The verse of Scripture that converted Spurgeon from sin to the Saviour was: "Look unto Me, and be ye saved, all the ends of the earth: for I am God, and there is none else" (Isa. 45:22). Later, Spurgeon said, "I looked at Him, and He looked at me, and we became ONE forever!" From the moment of his conversion, Spurgeon began confessing the One who had saved him. "The moment I came out of that little chapel wherein I found the Saviour, I wanted to tell out my tale of joy!" Anywhere, everywhere, confess Him and His mightiness to save!—Walter B. Knight.
I remember when I was a little boy, how my mother would draw me to her knee and speak to me so solemnly of the importance of trusting the Lord Jesus Christ as my Saviour, and I would say, "Well, Mamma, I would like to do it, but the boys will all laugh at me." Mother used to say, "Harry, remember, they may laugh you into hell, but they can never laugh you out of it." And oh, how that used to go home to me, and it stayed with me all through the years! Yes, men may sneer and ridicule and not understand us as we come out for Christ, but after all, His is the only approval worth having. —From "Addresses on the Gospel of John," by H. A. Ironside.
Two A.T.S. girls went to an Open Air Forces meeting. "I am a Christian," said one of the girls, "but I am not very open about it. Is it not possible to pray in bed?" "Possible, yes, but it is no testimony to others, is it?" The second girl added, "Well, I am not a Christian, but I am interested. There was a girl in my room who knelt at her bedside every night, and the first time I saw her do it I cried myself to sleep." Both those girls returned to barracks that night, not only trusting the Lord Jesus as Saviour, but determined to confess Him. —In British Camps.
Three new pupils had been received into the Argentine Mission School. I suggested that we spend a few minutes in personal testimony, intimating that each should tell when she had given herself to Jesus, and saying that I had done so myself at the age of fourteen. At that word I noticed a quick flash of intelligence pass over the face of one of the new girls, followed instantly by a very serious expression that continued until it came her turn to "take the word." I asked, "Are you a Christian, Deolindo?" There was a doubtful nod in response, so I varied the question. "Have you given yourself to God?" This was answered by a decidedly more positive nod. "Do you realize that Jesus is your Saviour, and that you are God's child?" All at once the black eyes flashed for joy, the whole face was transfigured, and the nod was accompanied by a soft, "Si, Senora." "Since when?" I asked, my own heart filled with gladness. "Since now," was the unequivocal answer. And from that hour she set herself definitely and joyfully to prepare herself for a life work in His service.—Christian Endeavor World.
Abigail early learned to trust the Lord Jesus. When she was five years old her mother was taken ill, and given up to die. The child prayed for her mother's life to be spared until she had confessed Christ. The Lord answered her prayer and her mother got well. Then Satan tempted Abigail not to tell her mother she was saved. "The minute you confess Christ she will die," he whispered.
So for two years her lips were closed. But one day she heard a little crossing sweeper girl singing, "I do believe, I do believe, that Jesus died for me." The girl's question, "Do you believe it?" led Abigail to the joyful confession.—Sunday School Times.
Frederick the Great said: "I have just lost a great battle, and it was entirely my own fault." Bacon, in more trying circumstances, said: "I do plainly and ingenuously confess that I am guilty of corruption, and so renounce all defense; I beseech our lordship to be merciful to a broken reed." These are worthy examples for us to follow, as there is need. And never shall we be greater than when some day, we say to God and men: "I have been mistaken," or, "I have sinned."
"Against Thee, Thee only, have I sinned" (Psalm 51:4).
David never spake greater words than these. They betokened a victory over his soul and spirit beside which all other of his victories, whether against Goliath or the nations about him, were not to be compared. Someone has said, "Next to not committing sin is confessing sin." Another has said, "The three hardest words in the English language are, `I was mistaken,"' which in some cases may be just another way of saying, "I have sinned." Pride, self-respect, consideration of position and supposed usefulness in the world cry out against confession of any kind. But God says: "If we confess our sins"; and again. "Confess your faults one to another." It is between these opposing voices that is found the conflict; and this was the battle which David fought and won.
David's victory is the great need of the day. People have lost the sense of sin, and hence, the sense of the need of confessing sin. As a result we have atrophy of spiritual life in individuals and in organizations. The terrible result of this is, loss of power because of the loss of the presence of God in power. "If I regard iniquity in my heart, the Lord will not hear me," and this is true for the individual and the collection of individuals. David was a man after God's own heart—not in perfection, but in such soul loyalty as led to the confession of imperfection. —Sunlight for the Young.
A girl in a fashionable home was brought to Christ, and for several years witnessed faithfully to Him. Then she was invited to stay with relatives whom she scarcely knew, and whom she had never seen; and she resolved she would not speak of her Lord, nor obtrude her religion. On the day she was to leave for home, an attractive and accomplished lady, a leader in society, while walking alone with her, suddenly said—"Where is your sister, and why didn't she come? I mean your religious sister: it was because I heard she was coming that I came; I am sick of my empty life, and longed to talk to a real Christian." With shame she had to confess that she had no sister.— King's Herald.
There is a strange old tower which carries a large clock face without any hands to show the hour. The clock is still good and sound. It is regularly wound up every week and has been going for many years; but either from an ancient superstition connected with it, or prophecy regarding it, the hands on the outside of the dial were long ago removed and have never been replaced. So there it stands—a clock with no outward sign whatever of its being so—a thing that might be a blessing to all the town, but an absolutely useless thing that does good to nobody!
Alas, how many Christian souls with the grace of God really within them show little or nothing of that grace to any outside eye. Let us seek grace that we may always reflect our Father's image and bring glory to Him.—The Gospel Herald.