Sermon 880. The Former and the Latter Rain

A sermon

(No. 880)

Delivered on Sunday Morning, JULY 11, 1869, by


At the Metropolitan Tabernacle, Newington

"Let us now fear the Lord our God, who gives rain, both the former and the latter, in its season. He reserves for us the appointedweeks of the harvest."- Jeremiah 5:24.

SUCH are the climate and soil of Palestine, that all agricultural operations are most manifestly dependent upon the periodicalrainfall. Hence the people speak of the weather and the crops with a more immediate reference to God than is usual with us.It is said that the common expressions of the peasantry are such as quite strike travelers with their apparently devout recognitionof the Almighty agency. Certainly we may account for a very large number of what may be called the agricultural promises ofthe Old Testament from the fact that little of the food of the people was gained by manufacture or commerce. The whole populationdepended upon the field and the field upon the rain.

Palestine is the very opposite of Egypt, which is so well irrigated by its river. And it is equally different from our ownland, in which seasons of comparative drought may yet prove to be years of plenty. In Palestine, the agriculturalist musthave the rain. He must receive the first rain soon after the corn is put into the ground, otherwise it will rot or be blownaway with the dust as his fields become turned into a kind of impalpable powder by the summer's sun. He must have the latterrain just before the time of harvest, otherwise the ears lacking the moisture that should fill them out, will become thinand lean, barely worth the ingathering-in fact, they will yield no flour for the food of man. The farmer depends entirelyupon the early and the latter rain, and if these do not fall pretty plenteously in their season, a time of famine will ensue.

Although our climate does not so immediately remind us of our dependence upon God, yet it would be well if we remembered fromwhere all our blessings come and look up to the hand from which our daily bread is distributed. In these herbless miles ofpavement and these dreary wildernesses of brick, we scarcely perceive the lapse of the seasons. In vain for us the violetof spring sheds its perfume, or the last rose of summer blushes with beauty-seed time and harvest come and go all unobserved-yetare citizens and merchants as much dependent upon the fruit of the field as the young lads who reap and mow.

Therefore let us lift up our eyes to the Lord who gives rain and in so doing drops bread from Heaven! When He gives seasonsfavorable for the harvest, let us thank Him for it. And if at any time He restrains the blessings of the elements and loadsthe air with blight and mildew, let us fear and tremble before Him and humble ourselves before His chastening hand-

"The harvest-song we would repeat,

You give us the finest wheat.

The joys of harvest we ha ve known,

The praise, O Lord, is all Your own." Gratitude for Providential mercies is not, however, the subject of this morning's discourse.I intend to use the text rather in a spiritual sense.

As it is in the outward world, so is it in the inward. As it is in the physical, so is it in the spiritual-man is a microcosm,a little world-and all weather and seasons find their image in him. The earth is dependent upon the rain shower from Heaven-soare the souls of men. And so are their holy works dependent upon the Grace shower which comes from the great Father of light,the Giver of every good and perfect gift. A famine would surely follow in the East if the rain were withheld-so would spiritualdisasters of the worse kind be sure to ensue if the Grace of God were restrained. We shall consider this great Truth of Godin its bearing upon two important matters-first, as it respects the work of God which we carry on outside us. And, secondly,as it respects the work of God as it is carried on within us.

I. First, then, THE WORK OF GOD AS IT IS CARRIED ON OUTSIDE US. It is necessary, whenever any holy enterprise is commenced,that it should be early watered by the helpful Spirit of God. Nothing begins well unless it begins in God. It cannot takeroot, it cannot spring up in hopefulness unless the Holy Spirit shall descend upon it. It will wither like the grass uponthe housetops if the celestial dew of the morning falls not early upon it. The like Grace is equally necessary after yearsof growth. There is urgent need of the latter rain, the shower of revival, in which the old work shall be freshened and thefirst verdure shall be restored. Without this latter rain, the period of harvest which is the end aimed at will be disappointing.

