You and I are in little (our sins excepted) what God
is in large.
Being made in His image we
have within us the capacity to know Him.
In
our sins we lack only the power.
The
moment the Spirit has quickened us to life in regeneration our whole
being senses its kinship to God and leaps up in joyous recognition.
That is the heavenly birth without which we
cannot see the Kingdom of God.
It is,
however, not an end but an inception, for now begins the glorious
pursuit, the heart’s happy exploration of the infinite riches of the
Godhead.
That is where we begin, I say,
but where we stop no man has yet discovered, for there is in the awful
and mysterious depths of the Triune God neither limit nor end.
Shoreless
Ocean, who can sound Thee?
Thine own
eternity is round Thee,
Majesty
divine!
To have found God and still to pursue Him is the soul’s
paradox of love, scorned indeed by the too-easily-satisfied
religionist, but justified in happy experience by the children of the
burning heart. St. Bernard stated this
holy paradox in a musical quatrain that will be instantly understood by
every worshipping soul:
We taste
Thee, O Thou Living Bread,
And long to
feast upon Thee still:
We drink of
Thee, the Fountainhead
And thirst
our souls from Thee to fill.
Come near to
the holy men and women of the past and you will soon feel the heat of
their desire after God. They mourned for
Him, they prayed and wrestled and sought for Him day and night, in
season and out, and when they had found Him the finding was all the
sweeter for the long seeking. Moses
used the fact that he knew God as an argument for knowing Him better. “Now, therefore, I pray thee, if I have found
grace in thy sight, show me now thy way, that I may know thee, that I
may find grace in thy sight.” And from
there he rose to make the daring request, “I beseech thee, show me thy
glory.” God was frankly pleased by this
display of ardour, and the next day called Moses into the mount, and
there in solemn procession made all His glory pass before him.
David’s
life was a torrent of spiritual desire, and his psalms ring with the
cry of the seeker and the glad shout oft he finder. Paul
confessed the mainspring of his life to be his burning desire after
Christ. “That I may know Him,” was the
goal of his heart, and to this he sacrificed everything. “Yea
doubtless, and I count all things but loss for the excellency of the
knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord: for whom I have suffered the loss of
all things, and do count them but refuse, that I may win Christ”
(Philippians 3:8).
Hymnody is sweet with the longing after God, the God whom,
while the singer seeks, he knows he has already found.
“His track I see and I’ll pursue,” sang our fathers only a
short generation ago, but that song is heard no more in the great
congregation. How tragic that we in this
dark day have had our seeking done for us by our teachers.
Everything is made to center upon the initial act of
“accepting” Christ (a term, incidentally, which is not found in the
Bible) and we are not expected thereafter to crave any further
revelation of God to our souls. We have
been snared in the coils of a spurious logic which insists that if we
have found Him we need no more seek Him. This
is set before us as the last