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Sept. 26 — AMONG THE REDEEMED
Num. 23:9
Sept. 26
AMONG THE REDEEMED
"Lo, the people shall dwell alone, and shall not be reckoned among
the nations" Num. 23:9
Who would wish to dwell among the nations, and to be numbered with
them? Why, even the professing church is such that to follow the Lord
fully within its bounds is very difficult. There is such a mingling
and mixing that one often sighs for "a lodge in some vast wilderness."
Certain it is that the Lord would have His people follow a
separated path as to the world, and come out decidedly and distinctly
from it. We are set apart by the divine decree, purchase, and calling,
and our inward experience has made us greatly to differ from men of
the world; and therefore our place is not in their Vanity Fair, nor in
their City of Destruction, but in the narrow way where all true
pilgrims must follow their Lord.
This may not only reconcile us to the world's cold shou…
Morning, September 26
Go To Evening Reading
“The myrtle trees that were in the bottom.”
Zechariah 1:8
The vision in this chapter describes the condition of Israel in Zechariah’s day; but being interpreted in its aspect towards us, it describes
the Church of God as we find it now in the world. The Church is compared
to a myrtle grove flourishing in a valley. It is hidden , unobserved, secreted; courting no honour and attracting no observation
from the careless gazer. The Church, like her head, has a glory, but
it is concealed from carnal eyes, for the time of her breaking forth
in all her splendour is not yet come. The idea of tranquil security is also suggested to us: for the myrtle grove in the valley is still
and calm, while the storm sweeps over the mountain summits. Tempests
spend their force upon the craggy peaks of the Alps, but down yonder
where flows the stream which …
Evening, September 26
Go To Morning Reading
“Howl, fir tree, for the cedar is fallen.”
Zechariah 11:2
When in the forest there is heard the crash of a falling oak, it is
a sign that the woodman is abroad, and every tree in the whole company
may tremble lest to-morrow the sharp edge of the axe should find it
out. We are all like trees marked for the axe, and the fall of one
should remind us that for every one, whether great as the cedar, or
humble as the fir, the appointed hour is stealing on apace. I trust
we do not, by often hearing of death, become callous to it. May we
never be like the birds in the steeple, which build their nests when
the bells are tolling, and sleep quietly when the solemn funeral peals
are startling the air. May we regard death as the most weighty of
all events, and be sobered by its approach. It ill behoves us to sport
while our eternal destiny han…