My Brothers and Sisters, members of this Church, it will make my discourse more practical if I apply it to the Church of whichwe are members. You who are members of other Churches can readily, in a like case, apply the Truth to your spiritual homes.Years ago we were diminished and brought low. Dark was the hour and pale were the faces. The numbers who gathered for sacredworship in connection with this Church might almost be counted upon the fingers. Our Zion was all but utterly forsaken.

Yet there was a living band of men whose hearts the Lord had touched, who ceased not to pray day and night that He would bepleased to remember us. To these entreaties Heaven sent a gracious answer and now for these 16 years God has been pleasedto look in mercy upon us as a Church and congregation and in continued prosperity we have rejoiced day by day. Many of youare the fruits, this day, of the blessing which came to us in the first years of the early rain. How soon the congregationwas multiplied! Place after place was found to be too small for us-still the blessing of God was with us and multitudes throngedto hear the Word of God!

Blessed be His name, we had not only hearers, but we had converts! We heard on every side the cry of repenting sinners andmultitudes said, "What must we do to be saved?" Our Church grew exceedingly, so that we realized the blessing of the Apostolictimes-"The Lord added to the Church daily such as should be saved." We were as wet as Gideon's fleece with the dew of Heaven!And what prayers we then put up! Have we not been present, some of us, in Prayer Meetings when we were all moved by the breathof God's Spirit, as the growing wheat is moved by the wind? How often were our souls within us bowed to the very dust in admiringwonder to see how the Lord worked!

As we saw the crowds, we stood still and cried in amazement, "Who are these that fly as a cloud and as the doves to theirwindows?" Then, being baptized of the Holy Spirit, we walked together in holy unity of love, in earnestness of endeavor, inthe generosity which spared no expense for Christ. We shared in the love which thought no evil, in the zeal which dared allthings, in the courage that defied opposition! Our Graces flourished and our communion was sweet and unbroken. And now, aspastor of this Church, having seen what God has done for us, I can gratefully add, "the Lord has not withdrawn His hand, lo,these well-near 16 years, from our midst."

Conversions have never become less numerous. There has been, so far as I can judge, little or no flagging in the earnestnessof your endeavors, and though more might have been done, and should have been done, yet still for what has been done let Godhave all the praise! But my fear is-a fear which haunts me often, a fear which springs, I trust, out of zeal for God's Glory-lesthaving had the early rain we should become contented to forego the latter rain. But ah, this must not be! Any Church thatdreams that it is established by the lapse of years and can stand alone because of its acquired strength. Any Church thatimagines that prayer need not be so humble and vehement. Any Church that conceives that its ministry has in it a natural powerwhich guarantees its efficiency. Any Church that dreams that its membership has become so influential that it can supportits own work. The hour of peril is come and the day of its downfall is near at hand of any Church that relies in any respectupon an arm offlesh!

Let not the Church say, "We have done enough." Let it not boast that it has reached the Ultima Thule of industry and liberality.The end of progress is come when we have reached self-contentment! When we glory in the multitude of goods laid up for manyyears, we are already naked and poor and miserable! I, therefore, beseech my Brothers and Sisters joined with me in Churchfellowship here, earnestly to entreat that we now may have the latter rain as we before received the early rain! May renewedGrace be to us a token that the God who blessed us in the past has not turned away from doing us good.

We have the unconverted in our midst. They sit by our side in these pews-we need Divine Grace for these. A number of our hearerswho were unconverted 15 years ago are still with us but yet not of us! Alas, in that space of time a large number have passedinto eternity unsaved. The crowds still gather to listen to the Word and we need, still, the

blessing upon the preacher in delivering, and the people in hearing the Truth of God. We cannot do without it! O members ofthis Church, let no man take our crown! The crown of this Church has been the souls converted unto God by the Holy Spiritin this place! Let us struggle to retain this crown! Let us incessantly pray that instead of losing this glory we may increasein it to the Glory of God!

