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Wednesday, October 6, 2010

C.H. Spurgeon and Isaac Watts on 2 Tim 2:3

 "Share in suffering as a good soldier of Christ Jesus.  No soldier gets entangled in civilian pursuits, since his aim is to please the one who enlisted him"  2 Tim 2:3

 "Paul does not appear to have pictured true believers as sluggards sound asleep upon the downiest beds; his description of a Christian in the text is that of a soldier, and that means something very far different either from a religious fop, whose best delight is music and millinery, or a theological critic who makes a man an offender for a word, or a spiritual glutton who cares for nothing but a lifelong enjoyment of the fat things full of marrow, or an ecclesiastical slumberer who longs only for peace for himself. He represents him as a soldier and that, I say, is quite another thing. For what is a soldier? A soldier is a practical man, a man who has work to do, and hard, stern work. He may sometimes when he is at his ease wear the fineries of war, but when he comes to real warfare he cares little enough for them; the dust and the smoke, and the garments rolled in blood, these are for those who go a soldiering; and swords all hacked, and dented armor, and bruised shields, these are the things that mark the good, the practical soldier. Truly to serve God, really to exhibit Christian graces, fully to achieve a life-work for Christ, actually to win souls, this is to bear fruit worthy of a Christian. A soldier is a man of deeds, and not of words. He has to contend and fight. In war times his life knows little of luxurious ease. In the dead of night perhaps the trumpet sounds to boot and saddle, just at the time when he is most weary, and he must away to the attack just when he would best prefer to take his rest in sleep. The Christian is a soldier in an enemy’s country always needing to stand on his watchtower, constantly to be contending, though not with flesh and blood, with far worse foes, namely, with spiritual wickedness in high places."

C.H. Spurgeon (Metropolitan Tabernacle Pulpit, Vol 16, 1870)
 

Am I a Soldier of the Cross?  - Isaac Watts (1674-1748)
1. Am I a soldier of the cross,
 a follower of the Lamb,
 and shall I fear to own his cause,
 or blush to speak his name?

2. Must I be carried to the skies
 on flowery beds of ease,
 while others fought to win the prize,
 and sailed through bloody seas?

3. Are there no foes for me to face?
 Must I not stem the flood?
 Is this vile world a friend to grace,
 to help me on to God?

4. Sure I must fight, if I would reign;
 increase my courage, Lord.
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
 supported by thy word.

5. Thy saints in all this glorious war
 shall conquer though they die;
 they see the triumph from afar,
 by faith they bring it nigh.

6. When that illustrious day shall rise,
 and all thy armies shine
 in robes of victory through the skies,
 the glory shall be thine.

1 comment:

  1. I Am A Soldier

    I am a soldier in the army of my God. The Lord Jesus Christ is my Commanding Officer. The Holy Bible is my code of conduct. Faith, prayer and the Word are my weapons of warfare. I have been taught by the Holy Spirit, trained by experience, tried by adversity, and tested by fire.

    I Am A Soldier.

    I am a volunteer in this army, and I am enlisted for eternity. I will either retire in this army or die in this army; but I will not get out, sell out, be talked out, or pushed out. I am faithful, reliable, capable, and dependable. If my God needs me, I am there.

    I Am A Soldier.

    I am not a baby. I do not need to be pampered, petted, primed up, pumped up, picked up, or pepped up.

    I Am A Soldier.

    No one has to call me, remind me, write me, visit me, entice me or lure me.

    I Am A Soldier.

    I am not a wimp. I am in place, saluting my King, obeying His orders, praising His name, and building His kingdom. No one has to send me flowers, gifts, food, cards, candy, or give me handouts. I do not need to be cuddled, cradled, cared for, or catered to.

    I Am A Soldier.

    I am committed. I cannot have my feelings hurt bad enough to turn me around. I cannot be discouraged enough to turn me aside. I cannot lose enough to cause me to quit. When Jesus called me into this army, I had nothing. If I end up with nothing, I will still come out even. I will win.

    I Am A Soldier.

    My God will supply all my needs. I am more than a conqueror. I will always triumph. I can do all things through Christ. Devils cannot defeat me. People cannot disillusion me. Weather cannot weary me. Sickness cannot stop me. Battles cannot beat me. Money cannot buy me. Governments cannot silence me, and hell cannot handle me. Even death cannot destroy me.

    I Am A Soldier.

    For when my commander calls me from this battlefield, He will promote me to a captain and then bring me back to rule this world with Him. I am a soldier, in the army, and I'm marching, claiming victory. I will not give up. I will not turn around. I am a soldier, marching heaven bound. Here I stand. Will you stand with me?

    -Anonymous

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