Part 49

§ 12. Our sufferings were but the consequences of our sinning, and in heaven they both shall cease together. We shall rest from all our doubts of God's love. It shall no more be said, that "Doubts are like the thistle, a bad weed, but growing in good ground."[165] They shall now be weeded out, and trouble the gracious soul no more. We shall hear that kind of language no more, "What shall I do to know my state? How shall I know that God is my Father? that my heart is upright? that conversion is true? that faith is sincere? I am afraid my sins are unpardoned; that all I do is hypocrisy; that God will reject me; that he does not hear my prayers." All this is there turned into praise. We shall rest from all sense of God's displeasure. Hell shall not be mixed with heaven. At times the gracious soul _remembered God, and was troubled; complained, and was overwhelmed, and refused to be comforted_; Divine _wrath lay hard upon him, and God afflicted him with all his waves_.[166] But that blessed day shall convince us, that though God _hid his face from us for a moment_, yet _with everlasting kindness will he have mercy on us_.[167] We shall rest from all _temptations of Satan_. What a grief is it to a Christian, though he yield not to the temptation, yet to be solicited to deny his Lord? What a torment, to have such horrid motions made to his soul? such blasphemous ideas presented to his imagination? Sometimes cruel thoughts of God, undervaluing thoughts of Christ, unbelieving thoughts of Scripture, or injurious thoughts of Providence? To be tempted sometimes to turn to present things, to play with the baits of sin, and venture on the delights of flesh, and sometimes to atheism itself? Especially when we know the treachery of our own hearts, ready, as tinder, to take fire, as soon as one of these sparks shall fall upon them? Satan hath power here to tempt us _in the wilderness_, but he entereth not _the holy city_; he may _set us on a pinnacle of the temple_ in the _earthly Jerusalem_, but the _new Jerusalem_ he may not approach; he may _take us up into an exceeding high mountain_, but the _Mount Sion_ he cannot ascend; and if he could, _all the kingdoms of the world and the glory of them_,[168] would be a despised bait to a soul possessed of the kingdom of our Lord. No, 'tis in vain for Satan to offer a tempation more.—All our _temptations from the world and the flesh_ shall also cease. O the hourly dangers that we here walk in! Every sense, and member, is a snare; every creature, every mercy, and every duty, is a snare to us. We can scarce open our eyes, but we are in danger of envying those above us, or despising those below us; of coveting the honors and riches of some, or beholding the rags and beggary of others with pride and unmercifulness. If we see beauty, 'tis a bait to lust; if deformity, to loathing and disdain. How soon do slanderous reports, vain jests, wanton speeches, creep into the heart! How constant and strong a watch does our appetite require! Have we comeliness and beauty? What fuel for pride! Are we deformed? What an occasion of repining! Have we strength of reason, and gifts of learning? O how prone to be puffed up, hunt after applause, and despise our brethren! Are we unlearned! How apt then to despise what we have not! Are we in places of authority? How strong is the temptation to abuse our trust, make our will our law, and cut out all the enjoyments of others by the rules and model of our own interest and policy! Are we inferiors? How prone to grudge at others' pre-eminence, and bring their actions to the bar of our judgment! Are we rich, and not too much exalted? Are we poor, and not discontented? Are we not lazy in our duties, or make a Christ of them? Not that God hath made all these things our snares; but through our own corruption they become so to us. Ourselves are the greatest snare to ourselves. This is our comfort, our rest will free us from all these. As Satan hath no entrance there, so neither hath any thing to serve his malice! but all things there shall join with us in the high praises of our great Deliverer.—As we rest from the temptations, we shall likewise from _the abuses and persecutions of the world_. The prayers of _the souls under the altar_ will then be answered, and God will _avenge their blood on them that dwell on the earth_.[169] _This_ is the time for crowning with thorns; _that_ for crowning with glory. _Now, all that will live godly in Christ Jesus, shall suffer persecution_;[170] _then_ they _that suffered with him_, shall _be glorified with him_.[171] _Now_ we must _be hated of all men for Christ's name's sake_.[172] _Then_ Christ will _be admired in his saints_ that were thus hated.[173] _We are_ here _made a spectacle unto the world, and to angels, and to men; as the filth of the world, and the off-scouring of all things_;[174] _men separate us from their company, and reproach us, and cast out our names as evil_:[175] But we shall then be as much gazed at for our glory; and they will be shut out of the church of the saints, and separated from us, whether they will or not. We can now scarce pray in our families, or sing praises to God, but our voice is a vexation to them: how must it torment them then, to see us praising and rejoicing, while they are howling and lamenting! You, brethren, who can now attempt no work of God, without losing the love of the world, consider you shall have none in heaven but will further your work, and join heart and voice with you in your everlasting joy and praise. Till then, _possess ye your souls in patience_.