He Calleth for Thee, Sinner

…and the one who comes to Me I will by no means cast out. – John 6:37

The Master has come. This is certain. From the highest throne in glory to the manger, to the cross, and to the grave, the Master has come. That He calls for thee, this is also certain, I think. Let me give you a text in which, I think, He calls for you: “Whosoever will, let him come and take of the water of life freely.” “Whosoever believeth on the Lord Jesus Christ shall be saved.” Calls He not for you, too, in this text, “Let the wicked forsake his way and the unrighteous man his thoughts, and let him turn unto the Lord, for He will have mercy upon him, and to our God, for He will abundantly pardon”? Calls He not for you in this verse, where He bids all that labour and are heavy-laden come unto Him, that they may rest; or in that other, “Come now, let us reason together, saith the Lord. Though thy sins be as scarlet, they shall be as wool; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as snow.” He calleth for thee. Do not disbelieve Him. It is certainly matchless grace, but He is a God and none is like unto Him. “As high as the heavens are above the earth, so high are His thoughts above your thoughts.” But does your heart say, “Why, if I thought Jesus called for me, I would come”? Then He does call thee; that speech of thine, “I would come,” proves it; ’tis He that makes thee feel willing. Dost thou long for Him? Oh! He is putting  His hand in at the door of thy heart, and making thy bowels yearn for Him. Does a tear drop on the floor, and do you say, “It cannot be that such a one as I should ever live and be saved, and be Christ’s”? Why, thy very admiration at His grace shows that some of His grace is at work upon thee. Trust thou that that arm can save: trust thou that that pierced hand can grasp thee; trust thou that that heart that was gashed with a spear can feel for thee. Trust thyself wholly to Him. “Go thy way; thy sins which are many are forgiven thee.” If thou hast trusted Him, thou art saved. Come and cast thyself at Jesus’ feet. ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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At the Saviour’s Feet

Then when Mary was come where Jesus was, and saw Him, she fell down at His feet, saying unto Him, Lord, if Thou hadst been here, my brother had not died.- John 11:32

Some of us do know what it is to be scarcely able to get together two consecutive thoughts-not to be able to master a text or lay hold of a promise; still we could say, “Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him”; we could lie down at the feet that were pierced, and feel how sweet it is to swoon at the Saviour’s feet. Only get there. Let your will and heart be good to get at Him now, for the Master is here, and calls for you. Come, though in the coming you should utterly fail to get enjoyment, come and fall at His feet. Do I hear any of you saying, “Ah! but I have a heavy thought pressing at my heart, and if I come to Him it is not much that I can say in His honour. I feel but little love, and gratitude, and joy. I could not pour out sweet spikenard from the broken box of my heart.” Be it so, only pour out what you have; for what did Mary do? She said-and the Master did not chide her though He might have done-“Lord, if Thou hadst been here, my brother had not died.” Oh! it was half cruel, for she seemed to say, “Why wast Thou not here?” It was unbelieving in part, and yet there is a deal of faith in it-a sweet clinging to Him…Beloved, when you are at Jesus’ feet, if you have an unbelieving thought, if you have something that half chides Him, pour out your heart like water before the Lord…Tell Him the weakness; tell Him the suspicion; tell Him all the sin that has been, and all the sin that is haunting you. Tell it all to Him; and at His feet is the place to tell it. You will be eased of your burden then. ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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Rise Up, and Draw Near to Him

“The Master is come, and calleth for thee.” As soon as she heard that, she arose quickly, and came unto Him. – John 11:28,29

