaceful in our own spirits (forgiven, not perfect) and focus hard on those we know who have turned from a divine tasting and walked away from the Living God.
The backslidden. The lukewarm. The arrogant prodigal sons and daughters. Most of us have been there ourselves. Some reading this, Lord willing, are there right now. The given sin or particular grievance of the Spirit is not my point here, but our–the faithful and true–response is. We are tenderhearted because we know what Grace has cost our God. We have most recently fallen on our swords with purpose and intent. Joint and marrow have been divided…AND IT HURTS! This hurts; this is ALL supposed to hurt.
The way of the transgressor is hard, and we all know it well. The forgiven remnant today stands in great humility, knowing how susceptible we all really are to sin, any given day, any given moment. And with all grace and mercy and promises and covenants and the Word of God in its entirety at our backs, we still approach our brother’s malady with caution. Because in our sin we are a rabid, caged animal. We are cornered, licking our wounds, Up is down and down is up. Nothing makes sense and all is difficult. Peace is impossible to find. And no matter what side of our iniquity we find ourselves on, we all know well that SIN SEPARATES US FROM GOD.
So, run back to your wealthy Father. Return to your first works. Be stirred up by the way of reminder. Softly, tenderly Jesus is calling. Come to Him, all you who are weary…and He will give you rest.
I intentionally write this with specific friends and family in mind…dear ones, you know who you are and GRACE is sufficient for thee, today.