Posted by: Sherry Goodwin | October 21, 2008

“Fellowship.”

I have been thinking much lately of the Lord’s lovingkindness in giving us so much wayside enjoyment, and so much present reward in all our work for him.  In spite of dark life enigmas, and real and heavy trials, and often keen inner conflict, not to mention daily burdens or weariness or anxiety or worry, we can set to our seal that “His ways are ways of pleasantness.”  For, over and above the great gifts, the “blessed hope” set before us, and the quiet “peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ,” what numbers of bits and drops of pleasure and delight one gets, which simply would not exist for us if we were not His children.   Just look at Christian intercourse, the meetings without any cloud of suspicion or doubt of each other, the consciousness of true sweet sympathy, the thrill that one does feel when His beloved name is named; all this, even with Christian acquaintances, is a good deal more than all the pleasure of good to be got out of any worldly intimacy or friendship so called.  I want to hand over to you what I have been enjoying very much this week, a simple thought enough, but so nice.  Dr. Candlish gives (in his beautiful book on the First Epistle of St. John) as one of the proofs of “fellowship with the Father,” etc., our sympathy of aim, His cause being our cause, His kingdom and its advancement our interest, what interests Him interests us, and so on.  This seemed at once to transfigure all one’s daily life, and poor little small efforts to speak or write or work for God, and to exalt it into “fellowship.”  I cannot convey to you how much I enjoyed it, and what a bright reality and force it gave to the words, “TRULY, our fellowship is with the Father and with His Son Jesus Christ.”  I like to think how impossible it would be to untwine Christ and the things of Christ from our life, inner and outer; when one comes to think about it He is so really and truly interwoven with our life that one seems to feel the “no separation” not merely as a grand promise, but an actuality which cannot be otherwise.

Frances Ridley Havergal from MEMORIALS

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