In answer to the Lord’s visit, you will notice the conduct of Mary. She rose up quickly. She bestirred herself. Oh! let each one of our souls now say, “Has the Lord called for me? Why, then, should I loiter or linger for a single moment? I will get me up this very moment; I will say, ‘My Lord, I am come to Thee. Thou hast called me, and here I am.'” Oh! for grace to shake off the sorrow that makes some hearts sit still! Mary’s dear brother was newly laid in the tomb, but she rose up quickly to go and meet her Master. Dear mother, forget for a few minutes that dear unburied child still in the house. Forget awhile, dear husband, that sick wife of yours towards whom your heart so naturally flies. Forget, beloved, just now, all that you have suffered, all that you expect to suffer, all that you have lost or may be losing. The Master is come, and calleth for thee. Rise up quickly. Let not these things constrain thee to inactivity of spirit, but rise up now, and by His grace come away from them. She bestirred herself; she put on her best efforts that she might not tarry when He called. And then she went, we find, just as she was. She rose up quickly, it is said, and she went: she came unto Him. No sooner said than done. She arose and she came…Come to Him who knows just what thou art, and in what state thou art, and He will not cast thee out; only make brave to believe that, when Christ calls, His call is a warrant to come, however unfit we may be. And oh! how promptly she left all other comforters to come to Christ…She went straight away to the Master there and then. So would I have you forget that there are other comforters: forget your joys as well as your griefs: leave all for Him, and let your soul be only taken up with that Great Master of yours who calls for you, for all your faculties, for all your emotions, for all your passions, for your entire self. Come right away, by His help, from everything else that would absorb any part of your being. Rise up, and draw near to Him.~ C.H. Spurgeon

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He Calleth for Thee

Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” – Mark 11:28

Casting all your care upon Him; for He careth for you. – 1 Peter 5:7

What is His Word, indeed, all through, but a call to His own beloved to come to Him? What are Sabbath-days but calls in which He says, “Come away! come away, My beloved, from the noise and turmoil of the city, and come into the quiet places where My sheep lie down and feed”? What are your troubles but calls to you in which, with somewhat of harshness as it seems to you, but with an inner depth of love, He says, “Away, My beloved, from all earthly delights, to find thy all in Me”? What is the Communion of the Lord’s Supper but another call to you, “Come unto Me”? The bread which you shall eat, and the wine which you shall drink, these are for yourself, and the call which is encompassed by them as by symbols is for each one of you. The Master is here, and calleth for thee-for each one. “Oh! but” saith Mary, “my eyes are bleared with weeping.” He calleth for thee, thou red-eyed sorrower. “Ay, but my heart is heavy with a sad affliction.” He calleth for thee, thou burdened sufferer. “Ay, but I have been full of levity all the week, and have forgotten Him.” He calleth thee that He may cleanse thee yet again. “Ah! but I have denied Him.” What saith He but, “Go, and tell My disciples, and Peter”? He calleth for thee that He may forgive thee yet again, and may say unto thee, “Simon, son of Jonas, lovest thou Me?” I care not who you are, if you are one of His, the Master is come and calleth for thee. Oh! may that word now come home, and may each one feel, “If He calls for me, there is such condescension in that call, such tender memories of my weakness, such consideration for my distance and my forgetfulness, that I will loiter no longer. Is the Master come? Lo, I am ready for Him. Doth the Master call? Lo, my spirit answers, ‘Come, Master, my heart’s doors are flung wide open. Come and sit on the throne of my heart. Enter in and sup with me and I with Thee, and make this a gladsome season of intimate fellowship between my soul and her Lord.'”~ C.H. Spurgeon

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The Master is Come

And when she had so said, she went her way, and called Mary, her sister, secretly, saying, “The Master is come, and calleth for thee.” – John 11:28

That word “The Master” has a sweet ring about it. He is the Master. He that is come is earth’s Master. What are your cares? He can relieve them. What are your troubles? He can overcome them, and sweep them out of the way. The Master has come. “Cast thy burden on the Lord: He will sustain thee.” He is hell’s Master. Art thou beset with fierce temptations and foul insinuations of the arch-fiend? The Master has come. Oh! lift thy head, thou captive daughter of Zion, for thy bands are broken. The Breaker is come up before them; their King shall pass before them, and the Lord on the head of them. He who hath come is no menial servant, but the right royal Master Himself. The Master is come. What though your heart now seem cold as a stone and your spirit is cast down within you? What though death hath set up its adamantine throne in thy breast? The Master has come, and His presence can thaw the ice, dissolve the rock, bring thee all the graces of the Spirit and all the blessings of heaven that thy soul can possibly require. “The Master is come”-does not that touch your soul and fire your passions? Whose Master is He but your own? And what a Master! No taskmaster, no slave’s master, but such a Master that His absolute sovereignty inspires you with sweetest confidence; for He binds you with the bonds of love, and draws you with the cords of a man. Master indeed is He! Aye, Lord and sole Master of your soul’s inmost core if you be what you profess to be; the Master whose sceptre is the sceptre of reed which He carried in His hand when He was made a scorn and scoffing for you; the Master whose crown is the crown of thorns which He wore for your sins when He accomplished your redemption. Your Master. He is only Master in that same sense in which the tender loving husband is the master of the house. Love makes Him supreme, for He is Master in the art of love, and, therefore, Master of our loving hearts. How sweetly doth “my Master” sound! “My Master.” ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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Pray the Lord Jesus to Make Them New