I know not how to speak to you for the very reason that I need to speak infinitely better than I can. For it seems to me thatif God should leave us, our own sadness and our own shame will be the least part of the evil. Those who have watched our growthand been encouraged in similar efforts will be discouraged and the kingdom of the Master will in that measure decline. Othersof His servants will hang their harps upon the willows and return to that dull, dead, cold monotony, long so common to ourchurches. My Brethren, you began the battle well! You rushed to the encounter and swept all before you! Servants of the livingGod! The day is hot and long, the struggle still continues! The enemy still holds the ground-can you keep your line, can youstand in your phalanx, can you endure to the end and march on with still greater ardor to the fray until the field is wonand the shout goes up that the King eternal, immortal, has won the victory? Thus in connection with any one Church.

The same is true in connection with any sphere of labor in which any individual among us may happen to be engaged. I willtrust that every Believer here has found something to do for his Lord and Master. In commencing any Christian work, noveltygreatly assists enthusiasm and it is very natural that under first impulses the beginner should achieve an easy success. Thedifficulty of the Christian is very seldom the commencement of the work. The true labor lies in the perseverance which alonecan win the victory. I address some Christians here who have now been for years occupied with a service which the Holy Spiritlaid upon them. I would remind them of the early rain of their youthful labors, the moisture of which still lingers on theirmemories, although it has been succeeded by long years of drought.

Brothers, be encouraged! A latter rain is yet possible. Seek it! That you need it so much is a cause for sorrow, but if youreally feel your need of it, be glad that the Lord works in you such sacred desires. If you did not feel a need for more DivineGrace it would be a reason for alarm. But to be conscious that all that God did by you in the past has not qualified you todo anything without Him now-to feel that you lean entirely upon His strength now, as much as ever- is to be in a conditionin which it shall be right and proper for God to bless you abundantly.

Wait upon Him, then, for the latter rain. Ask that if He has given you a little of blessing in past years, He would returnand give you 10 times as much now, even now, so that, at the last, if you have sown in tears, you may come again rejoicing,bringing your sheaves with you! Alas, the danger of every Christian worker is that of falling into routine and self-sufficiency.We are most apt to do what we have been accustomed to do and to do it half asleep. One of the hardest tasks in all the worldis to keep the Christian awake on the enchanted ground. The tendencies of this present time and of all times, is to put usto sleep! The life, the power of our public services and private devotion speedily evaporates. We pray as in a dream and praiseand preach like sleepwalkers!

May God be pleased to stir us up, to awaken and quicken us by sending us the latter rain to refresh His weary heritage. Thusmuch upon the first point.

II. Let us turn to the second, which will more concern each one of us and come closer home to our hearts. Spirit of

God, help us in dispensing Your Truth! We shall apply the text to OUR SPIRITUAL LIFE WITHIN US. Here note,

first, that usually the spiritual life, as soon as it is commenced, experiences a former rain, or a delightful visitationof Divine Grace. Suffer me to speak to your memories for a little while. You remember when you were converted to God. Someof us remember the day and the hour and the very spot, to a yard! Others cannot remember, but they need not, therefore, bediscouraged, for if they are alive unto God, it is a small matter about when they were born. They may rest assured, if theirfaith is resting upon Christ, alone, it is well with them whether their conversion was gradual or sudden.

But I say, many of you remember when you were converted, or thereabouts. Now, was not the period after you had believed inJesus the happiest that you ever spent? Yes, though there have been times of joy since then, yet in some respects must notthat period bear the palm? So blessed was our first conversion, to some of us, that those first days are as green and fragrantin our memories as if they were but yesterday! They are as fresh and fair as if they had but just budded in the garden oftime. Other days, like withered flowers, are no longer sweet and lovely to gaze upon, but these are as well-bedewed with thefreshness of the morning as though they were of the present rather than the past.

What bliss it was to feel that we were saved! Our hearts danced at the very thought of full salvation. The only fear was thatit was too good to be true! Our faith was exceedingly strong-Christ upon the Cross was always in our view. We had no experience,then, to set in the place of Christ-no sanctification to mix up with His righteousness in our justification. Our belief inJesus was very simple and childlike, and consequently was very comforting and we were very, very happy. Oh, how blessed prayerwas, then! Then we did really talk with God! Then we did not need to whip ourselves up to our closets to pray-we only wishedwe could stay upon our knees all day long and talk our hearts out to God!

