Thursday, March 29, 2018

Good Friday Devotional "Deep Depression of Spirit is the Most Grievous of all Trials..." '

'My heart is like wax: it is melted within My breast…'                       
Psalm 22:14

Therefore He had to be made like His brothers and sisters in every respect, so that He could become a merciful and faithful high priest in things relating to God, to make atonement for the sins of the people.
Hebrews 2:17

Lord, I know You to be great with compassion,
So I come with a humble heart that’s broken.
Be gracious, forgive, and cleanse me from my sin,
To the praise of Your glorious grace.

I am crushed like a reed, but You’ll not break me;
My soul’s a flickering candle, but You’ll not quench me.
You bind up the brokenhearted and bring healing,
To the praise of Your glorious grace.

Bruised and downtrodden, my heart’s in pieces;
Wrap Your loving arms tightly ‘round me.
Bind and tie my wounded soul for Your glory,
To the praise of Your glorious grace.

I know You to be rich in mercy and grace,
Making my heart joyfully sing of Your praise,
Renew and revive my soul for Your great name’s sake
To the praise of Your glorious grace.

Praise to Your Glorious Grace

Our Blessed Lord experienced a terrible sinking and melting of soul.  'The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity, but a wounded spirit who can bear?'  Deep depression of spirit is the most grievous of all trials; all besides is as nothing.  Well might the suffering Savior cry to His God, 'Be not far from Me', for above all other seasons a man needs his God when his heart is melted within him because of heaviness.  Believer, come near the cross today, and humbly adore the King of glory as having once been brought far lower, in mental distress and inward anguish, than any one among us; and mark His fitness to become a faithful High Priest, who can be touched with a feeling of our infirmities.  Especially let those of us whose sadness springs directly from the withdrawal of a present sense of our Father's love, enter into near and intimate communion with Jesus.  Let us not give way to despair, since through this dark room the Master has passed before us. 
Our souls may sometimes long and faint, and thirst even to anguish, to behold the light of the Lord's countenance: at such times let us stay ourselves with the sweet fact of the sympathy of our great High Priest.  Our drops of sorrow may well be forgotten in the ocean of His griefs; but how high ought our love to rise!  Come in, O strong and deep love of Jesus, like the sea at the flood in spring tides, cover all my powers, drown all my sins, wash out all my cares, lift up my earth-bound soul, and float it right up to my Lord's feet, and there let me lie, a poor broken shell, washed up by His love, having no virtue or value; and only venturing to whisper to Him that if He will put His ear to me, He will hear within my heart faint echoes of the vast waves of His own love which have brought me where it is my delight to lie, even at His feet forever.
 Mornings and Evenings

God has arranged it that in every conceivable way Jesus has been made like unto His brethren.  There are only two matters in which He is not like them ~His virgin birth and His sinless life. But in everything else, He has been identified with them in their infirmities.  There are no sufferings that His brethren suffer but that He has suffered them too.  There are no tears that His brethren shed, but that He has shed them too. God has made the Captain of our salvation perfect through suffering.  He would not be an adequate High Priest for us had He not been through everything that we go through. In our hour of suffering He says, "Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden.  I am your Brother, I have been made like unto you in everything."
From Shadow to Substance

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