One Thing
Needful.
"One thing thou lackest." - MARK x.
21.
IT is not raw recruits, beardless boys, that are thrown
into the fiery breach, or placed in the front of battle. On the contrary, where
the bullets fly the thickest, and the carnage rages fiercest, the ground is
held by veterans - men that, inured to war, and familiar with the sight of
blood, the flash of steel, and the roar of cannon, wear stern determination on
their faces, and scars and medals on their breasts. The post of danger is
assigned to veterans. Heavy burdens are for the back, not of boys, but men.
This is common sense; and to deal otherwise were to deal unwisely and unfairly.
It were little else than murder to bid a boy who had just left his
mothers side, nor set foot before on a deck, climb the shrouds to reef
the top-sails in a storm, when masts bent to the breaking, and the ship was
reeling down into the trough of the sea. What man who loved his son, and
possessed sense and consideration, would put inexperienced youth to so severe a
trial?
Why, then, since Jesus really loved the young ruler, did he try him
in a way that would have put the faith of the oldest Christian to the strain?
Samsons hair is left time to grow; nor is it till his shoulders are
covered with flowing locks that he has to confront the shaggy lion. He is grown
to manhood before he is called to the work, not of one, but of a thousand men.
But here Christ calls one young in years, and younger still in his regard to
himself, to undertake a gigantic task; and when the boy who, so to speak, has
never seen the flash of steel before, is ordered to the front - into the very
thick of the fight, and shrinks back, I confess that at first sight I wonder
less at that, than that Jesus should have exposed a stripling to so sore a
trial. Let the best and oldest Christian imagine himself in this young
mans circumstances! Suppose his case to be yours! Think how you would
feel were you suddenly called on to give away all the earnings of a life-time
or to part with an ancestral estate - the old house, the old trees, the lands
that had been in your family for many generations - or to leave a pleasant
home, the scenes of your boyhood, the society of dear friends, reputation,
wealth, rank, to descend at a step into the condition of a beggar; and follow
the fortunes of a man himself so poor, that he had not a place where to lay his
head. Would not that make the boldest of us hesitate ; the strongest stagger?
It was a dreadful trial. How many of us could stand it, God only knows! But if
any look more with scorn than sympathy on this faltering youth, I do not; and
such as feel quite confident that they would have acted a nobler part would do
well to remember the warning "Let not him that putteth on his armour boast as
he that putteth it off."
"Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy
laden, and I will give you rest - Take my yoke upon you, for it is easy; and my
burden, for it is light," said our blessed Lord. Most gracious words! And what
object could this loving Saviour have in laying what appeared so heavy a burden
on the back of this youth? It was his real good. It was not to break the back
of the man, but of his pride. It was not to repel, but to attract him; not to
quench the smoking flax, but to blow it into a flame. By the use of a test
whereby he might be convinced that he was not what he seemed to others, nor
even to himself, our Lord sought to bring him to a true knowledge of himself;
and that, in fact, so far as genuine faith and piety were concerned, these
words were true of him, "One thing thou lackest."
I. How important one thing may be.
The want of
one thing may make void the presence of all things else. Lacking its mainspring
- which is but one thing - a watch with jewels, wheels, pinions, and beautiful
mechanism, the finest watch indeed that was ever made, is of no more use than a
stone. A sundial without its gnomen, as it is called, times iron finger
that throws its shadow on the circling hours - but one thing also - is as
useless in broad day as in the blackest night. A ship may be built of the
strongest oak, with masts of the stoutest pine, and manned by the best officers
and crew, but I sail not in her if she lacks one thing - that trembling needle
which a child running about the deck might fancy a toy; on that plaything, as
it looks, the safety of all on board depends - lacking that, but one thing, the
ship shall be their coffin, and the deep sea their grave. It is thus with true
piety, with living faith. That one thing wanting, the greatest works, the
costliest sacrifices, and the purest life, are of no value in the sight of God
- are null and void.
Still further, to impress you with the valuelessness
of every thing without true piety, and show how its presence imparts such worth
to a believers life and labours, as to make his mites weigh more than
other mens millions, and his cup of cold water more precious than their
cups of gold - let me borrow an illustration from arithmetic. Write down a line
of cyphers! You may add thousands, multiplying them till the sheets they fill
cover the face of earth and heaven, they express nothing; and are worth
nothing. Now take the lowest number of the ten, the smallest digit ; and place
that at their head - magic never wrought such a change! What before amounted to
nothing rises instantly by the addition of one figure, one stroke of the pen,
into thousands, or millions, as the case may be; and whether they represent
pounds or pearls, how great is the sum of them! Such power resides in true
faith - in genuine piety.
