“Be thou there till I bring thee word.” (Matt. 2:13)
“I’ll stay where You’ve put me; I will, dear Lord, Though I wanted so badly to go; I was eager to march with the ‘rank and file,’ Yes, I wanted to lead them, You know. I planned to keep step to the music loud, To cheer when the banner unfurled, To stand in the midst of the fight straight and proud, But I’ll stay where You’ve put me.
“I’ll stay where You’ve put me; I’ll work, dear Lord, Though the field be narrow and small, And the ground be fallow, and the stones lie thick, And there seems to be no life at all. The field is Thine own, only give me the seed, I’ll sow it with never a fear; I’ll till the dry soil while I wait for the rain, And rejoice when the green blades appear; I’ll work where You’ve put me.
“I’ll stay where You’ve put me; I will, dear Lord; I’ll bear the day’s burden and heat, Always trusting Thee fully; when even has come I’ll lay heavy sheaves at Thy feet. And then, when my earth work is ended and done, In the light of eternity’s glow, Life’s record all closed, I surely shall find It was better to stay than to go; I’ll stay where You’ve put me.”
“Oh restless heart, that beat against your prison bars of circumstances, yearning for a wider sphere of usefulness, leave God to order all your days. Patience and trust, in the dullness of the routine of life, will be the best preparation for a courageous bearing of the tug and strain of the larger opportunity which God may some time send you.”
‘And as he prayed, the fashion of his countenance was altered, and his raiment was white and glistering.’ Luke 9:29 SUGGESTED FURTHER READING: Romans 11:33–36
This change of our Lord’s appearance, when the beams of his glory shone through the veil of flesh which he assumed for our sakes, is called his transfiguration. Matthew and Mark say, He was transfigured before them [Matthew 17:2; Mark 9:2]. Luke adds a farther circumstance which is worthy of our attention, that it took place while he was praying. If, as it is probable, this was the subject of his prayer, that his glory might be manifested to his disciples, he obtained an immediate and signal answer, and no wonder, for he is always heard. He never asked in vain. Here lies the safety and comfort of his people, that he has engaged to intercede for all that come unto God by him, and therefore, because he pleads their cause, they cannot be overpowered. But our Lord, when in the action of prayer while he was upon earth, may be considered not only as their Advocate, but their Exemplar and Pattern. He commanded them to pray, he taught them to pray, and he added force to his precept by his own example. And he gave them here a great encouragement to persevere in prayer and that they might hope that when they drew near to God in duty, he would draw near to them, for as he prayed, he was transfigured. In this view I shall propose one observation for our improvement at present, before I come to consider the transfiguration itself. Prayer is the great instituted means of impressing the soul with such a sense of the glory of God as transforms it into his resemblance and raises it to a kind of transfiguration. Or, the sweetest and most transforming impressions of divine things are usually afforded in a season of prayer. As it was with the Head, so it is with the members: while they are praying they are transfigured.
FOR MEDITATION: Many arguments may be offered to enforce this practice of prayer—from duty, as we are the Lord’s creatures; from necessity, as we depend upon him for our continual support—but this argument arising from the dignity and privilege should have an especial weight with all who have tasted that the Lord is gracious.
SERMON SERIES: ON THE TRANSFIGURATION, NO. 3 [1/4], LUKE 9:29
For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ. 2 Cor. 5:10
Paul says that we must all, preacher and people alike, “appear before the judgment seat of Christ.” If you learn to live in the white light of Christ here and now, judgment finally will cause you to delight in the work of God in you. Keep yourself steadily faced by the judgment seat of Christ; walk now in the light of the holiest you know. A wrong temper of mind about another soul will end in the spirit of the devil, no matter how saintly you are. One carnal judgment, and the end of it is hell in you. Drag it to the light at once and say—‘My God, I have been guilty there.’ If you don’t, hardness will come all through. The penalty of sin is confirmation in sin. It is not only God who punishes for sin; sin confirms itself in the sinner and gives back full pay. No struggling or praying will enable you to stop doing some things, and the penalty of sin is that gradually you get used to it and do not know that it is sin. No power save the incoming of the Holy Ghost can alter the inherent consequences of sin. “But if we walk in the light as He is in the light.” Walking in the light means for many of us walking according to our standard for another person. The deadliest Pharisaism to-day is not hypocrisy, but unconscious unreality.
