As gold is the most precious among the metals,
so is faith among the graces. Faith cuts
us off from the wild olive of nature, and grafts us into Christ. Faith is the vital artery of the soul: “The
just shall live by his faith” (Hab. 2:4). Such as are destitute of faith may breathe,
but they lack life. Faith enlivens the
graces; not a grace stirs till faith sets it working.
Faith is
to the soul what the animal spirits are to the body, exciting lively
activity in it. Faith excites
repentance. When I believe God’s love to me, this makes me weep that I should
sin against so good a God. Faith is the
mother of hope; first we believe the promise, then we hope for it. Faith is the oil which feeds the lamp of
hope. Faith and hope are two turtle-dove
graces; take away one, and the other languishes.
If the sinews are cut, the body is lame; if this
sinew of faith is cut, hope is lame.
Faith is the ground of patience; he who
believes that God is his God, and that all providences work for his good,
patiently yields himself to the will of God.
Thus faith is a living principle.
And the
life of a saint is nothing but a life of faith. His prayer is the breathing of faith (Jas.
Faith is a
catholicon—a remedy against all
troubles. It is a godly man’s
sheet-anchor that he casts out into the
Use: Let us test ourselves
by this characteristic. Alas, how far
from being godly are those who are destitute of faith! Such are altogether drowned in sense. Most men are spiritually purblind; they can
only see just before them (2 Pet. 1:9).
I have read of a people who are born with one eye. Such are they who are born with the eye of
reason, but lack the eye of faith, who, because they do not see God with bodily
eyes, do not believe in a god. They may as well not believe they have souls,
because being spirits they cannot be seen.
Oh, where is he who lives in the heights, who
has gone into the upper region and sees “things not seen” (Heb.
It was a grave and serious comment of Mr. Greenham, that he feared not papism,
but atheism would be
Faith and
love are the two poles on which all religion turns. A true saint is carried in that chariot, “the
midst whereof is paved with love” (Song
“Saw ye him whom my
soul loveth?” (Song 3:3). The pious soul loves God and therefore
thirsts for him. The more he has of God,
the more still he desires. A sip of the
wine of the Spirit whets the appetite for more.
The soul loves God and therefore rejoices to think “of his appearing” (2
Tim. 4:8). He loves him and therefore
longs to be with him. Christ was in
Paul’s heart, and Paul would be in Christ’s bosom (Phil.
A godly
man loves God, though he is reduced to straits.
A
mother and her nine-year-old child were about to die of hunger. The child looked at its mother and said,
“Mother, do you think God will starve us?”
“No, child,” said the mother, “he will not.” The child replied, “But if
he does, we must love him, and serve him.”
Use: Let us test our
godliness by this touch-stone: Do we love God?
Is he our treasure and center?
Can we, with David, call God our “joy”, yes, our “exceeding joy” (Psa. 43:4)? Do we
delight in drawing near to him, and “come before his presence with singing” (Psa. 100:2)? Do we
love him for his beauty more than his jewels? Do we love him, when he seems not
to love us?
If this be the sign of a godly man, how few will
be found in the number! Where is the man
whose heart is dilated in love to God?
Many court him, but few love him.
People are for the most part eaten up with self-love; they love their
ease, their worldly profit, their lusts, but they do not have a drop of love to
God. If they loved God, would they he so
willing to be rid of him? “They say unto God, Depart from us” (Job
Excerpted
and edited from The Godly Man’s Picture.