It may be the lowest piety - but one degree above
zero; it may be the love of smoking flax ; the hope of a bruised reed; the
faith of a mustard seed; the hesitating, faltering confidence of him who cried,
"Lord, I believe, help thou mine unbelief." Still, so soon as it is inwrought
by the Spirit of God, it changes the whole aspect of a mans life and the
whole prospect of his eternity. It is that one important thing, wanting which,
however amiable, moral, said even apparently religious we may be, our Lord
addresses us, as he did the young ruler, saying, "One thing thou lackest." Sad
to say, the one thing lacking is the one thing needful.
This interesting
and alarming case suggests two or three cautions, which we would do well to
ponder and attend to. Our heart being by nature deceitful above all things, and
desperately wicked, we are prone to say, Peace, peace, when there is no peace
to be found; and I pray you, therefore, to observe -
II. That we may be amiable without being
religious.
It is sad to find grace associated in some Christian people with
an unkindly, uncharitable, sour, severe, stern, or sullen temper. It should not
be so. It presents a most unhappy and incongruous conjunction - one that, to
borrow the wise mans figure, is "like a jewel in a swines snout."
If the worlds enmity to God and his image is such that a Christian is not
a man loved, be it so; but let him be lovely and loving - let him be like
Christ! What a lovely example his! Into whose eye did Jesus ever bring a tear;
in whose pillow one thorn? The very look he bore bred hope in the bosom of
despair, and invited the guiltiest to his feet. The voice that ruled the wild
elements of nature was low and sweet to win the confidence of childhood; and he
who was more than a man among men became a child to children. Ready to serve
all, he had tears for them that wept, and ears for them that begged; a helping
hand for such as needed, and forgiveness for such as sinned; peace for a
weeping Magdalene; prayers for murderers; paradise for a dying thief; and for
all that suffered such ready sympathy, that on his visit to Bethany, after
Lazarus death, Martha, never doubting it, passionately exclaimed, "If
thou hadst been here my brother had not died." Well did a woman, as she hung on
his lips, drink in his words; and looking up into a face where human mildness
was blended with divine majesty, raise her hands to exclaim, "Blessed is the
womb that bare thee, and the paps which thou hast sucked."
His life is a
picture not to admire only, but to copy; a pattern to imitate by constant
attention to such counsels as these: Be courteous; be merciful; forgiving and
forbearing with one another; be kindly affectionate toward one another in
brotherly love; condescend to those that are of low estate ; let not the sun go
down upon your wrath; let no wrath, or malice, or evil speaking, proceed out of
your mouth; love one another, as I have loved you; love is of God, and every
one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God. Alas! that Christians should,
as thay often do, mar the appearance and impair the influence of their piety by
neglecting these beautiful rules! They shine; but like a lamp where the flame
gleams dimly through foul and smoky glass. John Baptist was not only a burning
but a shining light; and we should never forget the emphatic word of this
saying - "Let your light so shine" - shine so bright, with such a smokeless
flame, through a life of such transparent purity - "that others seeing your
good works may glorify your Father which is in heaven."
Though to be
lamented, it is not to be denied, that grace has a hard struggle in some with a
naturally harsh, imperious, uncharitable temper. If I sought among good men,
not a resemblance, but in one aspect a contrast, to our Lord himself, I find in
Jonah, as he stands here in Scripture, rather a beacon to warn men off, than a
light to guide them on. Though a great sinner, and one who had experienced much
mercy and a most remarkable deliverance from death at the hand of God, see how
that stern and gloomy man can calmly contemplate the destruction of Nineveh,
with its six score thousand children who knew not their right hand from their
left! The city is spared ; and now, lest his reputation should sustain some
injury, and he, forsooth, be accounted a false prophet, he frets and fumes!
What is man? What a pitiable exhibition this, of pride and selfishness! It has
led some to doubt whether, with such an ungenial and ungracious temper, he did
not belong to the Balaam order of prophets - whether he was really a true man
of God. We feel no such doubt. Still his case proves how much the grace of God
has sometimes to contend with; how much it has to overcome; and how true the
saying, Grace will live where neither you nor I could. Grace living in
Jonahs heart appears a greater wonder thai Jonah living in the
whales belly; and his final deliverance from a temper so proud and rugged
was, at least, as great a miracle as when the monster, cleaving its way through
the deep, struck the shore and vomited him out safe on dry land. No true
Christian shall die, and therefore no true Christian thould be content to live
with such dispositions, and in such a state; for though fruit when first formed
be green and sour, it always sweetens as it ripens, and mellows to its fall.