Behold, I make all things new. – Revelation 21:5

Let me just say a few words to those of you who love the Lord. You may have some very bad children, or you have some relatives who are going on in sin from bad to worse. I earnestly recommend you attentively to consider my text. “Behold,” says Christ, “I make all things new.” “No, no,” says the old father, “I used to pray for my boy; he broke my heart; he brought his mother’s grey hairs with sorrow to the grave; but he has gone away, and I have not heard of him for years, and I am almost afraid to wish I ever may hear of him again, for he did seem so reckless, that my only comfort is in trying to forget him.” “Yes,” says a husband here, “I have prayed for my wife so many times, that I do feel tempted to give it up; it is not likely that I shall ever live to see her saved.” Oh! but, brethren and sisters, we do not know; since the Lord saved us, there cannot be any limits as to what he can do. Look at the text, “Behold I make all things new.” I will pray, “Lord, make my children new.” You shall pray, “Lord, make my wife new.” You godly wives, who have ungodly husbands, you shall pray, “Lord, make our husbands new.” You who have dear friends who lie upon your bosom, as you anxiously think of them, pray the Lord Jesus to make them new. When our friends are made new, oh! what a great comfort they are; just as much so as they formerly were a sorrow. The greater the sinner, the greater the joy to loving believers when they see him saved. “Behold,” says Christ-I do like that word- “Behold it! Stand and look at it! See how I took the man when he was up to his neck in sin, and made him preach the gospel. Can I not do the same again? Look there and see the dying thief upon the cross, black with a thousand crimes: I washed him and took him to Paradise the same day; what can I not do? Behold I make all things new.” Courage, my brethren and sisters. We will not entertain any more doubt about Christ’s power to save. ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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Nothing Less Will Do – You Must Be Born Again

Jesus answered and said unto him, Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God. – John 3:3

Behold, the Lord Jesus is now enthroned in heaven. He it is who makes all things new. Is not this what some of you deeply need? If you look within, yourselves will see much to disgust and alarm you. Peradventure, you dare not take stock of yourselves now; you dare not consider where you are, nor what you are, nor whither you are bound. “To speak candidly,” you say, “I want reforming.” Very likely, but you want a great deal more than mere reformation. I have heard of a being who used habitually to swear, “God mend me!” Somebody said, “Better make a new one.” That is the case with full many of you. You are saying, “Well, I will turn over a new leaf.” You had better shut the book up altogether, and never turn over any more leaves, for all the pages are alike bad. “Oh! well,” says one, “I shall try if I cannot alter.” I wish you would try God’s altering of you, instead of altering yourselves. “Well, but surely, surely, I may wash and be clean; I will try to make myself as clean as possible?” Yes, yes, that is all very well; but what if you have a corpse in the house? I would have you make it clean, yet that will not make it live. However much you may wash it, it is corrupt still. You may reform yourselves as much as ever you please, all your reformation will be futile; you need more, a great deal more than that. The fact is, you must be made new. Nothing less will do; you must be made new; you must be born again. “Ah!” says one, “if I could be made new, there might be a chance for me.” Well now, Christ looks down from His throne in heaven, and He says, “Behold I will make all things new.”…Do not be afraid, however bad thy character, or however vicious thy disposition. “Behold,” says Christ, “I make all things new.” What a wonder it is that a man should ever have a new heart!

I am glad to notice the tear in your eye, when you think on the past, but wipe it away now, and look up to the cross and say:-

“Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bid’st me come to Thee,
O Lamb, O God, I come.”

~ C.H. Spurgeon

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