We little cared, then, whether the place of worship was hot or cold. Whether we were seated or standing. We cared only forthe Gospel! We would have gone over hedge and ditch to hear a sermon! It did not matter what was the style of the preacher-ifhe were eloquent, we did not hear him for his eloquence-we loved the Gospel too well to care about oratory! If a plain-speakingman told us of our Master and His love, we liked it all the better for his plainness of speech so long as we could but seeour Master! To hear anyone talk of a precious Christ, and of pardon bought with blood, and of full and free salvation wasHeaven to us!

If, in those days we had to suffer anything for Jesus, we only regretted we could not suffer more. We did not run out of theway of reproaches in those days, but were almost prepared to court them for His dear name's sake-

"What peaceful hours we then enjoyed, How sweet their memory still."

That was the early rain. The seed had just been sown and the Master, to make it take deeper root and spring up faster intothe green blade, gave us the sacred shower of His loving Presence. There was much tender wisdom in this gentleness, for thenew-born soul is very weak at first. Looking back to those days, we can clearly see what helpless infants we were. In knowledgewe were very babes to whom many things could not be revealed because we could not have borne them. We fancied that our souls'battle was over, that we were out of gunshot of the devil and doubt-whereas the fight was just commencing-a fight never tocease until death and Heaven reveal the victory!

The Lord was pleased to restrain the enemy from tormenting us because we could not, then, have fought it out with him. Thegreat and good Lord tempered the wind to the shorn lamb. He covered the little bird with His feathers. He carried the babyin His arms. He watered the tender plants and set a hedge about them in love. The Great Farmer knew how much our tender andweek roots required the dew of Heaven and therefore He liberally provided it. Moreover, many of us, before our conversion,passed through fire and through water-conviction of sin frowned on us by the year together. We laid in Doubting Castle andwere beaten with the crab tree club of despair, fearing lest we were reprobates and past hope.

It was tenderly wise on our Lord's part that when we came out at last and rejoiced in a crucified Savior, we should enjoya time of repose-for our bones were broken, our moisture was turned into the drought of summer and we were ready to die. Itwas kindness on God's part when our terrors had aggravated our weakness and depression of spirits, that He should give usa time of great delight, when the love of our espousals would make us forget our fears. Besides, our Master at that time gaveus the early rain, as it were, to give our young plant a start in commencing our heavenly growth-a growth to which we mightlook back in later years. How often have we been refreshed, since then, in our times of sorrow, by remembering the monthspast when the candle of the Lord shone round about our head!

Those early, happy days! Could it have all been a delusion? Was it all a mistake? What? When our sinful companions were allgiven up? When our darling lusts were all torn away? When the right eye was plucked out and the right arm cut off? Could itall have been a sham? When the head was leaned upon the Savior's bosom and the promise was so sweet- was it all excitement?No, our memory says it was not so-it was real, it was true! And He that gave us thus the foretaste, certainly has not changed-

"His love in times past forbids us to think, He'll leave us at last in trouble to sink." I do not give much for the faithwhich lives on past experiences, for the precious faith of God's elect feeds on fresh manna day by day. But, at the same time,there are dark and dreary moments when past experience serves us well.

Beloved Christian, if you are now this day in the dark, pluck a torch from the altars of yesterday with which to kindle thelights of today! The faithful Promiser was with you, then. You had His love to cheer you, then-go to Him yet once more andyou shall receive the latter rain of renewed Grace from Him who gives Grace upon Grace! Before I leave this point, let mesay one word of encouragement to any who are seeking my Lord and Master. I trust some of you

are doing so. You have long been hearers of the Word of God, but you are not converted yet, and perhaps you are sad because,after much seeking, you have not been found by Him.