All whom God justifies, he will certainly, sooner or later sanctify. While
saving grace, as is shewn by the case of Jonah, may be found where there is a
sad want of natural graces, as they are called, on the other hand, these have
adorned many who were entire strangers to the grace of God. Beware of
confounding them: mistaking the one for the other; or imagining that natural
graces ever can compensate for the grace that is to salvation. We may be
possessed of much that is beautiful, without anything holy - presenting
features of character more or less analogous to those of nature. The moor with
bushes of golden gorse, the hills robed in purple, the woodlands where bright
sunbeams play on a carpet of many-coloured sorrel, hyacinths, and anemones, the
banks by the waterside fragrant with thyme, or studded with modest primroses -
these uncultivated wilds have beautiful flowers; and in affectionate parents,
sweet children, gentle sisters, loving brothers, kind acquaintances, and when a
mans back is at the wall, friends true as steel, our unsanctified nature
presents beautiful specimens of humanity. What an example of this, the man
before us! Yet turning his back on Christ, and going away sorrowful because he
had great possessions, how does he warn us that the sweetest, kindest,
gentlest, may want the one thing needful! However lovely and loved you may be,
and indeed deserve to be, except you are born again you cannot see the kingdom
of God.
III. There may be much moral
correctness without true religion.
To us there seems a wide difference
between the judge, with the robes of office on his back, mind in his eye, and
dignity in his mien, and that poor, pale, haggard wretch at the bar, who throws
stealthy glances around, and hangs his head with shame. Yet the difference that
looks so great to man may be very small in the eyes of God; and would look
small in ours if we knew the different upbringings and history of both. The
judge never knew what it was to want a meal; the felon often went cold and
hungry to bed. The one, sprung of wise, kind, reputable, and perhaps pious
parents, was early trained to good, and launched, with all the advantages of
school and college, on an honourable and high career; while the other, bred up
a stranger to the amenities of cultivated and Christian society, had no such
advantages. Born to misery, his struggles with misfortune and evil began at the
cradle. None ever took him by the hand to lead him to church or schoof. A child
of poverty, and the offspring of abandoned parents, he was taught no lesson but
how to swear, and lie, and drink, and cheat, and steal. The fact is, it is just
as difficult for some to be honest as it is easy for others. What merit has
that judge in his honesty? None. He had no temptation to be else than honest.
Ad so, I suspect, much of the morality of that unblemished character and decent
life in which many trust, saying to some poor guilty thing, "Stand aside, I am
holier than thou," and pluming themselves on this, that they have not sinned as
others have done - is due, less to their superior virtue, than to their more
favourable circumstances. Have they not sinned as others have done? I reply,
They have not been tempted as others have been. And so the difference between
many honest men and decent women on the one hand, and those on the other hand
on whom a brand of infamy has been burned and the key of a prison turned, may
be just the difference between the green branch on the tree and the white ashes
on the hearth. This is bathed in the dews of night and fanned by the breath of
heaven, while that, once as green, has been thrust into the burning fire - the
one has been tried in a way that the other has not. No doubt Gods grace
can preserve man in temptation as his presence did the bush that was wrapped in
flames and burned unconsumed. Not otherwise, however, can any be preserved.
Therefore it becomes us to be clothed with humility; ever praying, Lead us not
into temptation. "Let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he
fall."
Taking into account the fortunate and favourable circumstances in
which some are reared, we can thus explain this youths reply to our
Lords repetition of the commandments, "Master, all these have I observed
from my youth." A child of fortune, the heir of affluence, reared perhaps with
pious care, with a noble property to supply his wants, an honourable station to
sustain, and kind parents to win his affections, it is easy to account for his
observance of the law - such as it was. It did not require an element of divine
love in his heart, or of true piety in his character. His purse filled with
money, what temptation had he to steal? Blessed with an amiable temper, he had
none of those quick and fiery passions which explode into acts of violence, and
hurry others into unpremeditated crime, having the honour of a holy office to
sustain, no wonder that he was not addicted to the grosser sins! Possessing
kind affections, and blessed with indulgent parents, no wonder that he honours
them if living, and if dead, cherishes their memory and adorns their tomb.
This man did not know the spiritual nature of Gods law, and how is a
discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart, and how there may be
adultery in a look, theft in a desire, and murder in an angry passion.
Otherwise he had not replied, "Master, all these things have I observed from my
youth ;" but cried, Alas! alas! my Master, all these things have I broken, from
my youth - save me, I perish! And since, with affections so amiable, and a life
as fair as ever won the esteem of mankind, he yet lacked the one thing needful;
since he had nothing of godliness but a form of religion but an empty shell;
since the eye of Jesus, under his fair exterior, detected a selfish and
unregenerate heart, what need have we to try ourselves? Your temper may be
sweeter than Jonahs, still you may lack the one thing needful; your life
may be purer than Davids, still you may lack the one thing needful; you
may be more honest than one to whom a dying Saviour opened the gates of
Paradise, and a pattern of filial obedience, you may be able to say with the
elder brother of the prodigal, "Lo, these many years do I serve thee, neither
transgressed I at any time thy commandment," still you may lack the one thing
needful. This goodly exterior may be but the garish paint and odorous wrappings
of a mummy case; within, is only dust and death. Let a man, then, examine
himself, who may have still to be saved. Look within. Is the heart right with
God? Unless it is right, all is wrong. Nor only try yourselves, but ask the
Searcher of hearts to try you, crying, "0 Lord, search me, and try me, and see
if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting."
