Our Sympathetic God

Behold, I have prepared my dinner: my oxen and my fatlings are killed, and all things are ready: come unto the marriage. – Matthew 22:4

The “guests were pressed very delicately, but still in a way which if they had possessed any generosity of heart at all, must have touched them. You see how the evangelist puts it, he does not say, “Come, or else you will miss the feast; come, or else the king will be angry; come, come, or else you will be the losers.” No, but-he puts it…”My dinner is ready, but there is no one to eat it; my oxen and fatlings are all killed, but there are no guests.” “Come, come,” he seems to say, “for I am a host without guests.” So sometimes in the gospel you will see God speaks as if He would represent Himself as getting an advantage by our being saved. Now we know that herein He condescends in love to speak after the manner of men. What can He gain by us? If we perish, what is He the loser? But He makes Himself often in the gospel to be like a father who yearns over his child, longing for him to come home. He makes Himself, the infinite God, turn beggar to His own creatures, and beseeches them to be reconciled. Wondrous stoop: for, like a chapman who sells his wares, He cries, “Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters; and he that hath no money, let him come.” Do you observe how Christ, as He wept over Jerusalem, seems to weep for Himself as well as for them. “How often would I have gathered thy children together.”…Do you not feel, as it were, a sympathy with God when you see His gospel rejected? Shall the cross be lifted high, and none look to it? Shall Jesus die, and men not be saved by His death?…Great God, we come, we come right gladly, we come to participate of the bounties which Thou hast provided, and to glorify Jesus Christ by receiving as needy sinners that which Thy mercy has provided. ~ C.H. Spurgeon


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