Let me assure you, when you have found the Lord, your waiting will be richly recompensed. I would have lingered at His doorfor 80 years if He would for a recompense give me but the one kiss of His lips. I would gladly lie at His pool of mercy, yes,a whole natural life, if but at the last my crimson sins might be washed away and my soul be made whiter than snow. "Oh, but,"you say, "if He comes not soon, I shall die of despair before His coming!" But He will bring such cordials to you, such wineson the lees well refined, that your despair shall take wings and fly away! And instead of the black raven of doubt, you shallreceive the dove of consolation bringing the olive branch of peace in her mouth!

Hope in God, for you shall yet praise Him for the help of His Countenance. If you would have the early rain soon, do not waitany longer. Obey the Gospel precept at once, for simple obedience will bring the early rain at once. That precept is, "Believeon the Lord Jesus Christ and you shall be saved." Oh, the hundreds of times I have proclaimed this to you and others haveproclaimed it in your ears, also, and yet you will not yield your hearts to it! You continue, still, to say, "I feel," or,"I do not feel," "I am," or "I am not." You have 50,000 excuses why you should not comply with the Master's message. No comfort,however, can be yours, till, sink or swim, you cast yourself on Christ! If you will but trust Christ to save you, you shallbe saved at this very hour!

Now shall the burden of your guilt fall from your shoulders and your peace be like a river and you shall go on your way rejoicingthat you are saved! O why will you not obey this? May the Holy Spirit constrain you! May you now do what I am sure, if Godhas chosen you, you will have to do before long, namely, have done with yourself and close in with Christ! Have done withfeelings or need of feelings! Have done with your works, bad or good! Have done with self and all that grows out of self andcome to that Cross where hangs a bleeding Savior, the world's only hope! O that you could say, "My hope is there alone"! Itshall be well with you if you will now cast yourself upon Him. You shall then have a happy season, such as only Believersknow.

It is very usual in the life of Grace for the soul to receive in later years, a second very remarkable visitation of the HolySpirit, which may be compared to the latter rain. As I told you, the latter rain was sent to plump out the wheat and makeit full and mature, ready for the after-harvest ripening. So there is a time of special Grace granted to saints, to preparethem for Heaven, to make them completely meet to be partakers of the inheritance of the saints in light. To some, this isgiven in the form of what has very commonly, and I think correctly, been called a second conversion. "When you are converted,strengthen your Brethren," was Christ's remark to Peter, who was even then a converted man.

My Brothers and Sisters, there is a point in Grace as much above the ordinary Christian, as the ordinary Christian is abovethe worldling. Believe me, the life of Divine Grace is no dead level, it is not a low country, a vast flat. There are mountainsand there are valleys. There are tribes of Christians who live in the valleys, like the poor Swiss of the Valais, who livein the midst of the mist, where fever has its lair and the frame is languid and enfeebled. Such dwellers in the lowlands ofunbelief are forever doubting, fearing, troubled about their interest in Christ and tossed to and fro. But there are otherBelievers, who, by God's Grace, have climbed the mountain of full assurance and near communion. Their place is with the eaglein his eyrie, high aloft.

They are like the strong mountaineer who has trod the virgin snow, who has breathed the fresh, free air of the Alpine regionsand therefore his sinews are braced and limbs are vigorous. These are they who do great exploits, being mighty men, men ofrenown. The saints who dwell on high in the clear atmosphere of faith are rejoicing Christians, holy and devout men, doingservice for the Master all over the world and everywhere conquerors through Him that loved them. And I desire-oh, how earnestlyI desire you to be such men and women! My craving is that all of you, my Beloved, who have been watered by the former rain,may also be refreshed by a more than ordinary latter rain which shall make you more than ordinary Christians-bringing youbeyond the blade period and the ear period-into the full corn in the ear!

The great policy of Satan of late with the Church has been this-not so much to attack her with open infidelity-for reallyall the infidelity there is in England does not materially affect Churches worthy of the name except to an almost infinitesimalextent. There is a deal more made of skepticism in certain quarters than there is any need for. Skeptics seldom get amongour Christian people. At least I do not meet with them in my enquiries, nor do I see them associating with Christians of myassociation. The plan Satan seems to have adopted is not that of attacking our doctrine, but that of

preventing, as far as he can, our raising in our midst a race of eminent and advanced Christians. Pharaoh said, "Destroy themale children." Satan seems to say, "Stop the male children from fulfilling their growth."