IV. We may feel some interest and even
anxiety about good things without true religion. In this case, the path, as we
advance, grows gloomier; the subject more solemn; the gate seems to straiten,
and the road becomes narrower that leads to eternal life. How much is there
here to alarm the careless, and to warn us all! Here is a man so amiable that
he won our Lords affections - "Jesus loved him," yet without saving
grace; here is a man of the highest nature, yet without saving grace; here is a
man repairing to the very fountain-head of life, seeking it in Christ, yet a
stranger to the grace of God - lost, forever lost, so far as we know or read in
Scripture. The curtain drops on him, with his face turned to the world, and his
back to heaven.
I look on. this as one of the most alarming cases in the
sacred record. How loudly it calls professing Christians to try the foundations
on which their hopes are resting! Are there not many who in their life, their
manners, their disposition and deportment, come far short of one who himself
came short of eternal life? and if he missed the prize, what feasible, possible
ground have they to hope for it? He had something, but they have nothing in
them for Jesus to love; nor can they in any sense whatever say, "Master, all
these things have I observed from my youth." If a man outwardly so good did not
get to heaven, then how are they to get there? "If these things were done in
the green tree, what shall be done in the dry ?" If the righteous, not like
this man the nominally, but the really righteous, those who have been washed in
the blood of the Son, and sanctified by the Spirit of God, are scarcely saved,
where shall the wicked and the ungodly appear? "Be not deceived, neither
fornicators, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor thieves, nor covetous, nor
drunkards, nor revilers, nor extortioners, shall inherit the kingdom of
God."
This ruler gave more apparent evidence of saving grace perhaps than
you do - than many certainly do who repair to the Lords table and bear an
excellent character in the church. Look at his earnestness! He did not postpone
to some more convenient period the concerns of his soul; on the contrary, these
engrossed his attention, and eagerly bent on this great object, like a man
thoroughly in earnest, engaged in an affair that brooked no delay, "he came
running to Christ." Look at his humility! A noble by birth, a ruler by office,
a man of high position and immense wealth, see him kneeling at the feet of one
who drew his first breath in a stable, and wandered the world so poor that he
had not a place, other than the cold ground, where to lay his head. Look at
this respect and reverence! Others called Jesus a glutton and wine-bibber, the
associate of publicans and friend of sinners; not so this man. He may call
others Rabbi, but the carpenters son and maligned of Pharisees, he
esteems and honours above all - Jesus is not Master merely, but good Master;
"Good Master," he says, "what shall I do to inherit eternal life ?" Then look
at the object he sought to grasp! Though possessed of everything this world
could afford, or its worshippers desire - a happy temper, the affection of
friends, a noble reputation, possessions greater than his wants, he felt a void
within that the world could not fill. Aspiring after honours which God only can
give, and seeking a house eternal in the heavens, he looks beyond this world;
and more than that, as if he knew the avenger was at his heels, and heard his
step and breathing close behind, see with what speed he runs to the City of
refuge! Yonder is Christ. He makes right for the crowd; dashes into it; elbows
his way through; and throwing himself at Jesus feet, cries, Good Master,
what shall I do to inherit eternal life? No wonder that the disciples, when
they saw such a man turn his back on Christ,. and heard our Lord pronounce it
easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to
enter the kingdom of heaven, were astonished out of measure; and said, Who then
can be saved? If this good ship does not make the harbour, what hope for
others?
"Who then can be saved ?" We are prepared to answer the question.
All, the greatest sinners, may be saved that seek what this young ruler lacked.
If a man, clinging to this wreck, will stay in it, he shall perish - sink with
the sinking ship. But accept the offer Christ makes of peace by the blood of
his cross, and you are saved; saved in spite of your riches, as well as of your
sins. This man went away sorrowful. But you may go away joyful; not gloomy but
glad; rejoicing in the Lord, and joying in the God of your salvation. Mercy to
pardon all your sins, and blood to cleanse your guilty souls, faith to believe
in Christ and grace to follow him, are at your acceptance. God makes a free
offer of them now. Close with it! Cast yourselves at the Saviours feet,
and you shall rise to say, Jesus! lead on! I follow. Farewell father and
mother; farewell brother and sister; farewell lover and friend; farewell riches
and reputation; farewell ease and indulgence. I accept this cross. Lead on,
Lord! where thou goest I will go; where thou lodgest, I will lodge; thy people
shall be my people, and thy God shall be my God.