{"id":2481,"date":"2013-05-04T08:22:58","date_gmt":"2013-05-04T08:22:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/?p=2481"},"modified":"2013-05-04T08:22:58","modified_gmt":"2013-05-04T08:22:58","slug":"bulletin-edition-169-may-2013","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/?p=2481","title":{"rendered":"Bulletin Edition #169 MAY 2013"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Fit for the Bride!<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>(Henry Law, &#8220;Psalms&#8221; 1878)<\/p>\n<p><\/em>&#8220;For the Lord takes <strong>pleasure <\/strong>in His people;<br \/>\nHe will <strong>beautify <\/strong>the meek with salvation.&#8221;<br \/>\nPsalm 149:4<\/p>\n<p>It is the wonder of wonders that the<br \/>\ngreat and glorious God should stoop<br \/>\nto regard such creatures as we are.<\/p>\n<p>But wonder is immeasurably magnified<br \/>\nwhen we are taught that thoughts of us<br \/>\nare <strong>pleasure <\/strong>to Him.<\/p>\n<p>Not only does He take pleasure in His people,<br \/>\nHe <strong>beautifies <\/strong>the meek with salvation!<\/p>\n<p>Meekness is their lovely characteristic.<\/p>\n<p>This grace proves them to be followers of Him<br \/>\nwho avows Himself as meek and lowly in heart.<\/p>\n<p>Beautiful robes of salvation are prepared for<br \/>\nthem. These garments are heavenly in structure,<br \/>\n<strong>fit for the Bride<\/strong>, the Lamb&#8217;s wife, suited to<br \/>\nadorn the palace of our God.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh, I am heavy laden! Faith&#8217;s eye is growing dim;<br \/>\nI wander on in darkness, groping in vain for Him;<br \/>\nFor Him whom my soul loveth, for Him who died to be<br \/>\nA sacrifice for sinners, a Fount of life to me.<br \/>\n&#8220;Sweet dove of downy plumage, I pray you bid me hide<br \/>\nIn clefted rocky shadows, close to Your wounded side!<br \/>\nYour voice of silver sweetness, Your face of beauty rare,<br \/>\nI seek in secret places the- &#8216;secret of the stair.&#8217;<br \/>\n&#8220;I hear them! hear the sweet words, He whispereth to me<br \/>\nHis words of loving welcome, forgiveness full and free.<br \/>\nOnce more His face appeareth, in answer to my prayers,<br \/>\nAnd thus in joy I learn it, that &#8216;secret of the stairs.&#8217;<br \/>\n&#8220;That precious, precious secret- He writes it deep within<br \/>\nOf peace and joy abounding, and victory over sin;<br \/>\nBut in the inner temple, where burns the altar flame,<br \/>\nIn word of light is graven, His new, His wondrous name.<br \/>\n&#8220;The &#8216;stairs&#8217; were painful climbing, when first my weary feet<br \/>\nEssayed, untried, to mount them, an unknown God to meet;<br \/>\nBut now His arm is round me, and light and free as air,<br \/>\nI mount with wing unwearied, and reach the topmost &#8216;stair.&#8217;<br \/>\n&#8220;O Lord of life unending, of daily life the key,<br \/>\nBe food, and drink, and manna, and living grace to me!<br \/>\nWalk with me all my journey, be round me everywhere;<br \/>\nBut give Your conscious presence, in &#8216;secret on the stair.&#8217;<br \/>\n&#8220;For life is ever cloud-land, and only they who know<br \/>\nYour guiding eye can follow, where You would have them go.<br \/>\nOne secret of the staircase, appears a beacon star<br \/>\nTo shine upon Your pilgrims, to guide them from afar.<br \/>\n&#8220;And fierce and sharp the battle, which those who would engage<br \/>\nTo be Your crested warriors, for life and death must wage;<br \/>\nBut armor of God&#8217;s forging, which every conqueror wears,<br \/>\nIs stored in secret places, the &#8216;secret of the stairs.&#8217;<br \/>\n&#8220;When sorrow&#8217;s chilling fingers, turn hearts and memories cold,<br \/>\nWhen sad remembrance lingers, on voices loved of old,<br \/>\nLo, on the &#8216;stairs&#8217; there sits, all white in angel sheen,<br \/>\nPale Resignation singing sweet, hymns our sobs between.<br \/>\n&#8220;A storehouse overflowing, with choicest heavenly things,<br \/>\nFrom which the dear Lord daily, His priceless mercy brings;<br \/>\nA sheltered nook where comes; nor doubt, nor fear, nor care,<br \/>\nEarth knows no safer hiding, than that behind the &#8216;stair.&#8217;<br \/>\n&#8220;Dead world, there is a secret, known only unto me,<br \/>\nA sweet and thrilling secret- I cannot tell it thee;<br \/>\nBut if you too would learn it, would catch it unawares,<br \/>\nGo, seek as I have sought it, &#8216;in places of the stairs.&#8217;<br \/>\n&#8220;O Dove! my Dove I know You! I see Your lovely face,<br \/>\nI hear Your honeyed accents; of truth, and love, and grace;<br \/>\nThe smile of peace You give; is fair, exceeding fair;<br \/>\nThis is the choicest &#8216;secret&#8217; that lingers on the &#8216;stair.&#8217;<br \/>\n&#8220;No more I walk in darkness, no more my footsteps stray;<br \/>\nThe Rock whose cooling shadow, falls over all my way,<br \/>\nIs full of clefts for hiding, and secrets of the stair,<br \/>\nAnd rest is mine, and glory; the Lord is with me there!<br \/>\n&#8220;Here hiding safe forever, within this sacred shade,<br \/>\nNor sin, nor death, nor torment; can bid me be afraid;<br \/>\nFor I have learned the &#8216;secret&#8217;; sought long with tears and prayers,<br \/>\nA present help Christ dwells in, the &#8216;places of the stairs.