The Impasse
The law’s righteous
requirements are a wall too high to scale.
Many souls have endeavored and
shrunk back hands limp and pale.
For to be reconciled to Him
whose image in oneself has been desecrated
Lies before this impasse. For
in the arm of flesh who has ever been consecrated?
The Spirit has
reveal that one’s sin was so great
That in
comparison to His perfect holiness, there could be only one fate.
What is more?
Judgment and wrath loomed imminently overhead.
And thus would
the soul enter into a place where too short to lie upon was the bed.
Then came
Divine Providence, the drawing hand of this heavenly Father.
For the clay of
this thorny rocky soil was into good soil turned by the gardening Potter.
Then came the
Word, the royal seed, which took root, was well-grounded, and thus to
perfection brought forth fruit.
And thus the
impasse was crossed through the holy sacrifice of blood, and reconciliation
followed suit.
These are those
sacred events which have regenerated now holy souls.
The bottomless
chasm of God-hating rebellion was in one moment removed by burning majestic
coals.
Consider, wise
ones, what constituted the soul of the one with good soil
Lest by
carelessness, cares, riches, and tribulation the granted removing of the
impasse, this plan, your adversary foil.
Good soil: the
heart had seen that there was indeed an impasse.
That in one’s
own devices, assets, powers, possessions, and strength, into hell’s lake, would
he justly be cast.
Thus the heart
could not lean upon its own understanding.
And into the
ocean of relentless humility, the soul was every temptation to glory-in-flesh
withstanding.
And so the
heart the WORD understood, to it, persevered and held fast.
As to a light
shining in a dark place the soul placed attention till was finished the
impasse-crossing task
But those
saints who have persevered have come to know
That many
impasses were to follow and lie still ahead threatening woe.
They are the
prowling of the roaring lion, the raging besetting sins of the flesh.
The impasse
would arise yet again and again, and must be crossed in the same way to enter
His rest
Novel and
greater impasses yet lie ahead
Yet novel and
greater glory and grace to be revealed would be if the soul stayed connected to
Christ, the Head.
Thus to
maintain that impasse-acknowledging heart of good soil
We do endeavor
to see another revelation of salvific power, as we with our lamps carry this
moral filth-dissolving oil.
Oh beloved saints,
whatever impasse you do now face, yes, these giants that threaten to remove our
eternal inheritance
Know that a
converting gift of an atoning miracle He can to you provide for He may from His
wrath yet relent.
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