{"id":2542,"date":"2013-06-22T10:19:10","date_gmt":"2013-06-22T10:19:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/?p=2542"},"modified":"2013-06-22T10:19:10","modified_gmt":"2013-06-22T10:19:10","slug":"the-compassion-of-jesus","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/?p=2542","title":{"rendered":"THE COMPASSION OF JESUS"},"content":{"rendered":"

THE COMPASSION OF JESUS<\/strong><\/p>\n

“This is the resting place, let the weary rest; and this is the place of repose”\u2014<\/p>\n

“When the Lord saw her, His heart went out to her and He said, ‘Don’t cry.'” Luke 7:13<\/p>\n

The fronds of the desert palm-tree are never so beautiful, as when seen thickly gemmed with the dews<\/em> of the Eastern night\u2014nature’s teardrops.<\/p>\n

With reverence may we say the same of the Heavenly Palm. Jesus is never so gracious or attractive as when we are called, as here, to note His look of compassion\u2014His tears of sympathy\u2014denoting the tenderness of divine human affection. Observe, it was the sight of woe<\/em> (the contemplation of human misery) which at Nain stirred to its depths that Heart of hearts.<\/p>\n

“Forth from the city gate,
\nAs evening shadows lengthen o’er the plain,
\nAnd the hushed crowd in reverent silence wait,
\nPassed out a funeral train.<\/p>\n

“Chief of the mourners there,
\nSlow following, with feeble steps, the dead,
\nIn the sad travail of the soul’s despair,
\nBowed down her stricken head.<\/p>\n

“For him she wept forlorn,
\nOf care the solace, and of age the stay,
\nWhose silver cord was broken, ere the morn
\nHad brightened into day.”<\/p>\n

It would seem as if the Lord of Love could not look upon grief, without that grief becoming His own. In the similar case of Lazarus, it was not the bitter thought of a lost and dead friend which opened the fountain of His own tears. This it could not be; because four days previously He had spoken in calm composure of his departure; and when He stood in the graveyard, He knew that in a few moments the victim of death would have his eyes rekindled with living luster. At Bethany (as here at Nain), it was simply the spectacle of human suffering<\/em> that made its irresistible appeal to His emotional nature. The rod of human compassion touched the Rock of Ages, and the streams of tenderness gushed forth. “When Jesus saw Mary weeping, and the Jews weeping which came with her\u2026Jesus wept<\/em>.” “When the Lord saw” this poor widow, “He had compassion on her.” <\/em>He hears her bitter, heart-rending weeping in the midst of the mourners, and it is worthy of observation\u2014utters the soothing, sympathetic word,<\/em> before He utters the Godlike mandate.<\/p>\n

Nor should we overlook the fact that it was but a word <\/em>He uttered. This reveals an exquisite and touching feature in the Savior’s humanity. It attests how intensely delicate and sensitive, as well as true, that humanity was. When we meet a mourner after a severe trial, we shrink from the meeting; glad, perhaps, when a sad and dreaded call of courtesy is over. There is a studied reserve in making reference to the loss; or, if that reference is made, it is short, in a passing word. The press of the hand often expresses what the lips shrink from uttering.<\/p>\n

In that vivid picture we have of patriarchal grief, Job’s friends and mourners sat for seven days at his side, and not a syllable was spoken. It was so here with Jesus. He (even He) does not intrude with a long utterance of sympathy. With a tear in His eye, and a suppressed sob, all He says is, “Weep not.” <\/em>It was the same afterwards with Mary at Bethany. There was not even the one word; nothing but the significant tears.<\/em><\/p>\n

Behold, then, the beautiful and heartfelt condolence of a Fellow-mourner\u2014”the Brother born for adversity.” “When the Lord saw her, He had compassion on her!” <\/em>That weeping, forlorn woman had no lack of other sorrowing friends. Her case seemed to be matter of notoriety. Many went out to mingle their tears with hers; but the sympathy of all these could only go a certain way. They could not be expected to enter into the peculiarities of her woe. Human sympathy<\/em> is, at best, imperfect<\/em>; sometimes selfish<\/em>, always finite<\/em> and temporary<\/em>.<\/p>\n

Not so the sympathy of Him who joined the funeral procession. He could say, as none else can, “I know your sorrows.” <\/em>The condolence of the kindest friend on earth knows a limit<\/em>\u2014that of Jesus knows none. Who knows but in that gentle utterance of tender feeling, and in the deep compassion which dictated it, the Son of Man, the virgin-born, may have had in view another “Mother,” <\/em>whose hour of similar bereavement was now at hand; when His own death was to be “the sword” which was to “pierce her soul.” The calming word, doubtless, further pointed onwards to a happier time, when in a sorrowless world, “God shall wipe away all tears from off all faces.”<\/p>\n

Remember the Savior and sympathizer of Nain<\/em> is now the same! He had<\/em> compassion\u2014He has<\/em> compassion still. He who stopped the funeral casket on that summer’s night in the plains of Jezreel ever lives, and loves, and supports, and pities; and will<\/em> continue to pity, until pity be no longer needed, in a world of light and purity and peace.<\/p>\n

“And thus He always stands,
\nFriend of the mourner, wiping tears away;
\nWherever sorrow lifts her suppliant hands,
\nAnd faith remains to pray.<\/p>\n

“Wherever the woe-worn flee
\nFrom the rude conflict of this world distrest,
\nConsoling words He whispers, ‘Come to Me,
\nAnd I will give you rest!'”<\/p>\n

“It will be a shelter and shade from the heat of the day, and a refuge and hiding place from the storm and rain.”\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 John MacDuff<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

THE COMPASSION OF JESUS “This is the resting place, let the weary rest; and this is the place of repose”\u2014 “When the Lord saw her, His heart went out to her and He said, ‘Don’t cry.’” Luke 7:13 The fronds of the desert palm-tree are never so beautiful, as when seen thickly gemmed with the […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[54,34],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2542","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-author-john-macduff","category-gods-love"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2542","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2542"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2542\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2543,"href":"https:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2542\/revisions\/2543"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2542"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2542"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.shoalhavengospelchurch.org.au\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2542"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}