&#8217;<br \/>\n(Mary Winslow)<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;In your Surety you are free,<br \/>\nHis dear hands were pierced for thee;<br \/>\nWith His spotless vesture on,<br \/>\nHoly as the Holy One.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh, the heights and depths of grace,<br \/>\nShining with meridian blaze;<br \/>\nHere the sacred records show<br \/>\nSinners black, but lovely too!&#8221;\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0John Kent<\/p>\n<p><strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Christ&#8217;s Estimate of His Church<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>James Smith, 1865<br \/>\n&#8220;You are <em>absolutely beautiful<\/em>, My love; there is<em> no spot <\/em>in you!&#8221; Song of Solomon 4:7<\/p>\n<p><strong>The OBJECT of Christ&#8217;s love, is His Church.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>All that were <em>given <\/em>to Him by His Father.<\/p>\n<p>All that are <em>redeemed <\/em>by His most precious blood.<\/p>\n<p>All that are <em>quickened <\/em>and <em>sanctified <\/em>by His Holy Spirit.<\/p>\n<p>Such He calls &#8220;My love.&#8221; He compares them to a lovely and delicate woman.<\/p>\n<p>In <em>His <\/em><strong>view<\/strong> \u2014 she is incomparably beautiful; but in <em>her <\/em>own eyes \u2014 she is black, unsightly as the tents of Kedar. She sees so much of her own inward depravity, and feels so much of the working of the law of sin in the members \u2014 that she often loathes herself, and lying low at His feet, exclaims, <em>&#8220;Behold, I am vile!&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p>In her <strong>conduct<\/strong>, she is represented as at times <em>unstable <\/em>and <em>unkind<\/em>; refusing to rise from the pillow of ease to admit her Beloved, though He was saturated with the dews, and called to her, saying, &#8220;Open to me, my love!&#8221; She was drowsy and cold, so that He had to call to her, invite her, and exhort her to rise up and accompany Him to enjoy the pleasures He had provided for her.<\/p>\n<p>She was as <em>timid <\/em>as the dove, without heart or courage; which led Him to say, &#8220;My dove, who is in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me hear your voice, let me see your countenance; for sweet is your voice, and your countenance is lovely.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She was too pleased, intimate, and affected with the company of <em>others<\/em>; in consequence of which, he calls to her, saying, &#8220;You who dwell in the gardens with <em>friends <\/em>in attendance, let ME hear your voice!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>How exactly like us \u2014 so <em>unstable<\/em>, so <em>unkind <\/em>to Jesus, so <em>dull <\/em>and <em>drowsy<\/em>, so <em>timid <\/em>and <em>fearful<\/em>, so much taken up with the things of <em>time<\/em>. Yet her love to Him was <em>sincere<\/em> \u2014 and so is ours. We do love Him \u2014 though not so ardently as we wish. We are sincere \u2014 and we can often say, &#8220;You know all things \u2014 You know that I <em>love <\/em>You!&#8221; Even at the lowest, we can say, &#8220;You know that I <em>desire <\/em>to love You.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Yes, Jesus has our hearts; if we love anyone \u2014 we love Him. If we desire union with anyone \u2014 it is with Him. If we enjoy the company of anyone \u2014 it is His company. We have loved Him ever since He was made known to us by His Holy Spirit, and we love Him still. There have been <em>interruptions <\/em>in the <em>exercise <\/em>of our love \u2014 but it is still embedded in our hearts. We can find no substitute for Jesus, nor do we desire to find any. He is all our salvation, and all our desire. If we could love Him as we wish \u2014 our souls would be all on flame, and always on flame, with love to Him!<\/p>\n<p><strong>The ESTIMATE Jesus has of His Church is, that she is absolutely beautiful, and without spot.<\/strong> &#8220;You are absolutely beautiful, my love.&#8221; He views her now as she <em>will be <\/em>by-and-bye. She will be absolutely beautiful and faultless; as it is written, &#8220;Christ loved the church and gave Himself up for her to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the Word, and to present her to Himself as a <em>glorious <\/em>church, without <em>stain <\/em>or <em>wrinkle <\/em>or any other <em>blemish<\/em> \u2014 but holy and blameless!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He looked upon her with a <em>lover&#8217;s eyes<\/em> \u2014 which overlooked all her <em>defects<\/em>, and fixed only on her <em>excellencies<\/em>. He admired the <em>work of His own SPIRIT in her<\/em>. That work is a <em>holy <\/em>work; a <em>beautiful <\/em>work; a work of the highest <em>excellence<\/em>. It produces love, joy, peace, patience, gentleness, goodness, and faith \u2014 all of which are lovely in the eyes of Jesus.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;There is <strong>no spot <\/strong>in you.