Spurgeon: August AM
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"How long will it be ere they believe me?"
--Numbers 14:11
Strive with all diligence to keep out that monster
unbelief . It so dishonours Christ, that He will withdraw His
visible presence if we insult Him by indulging it. It is true it
is a weed, the seeds of which we an never entirely extract from
the soil, but we must aim at its root with zeal and
perseverance. Among hateful things it is the most to be
abhorred. Its injurious nature is so venomous that he that
exerciseth it and he upon whom it is exercised are both hurt
thereby. In thy case, O believer! it is most wicked, for the
mercies of thy Lord in the past, increase thy guilt in doubting
Him now. When thou dost distrust the Lord Jesus, He may well cry
out, "Behold I am pressed under you, as a cart is pressed that
is full of sheaves." This is crowning His head with thorns of
the sharpest kind. It is very cruel for a well-beloved wife to
mistrust a kind and faithful husband. The sin is needless,
foolish, and unwarranted. Jesus has never given the slightest
ground for suspicion, and it is hard to be doubted by those to
whom our conduct is uniformly affectionate and true. Jesus is
the Son of the Highest, and has unbounded wealth; it is shameful
to doubt Omnipotence and distrust all-sufficiency. The cattle on
a thousand hills will suffice for our most hungry feeding, and
the granaries of heaven are not likely to be emptied by our
eating. If Christ were only a cistern, we might soon exhaust His
fulness, but who can drain a fountain? Myriads of spirits have
drawn their supplies from Him, and not one of them has murmured
at the scantiness of His resources. Away, then, with this lying
traitor unbelief, for his only errand is to cut the bonds of
communion and make us mourn an absent Saviour. Bunyan tells us
that unbelief has "as many lives as a cat:" if so, let us kill
one life now, and continue the work till the whole nine are
gone. Down with thee, thou traitor, my heart abhors thee.