I Found Him Whom My Soul Loves! # 2

 I Found Him Whom My Soul Loves! # 2

It generates humility, deep and adoring humility. Humility, which makes us lovable, and fires us with love to all about us. Humility which fills us with profound admiration of the conduct and condescension of our Lord, and lays us in the dust at His feet. Humility, which inspires us with lofty expectations, of seeing more of His beauty, enjoying more of His presence, and of being ravished always with His love.

O the blessedness of find that loved One again, and once more enjoying His presence, and the assurance of His love!

Believer, when Jesus is not enjoyed by you - He is not far from you. He only stands behind the wall. "My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There He stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice." (Song of Songs 2:9). He is just beyond the watchmen. We are not far from finding Him when we feel and lament His absence. He will soon turn again, and have compassion upon us. If therefore you are seeking Him, though discouraged for a time, press on, persevere - for you are sure to find Him. "Everyone who seeks - finds."

The lost sinner who have never enjoyed His presence, if he seeks - will find; and the backslider who has sinned away His presence - shall have it restored again. Seek, seek then, for none can seek His face in vain.

When Christ is found after long seeking, and after deep searching of heart, He is more precious, than as if found at once. We value that most - which costs us most. We enjoy that most - which is only gained by much labor and effort. Never does the sun appear so bright, as after the long, cold, dreary night. Never is health so prized, as after a long season of painful sickness. Never is water so sweet, as when the tongue fails for thirst. Just so, never is Jesus so precious, as after the long night of guilt, gloom, and desertion. Never is Jesus so precious, as after we have suffered from broken bones, a wounded spirit, and a troubled conscience. Never is Jesus so precious, as when the fire of God's wrath has seemed to dry up our vital moisture, and the firey law has almost brought us into the dust of death!

The trumpet of Jubilee, was not so sweet to the bankrupt Israelite; the act of emancipation, was never so delightful to the manacled slave; the proclamation of pardon, was never so precious to the doomed criminal, who expected to the executed in the morning; as is Jesus to the soul, when He manifests Himself once more, after a long dreary season of desertion.

Reader! Are you seeking Jesus? Whatever may be your case, circumstances, or discouragements, never give up until you have found Him. Find Him you will, you must - if you seek for Him with all your heart. And when you have found Him, do not fear to own it, or neglect to acknowledge it - but in the language of the delighted spouse, exclaim, "I have found Him whom my soul loves!"

~James Smith~

(The End)