[176] Bind all reproaches as a crown to your heads. Esteem them greater riches than the world's treasures. _It is a righteous thing with God, to recompense tribulation to them that trouble you; and to you, who are troubled, rest with Christ._[177]—We shall then rest from all our sad divisions, and unchristian quarrels with one another. How lovingly do thousands live together in heaven, who lived at variance upon earth! There is no contention, because none of this pride, ignorance, or other corruption. There is no plotting to strengthen our party, nor deep designing against our brethren. If there be sorrow or shame in heaven, we shall then be both sorry and ashamed to remember all this carriage on earth; as Joseph's brethren were to behold him, when they remembered their former unkind usage. Is it not enough that all the world is against us, but we must also be against one another? O happy days of persecution, which drove us together in love, whom the sunshine of liberty and prosperity crumbles into dust by our contentions! O happy day of the saint's rest in glory, when, as there is one God, one Christ, one Spirit, so we shall have one heart, one church, one employment for ever!—We shall then rest from our participation of our brethren's sufferings. The church on earth is a mere hospital; some groaning under a dark understanding, some under an insensible heart, some languishing under unfruitful weakness, and some bleeding for miscarriages and wilfulness, some crying out of their poverty, some groaning under pains and infirmities, and some bewailing a whole catalogue of calamities. But a far greater grief it is, to see our dearest and most intimate friends turned aside from the truth of Christ, continuing their neglect of Christ and their souls, and nothing will awaken them out of their security: To look on an ungodly father or mother, brother or sister, wife or husband, child or friend, and think how certainly they shall be in hell for ever, if they die in their present unregenerate state: To think of the gospel departing, the glory taken from our Israel, poor souls left willingly dark and destitute, and blowing out the light that should guide them to salvation! Our day of rest will free us from all this, _and the days of mourning shall be ended_; then _thy people_, O Lord, _shall be all righteous; they shall inherit the land for ever, the branch of thy planting, the work of thy hands, that thou mayest be glorified_.[178]—Then we shall rest from all our own personal sufferings. This may seem a small thing to those that live in ease and prosperity; but to the daily afflicted soul it makes the thoughts of heaven delightful. O the dying life we now live! as full of sufferings as of days and hours! Our Redeemer leaves this measure of misery upon us, to make us know for what we are beholden, to mind us of what we should else forget, to be serviceable to his wise and gracious designs, and advantageous to our full and final recovery. Grief enters at every sense, seizes every part and power of flesh and spirit. What noble part is there, that suffereth its pain or ruin alone? But sin and flesh, dust and pain, will all be left behind together. O the blessed tranquillity of that region, where there is nothing but sweet, continued peace! O healthful place, where none are sick! O fortunate land, where all are kings! O holy assembly, where all are priests! How free a state, where none are servants, but to their supreme Monarch! The poor man shall no more be tired with his labors: _No more hunger or thirst_, cold or nakedness: No pinching frosts or scorching heats. Our faces shall no more be pale or sad: No more breaches in friendship, nor parting of friends asunder; no more trouble accompanying our relations, nor voice of lamentation heard in our dwellings: _God shall wipe away all tears from our eyes_.[179] O my soul, bear with the infirmities of thine earthly tabernacle; it will be thus but a little while; _the sound of_ thy Redeemer's _feet is even at the door_.—We shall also rest from all _the toil of duties_. The conscientious magistrate, parent, and minister, cries out, "O the burden that lieth upon me!" Every relation, state, age, hath variety of duties; so that every conscientious Christian cries out, "O the burden! O my weakness, that makes it burdensome!" But our remaining rest will ease us of the burdens.—Once more we shall rest from all those troublesome afflictions which necessarily accompany our absence from God. The trouble that is mixt in our desires and hopes, our longings and waitings, shall then cease. We shall no more look into our cabinet, and miss our treasure; into our hearts, and miss our Christ; no more seek him from ordinance to ordinance; but all be concluded in a most full and blessed enjoyment.