The hearts fierce effort to protect itself from every slight, to shield its touchy honour from the bad opinion of friend and enemy, will never let the mind have rest…Such a burden as this is not necessary to bear. Jesus calls us to His rest, and meekness is His method. The meek man cares not at all who is greater than he, for he has long ago decided that the esteem of the world is not worth the effort. He develops toward himself a kindly sense of humour and learns to say, ‘Oh, so you have been overlooked? They have placed someone else before you? They have whispered that you are pretty small stuff after all? And now you feel hurt because the world is saying about you the very things you have been saying about yourself? Only yesterday you were telling God that you were nothing, a mere worm of the dust. Where is your consistency? Come on, humble yourself, and cease to care what men think.
You might have seen a small, stooped old man, shuffling down the sidewalk…
hair disheveled, shirt buttoned wrong, shoes on the wrong feet…Here's what I saw...
hair disheveled, shirt buttoned wrong, shoes on the wrong feet…Here's what I saw...
The Hard Fought Battle
A friend forwarded me the following words from Chapter 9 of A.W. Tozer's The Pursuit of God. Those who knew Stan Julin will recognize him as one of the few who gained some measure of victory in the battle described below. Those who knew him well knew that the victory was not attained without a hard fight:
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