We are well enough in our way after the common run of manhood. We believe in Christ. We love Him and contribute somethingto His cause, We preach and we pray. We are a respectable sort of people, but we do not grow to maturity or attain "unto thefirst three." We have in this age but few giants in Divine Grace who rise head and shoulders above the common height-men tolead us on in deeds of heroism and efforts of unstaggering faith. After all, the work of the Christian Church, though it mustbe done by all, often owes its being done to single individuals of remarkable Grace. In this degenerate time we are very muchin need of what Israel had in the days of the Judges-there were raised up among them leaders who judged Israel and were theterror of her foes.

Oh, if the Church, today, had in her midst a race of heroes! If only our missionary operations could be attended with theholy chivalry which marked the Church in the early days! If only we could have back Apostles and martyrs, or even such asCarey and Judson, what wonders would be worked! We have fallen upon a race of dwarfs and are content, to a great extent, tohave it so. There was once in London a club of small men whose qualification for membership lay in their not exceeding fivefeet in height. These dwarfs held, or pretended to hold, the opinion that they were nearer the perfection of manhood thanothers, for they argued that primeval men had been far more gigantic than the present race and consequently the way of progresswas to grow less and less, and that the human race, as it perfected itself, would become as diminutive as themselves.

Such a club of Christians might be established in London and without any difficulty might attain to an enormously numerousmembership-for the notion is common that our dwarfish Christianity is, after all, the standard! And many even imagine thatnobler Christians are enthusiasts, fanatical and hot-blooded-while we are cool because we are wise and indifferent-becausewe are intelligent. We must get rid of all this nonsense! The fact is, the most of us are vastly inferior to the early Christians,who, as I take it, were persecuted because they were thoroughly Christians and we are not persecuted because we hardly areChristians at all! They were so earnest in the propagation of the Redeemer's kingdom, that they became the nuisance of theage in which they lived.

They would not let errors alone. They had not conceived the opinion that they were to hold the Truth of God and leave otherpeople to hold error without trying to intrude their opinions upon them. They preached Christ Jesus right and left and deliveredtheir testimony against every sin. They denounced the idols and cried out against superstition until the world, fearful ofbeing turned upside down, demanded of them, "Is that what you mean? Then we will burn you, lock you up in prison and exterminateyou." To which the Church replied, "We will accept the challenge and will not depart from our resolve to conquer the worldfor Christ." At last the fire in the Christian Church burned out the persecution of an ungodly world.

But we are so gentle and quiet. We do not use strong language about other people's opinions, but let men go to Hell out ofcharity to them! We are not at all fanatical and for all we do to disturb him, the old manslayer has a very comfortable timeof it! We would not wish to save any sinner who does not particularly wish to be saved! If persons choose to attend our ministry,we shall be pleased to say a word to them in a mild way, but we do not speak with tears streaming down our cheeks, groaningand agonizing with God for them. Neither would we thrust our opinions upon them, though we know they are being lost for lackof the knowledge of Christ crucified! May God send the latter rain to His Church-to me and to you-and may we begin to bestirourselves and seek after the highest form of earnestness for the kingdom of King Jesus! May the days come in which we shallno longer have to complain that we sow much and reap little, but may we receive a hundredfold reward through the Grace ofour Lord Jesus Christ.

Very feebly, but still with the most earnest intentions, I have endeavored to excite in you an ambition after a higher lifeand the setting up of a higher standard. Seek to love your Master more. Pray to be filled with His Spirit. Do not be meretrades people who are Christian, but be Christians everywhere-not plated goods, but solid metal. Be servants of Jesus Christ,whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do. Serve Him with both your hands and all your heart. Get your manhood strung tothe utmost tension and throw its whole force into your Redeemer's service. Live while you live! Drivel not away your existenceupon baser ends, but count the Glory of Christ to be the only object worthy of your manhood's strength-the spread of the Truthof God the only pursuit worthy of your mental powers-spend and be spent in your Master's service.