IN one of Ralph Connor’s books be tells a story of Gwen. Gwen was a wild, wilful lassie and one who had always been accustomed to having her own way. Then one day she met with a terrible accident which crippled her for life. She became very rebellious and in the murmuring state she was visited by the Sky Pilot, as the missionary among the mountaineers was termed. He told her the parable of the canyon. “At first there were no canyons, but only the broad, open prairie. One day the Master of the Prairie, walking over his great lawns, where were only grasses, asked the Prairie, ‘Where are your flowers?’ and the Prairie said, ‘Master I have no seeds.’ “Then he spoke to the birds, and they carried seeds of every kind of flower and strewed them far and wide, and soon the prairie bloomed with crocuses and roses and buffalo beans and the yellow crowfoot and the wild sunflowers and the red lilies all summer long. Then the Master came and was well pleased; but he missed the flowers he loved best of all, and he said to the Prairie: ‘Where are the clematis and the columbine, the sweet violets and wind-flowers, and all the ferns and flowering shrubs?’ “And again he spoke to the birds, and again they carried all the seeds and scattered them far and wide. But, again, when the Master came he could not find the flowers he loved best of all, and he said: “ ‘Where are those my sweetest flowers?’ and the Prairie cried sorrowfully: “ ‘Oh, Master, I cannot keep the flowers, for the winds sweep fiercely, and the sun beats upon my breast, and they wither up and fly away.’ “Then the Master spoke to the Lightning, and with one swift blow the Lightning cleft the Prairie to the heart. And the Prairie rocked and groaned in agony, and for many a day moaned bitterly over the black, jagged, gaping wound. “But the river poured its waters through the cleft, and carried down deep black mould, and once more the birds carried seeds and strewed them in the canyon. And after a long time the rough rocks were decked out with soft mosses and trailing vines, and all the nooks were hung with clematis and columbine, and great elms lifted their huge tops high up into the sunlight, and down about their feet clustered the low cedars and balsams, and everywhere the violets and wind-flower and maiden-hair grew and bloomed, till the canyon became the Master’s favorite place for rest and peace and joy.” Then the Sky Pilot read to her: “The fruit—I’ll read ‘flowers’—of the Spirit are love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness—and some of these grow only in the canyon.” “Which are the canyon flowers?” asked Gwen softly, and the Pilot answered: “Gentleness, meekness, longsuffering; but though the others, love, joy, peace, bloom in the open, yet never with so rich a bloom and so sweet a perfume as in the canyon.” For a long time Gwen lay quite still, and then said wistfully, while her lips trembled: “There are no flowers in my canyon, but only ragged rocks.” “Some day they will bloom, Gwen dear; the Master will find them, and we, too, shall see them.” Beloved, when you come to your canyon, remember!
‘And it came to pass about an eight days after these sayings, he took Peter and John and James, and went up into a mountain to pray.’ Luke 9:28 SUGGESTED FURTHER READING: Luke 2:25–38
The Lord always accepts his people that wait simply upon him, though visits resembling what is here recorded are vouchsafed but now and then. The disciples were constantly with Jesus and often attended him when praying, but they only saw him transfigured once. He has many ways of doing us good besides that of giving sensible comfort. A season of special consolation is often near at hand when least expected, and therefore while we are waiting in the use of means, we have cause to be expecting good from the Lord—for he has not said to any, Seek ye me in vain [Isaiah 45:19]. They that live without prayer are out of the way of peace and comfort. You must not charge the Lord foolishly; if you seek him you shall find him—if you neglect him, the fault is your own. It is a dismal state to be prayerless. Why, are you not afraid to close your eyes at night, or to go out of your houses in the morning? FOR MEDITATION: When my prayers are a burden and task, I have heard of thy wonderful name, No wonder I little receive; How great and exalted thou art; O LORD, make me willing to ask, But ah! I confess to my shame, Since thou art so ready to give It faintly impresses my heart: Although I am bought with thy blood, The beams of thy glory display, And all thy salvation is mine; As PETER once saw thee appear; At a distance from thee my chief good, That transported like him I may say, I wander, and languish, and pine. ‘It is good for my soul to be here.’
But if thou hast appointed me still, To wrestle, and suffer, and fight;
Oh make me resigned to thy will, For all thine appointments are right:
This mercy, at least, I entreat, That knowing how vile I have been,
I with MARY may wait at thy feet, And weep o’er the pardon of sin.
SERMON SERIES: ON THE TRANSFIGURATION, NO. 2 [5/5], LUKE 9:28
This is my personal collection of thoughts and writings, mainly from much smarter people than I, which challenge me in my discipleship walk. Don't rush by these thoughts, but ponder them.
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