&#8221; His perfect righteousness covers her \u2014 and hides every spot! Looking upon herself, she exclaims, &#8220;We are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags!&#8221; Very unfit to be the bride of Him who is the brightness of the Father&#8217;s glory, and the express image of His person. But, looking upon herself in Jesus, she says, &#8220;I will greatly rejoice in the Lord; my soul shall be joyful in my God; for He has <em>clothed <\/em>me with the garments of salvation; He has <em>covered <\/em>me with the robe of righteousness; as a bridegroom decks himself with ornaments, and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Precious Savior! You not only worked out this magnificent garment \u2014 but You put it upon our souls with your own hands! He has <em>clothed <\/em>me; He has <em>covered <\/em>me. Yes! Jesus <em>makes <\/em>us lovely \u2014 and then <em>calls <\/em>us so. His own <em>graces <\/em>adorn His beloved, His blood-bought bride, until, as it is said by the prophet, &#8220;Your renown went forth for your beauty; for it was perfect through My loveliness which I put upon you, says the Lord God.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Her <em>perfect <\/em>image was before Him \u2014 when He thus <em>commended <\/em>her, &#8220;You are absolutely beautiful, My love; there is<em> no spot <\/em>in you!&#8221; He saw the <em>purpose <\/em>of His Father fulfilled; the end of <em>His work <\/em>accomplished; as it is written, &#8220;For those God <em>foreknew<\/em> \u2014 He also predestined to be conformed to the likeness of His Son. And those He <em>predestined<\/em> \u2014 He also called; those He <em>called<\/em> \u2014 He also justified; those He <em>justified<\/em> \u2014 He also <em>glorified!&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>The TITLE by which Jesus calls His Church is, &#8220;My love.&#8221;<\/strong> This expresses His <strong>choice <\/strong>of us, for He has chosen us to be His, from all around us. This expresses His <strong>preference <\/strong>of us, for He prefers His people to all the universe besides. This expresses His strong <strong>attachment<\/strong> to us, for His love is as strong as death, and stronger too. This expresses His high <strong>esteem<\/strong> of us, for He esteems His people even above angels. He saw the <em>angels <\/em>fall \u2014 and He did not take their nature to redeem them. But when <em>His people <\/em>fell \u2014 He assumed their nature, took their place, became their Substitute, died in their stead, went into heaven to plead their cause, and will soon come again to receive them to Himself! Well may He exclaim, &#8220;You have not <em>chosen <\/em>Me \u2014 but I have chosen you.&#8221; &#8220;I have loved you with an everlasting love, therefore with loving-kindness have I <em>drawn <\/em>you.&#8221; O wondrous <em>love! <\/em>O more wondrous <em>Lover!<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Believer, <em>Christ&#8217;s <\/em>views of you \u2014 are not like <em>your own<\/em>. He speaks of you in very different language \u2014 from what you would speak of yourself. He says, you are &#8220;absolutely beautiful; there is <em>no spot <\/em>in you;&#8221; and what He calls you \u2014 He will make you! He calls things that are not, as though they were \u2014 to express the <em>certainty <\/em>of their being so; because He is determined and engaged to <em>make <\/em>them so.<\/p>\n<p>We shall soon be all that Christ says that we are! All His <em>purposes <\/em>towards us \u2014 are love. All His <em>thoughts <\/em>of us \u2014 are thoughts of love. If <em>Christ <\/em>thinks thus of us \u2014 never mind what <em>others <\/em>think; His thoughts are right \u2014 theirs are wrong; His are wise \u2014 theirs are foolish; His shall be realized \u2014 theirs disappointed. Christ often commends \u2014 when <em>man <\/em>condemns. His apostles, the first believers, and the holy martyrs, were condemned by man, and considered <em>unfit to live<\/em>! But Jesus <em>commended<\/em>, <em>sustained<\/em>, and will <em>reward <\/em>them.<\/p>\n<p>As Christ speaks to us on <em>earth<\/em>, so He speaks of us to His Father in <em>heaven<\/em>. There He <em>pleads <\/em>our cause \u2014 because He loves us; there He will <em>carry <\/em>our cause \u2014 for He has wisdom, weight, and worth enough to do it. He opens His heart, expresses His desire, utters His will; saying, &#8220;Father, I will that those whom You have given Me, shall be with Me where I am \u2014 that they may behold My glory which You have given Me; for You loved Me before the foundation of the world.&#8221; Blessed be Jesus for His <em>love<\/em>, His love to <em>us<\/em>; for the revelation of His love in the Word; especially by His Spirit in the heart!<\/p>\n<p>Let us therefore close our meditation in the language of Jude, &#8220;Now unto Him who is able to keep us from falling, and to present us faultless before the presence of His glory with exceeding joy; to the only wise God our Savior \u2014 be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and forever! Amen.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Fit for the Bride! 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