I must draw to a close by noticing that the text speaks of a third thing. There is the former rain and the latter rain andthen he says, "He reserves for us the appointed weeks of harvest." Yes, if we shall get this latter rain-and may we have it!-itwill then be time to be looking forward to our harvest. Consider well that the harvest begins in the field, though it endsin the garner. Going to Heaven begins upon earth, and as the text tell us of weeks, so may I add that going to Glory is oftena long work. I believe God takes months and years in getting in His sheaves. We call it dying, do we not? But it is not dyingI am talking of now-that is but the work of an instant-I refer to going Home, and that is a longer process.

When the sickle cuts away the wheat from the earth, the harvest is begun. The grain is not garnered yet, but still that isseparated from earth and that is half the harvest. Even so in the process of getting a soul to Heaven, it must be detachedfrom the earth where it grew. The sickle has cut many of our earth-bonds already for some of us and no doubt the gash at thetime has been very deep and sharp-but how could we, as God's wheat, be carried into the garner without first of all beingseparated from the earth? How could our immortal spirits enter into the everlasting rest without first of all being dissociatedfrom everything in which we tried to find a rest below? It is a sign of getting near to Heaven when we gradually bid adieuto those things that we hoped at one time to dwell with forever-when the almost idolized comforts are readily resigned-whenabsorbing aims and engrossing objects are thrust back into the rear ranks and the things eternal fill the foreground of oursouls.

It is a glorious thing to become indifferent to the visible and only earnest about the invisible. We are like a balloon whileit is tied to the earth-it cannot mount. Even so our ascent to Heaven is delayed by a thousand detaining cords and bands andthe process of setting us free is cutting the ropes one by one. Some of you are conscious of getting older and weaker-Godis evidently loosening the ties of earth. You have already more relatives in Heaven than on earth. If you count over the namesof dear companions on earth, they make but a slender list. But count over the names of dear saints which have gone beforeand with whom you have had fellowship, and then the roll is long. Be thankful that you have so many ties upward and so fewbonds to earth! Prepare to mount to the majority! The wheat may well rejoice for the sharp cuts of the sickle because it isthe sign of going home to the garner.

After the wheat is cut it stands in shocks, shocks of corn fully ripe, not growing out of the earth, but merely standing onit. The shock is quite disconnected from the soil. How happy is the state of a Christian when he is in the world but is notlinked to it! His ripeness drops here and there a grain into the soil, for he is still ready to do good, but he has no longerany vital connection with anything below. He is waiting to be in Heaven. Here comes the wagon. The corn is put into it andwith shouts it is carried home. Soon will our heavenly Father send His chariot and we who have been ripened by the latterrain and separated from earth by His Spirit's sickle, shall be borne in the chariot of triumph amidst the shouts of the angelsand the songs of thrice blessed spirits, up to the eternal garner!

Oh, how it overcomes one to think that we shall be there forever! Here we are like the wheat that is under the snow, or bittenby the frost, or nibbled by the sheep-subject to blight and blast and mildew-but up there we shall be as the wheat in thegarner beyond the reach of danger! We shall be our Lord and Master's everlasting portion, the dear reward of all His sufferingsand griefs which were His plowings and sowings for us. Shall it always be so? Shall our heads always wear the starry crown?Shall our hands always strike celestial harp strings? Oh, yes! It must be so, for we have believed in Jesus and faith in Jesussecures a portion among the blessed!

Pluck up courage, you faint-hearted ones! And gathering courage, gather also strong desire! Pray for your own maturity andperfection. Seek this day, in earnest, secret prayer the latter rain because you know it shall have the best results. It shallnot be wasted drops, but it shall fall to be repaid by you in increasing faith, love and holiness and heavenliness-that Christ'swheat, when gathered in, may be worthy of the labor He has spent upon it. May God bless you, dear Brothers and Sisters andlead you on from strength to strength.

And if any of you, my Hearers, are not Christians, may the Lord, the Spirit, lead you to the Cross of Jesus Christ, and Hisshall be the Glory.