Sermon 1400. With the King for His Work!
DELIVERED ON THURSDAY EVENING, NOVEMBER 1, 1877,
BY C.H. SPURGEON,
AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON.
"These were the potters, and those that dwelt among plants and hedges: there they dwelt with the king for his work." 1 Chronicles 4:23.
(A slogan for Sunday school teachers).
ALL labor is honorable. No man ever needs to be ashamed of an honest calling. Whether a potter or a gardener, or whateverelse his occupation may be, the workman need never blush at the craft or toil by which he earns his honest wage. "In the sweatof your face shall you eat bread," belongs to us all. The sluggard may well be ashamed of his sloth, but not the diligentman of his industry. It is quite certain that the Word of God does not disparage the most humble calling. I suppose that thereis scarcely a trade or occupation which is not mentioned in sacred Scripture. The rough hand and the rugged face of the peasantare to be preferred before the dainty finger and the sleek form of the Pharisee.
And the election of Divine Grace has comprised men of all sorts-herdsman and fisherman, brick maker and tent maker-those whoplowed the soil and those who plowed the sea. From all ranks and classes and conditions of men God has been pleased to callforth His own and He has loved them, none the less, because they have had to soil their hands with potter's clay, or bendtheir backs to till the field. Wretched is the clown who sits in the shade while his comrades work in the sun! There is anhonor, then, and a dignity, too, in humble honest toil. The Bible itself does not disdain to record the humble craftsman'sname.
To serve a king always was and still is deemed a thing to be desired. Those who do such duties claim some deference from theirfellows. Work done well, however common, is accounted worthy of its wage, but work done for royalty generally has some specialattraction to commend it. Such a man is privileged by appointment to be purveyor of this or that to Her Majesty, the Queen,and he takes good care to let us know it. It is published in his shop window. It is painted over his door. It is printed onhis cards. It is pointed out on his invoices-he is, "By appointment to the Queen." Royalty seems to dignify him.
But, Beloved, there is a King whom it is a real honor to serve-an honor which angels appreciate-which archangels delight in!That King is the King of kings and of Him we shall speak tonight-and of His service. Earthly kings have many servants andso has the King Eternal. I trust that many of us count it to be the very joy of our life that we call Jesus Christ our Lordand Master and that, to us, it is the highest pleasure to serve Him-to render to Him all that our strength can possibly yieldbecause we feel that we are debtors to Him and are bound, from here on, in bonds of love to His Divine service forever andfor evermore!
Looking at my text, I see three or four observations springing from it.
I. The first is this. Since we have mention, here, of potters and those that dwelt among the plants and hedges with the kingfor his work, we infer that OUR KING HAS MANY KINDS OF SERVANTS. Other kings have servants of different sorts and it wouldbe the extreme of folly if one royal servant should say to another, "You are a nobody. You are of no use because you cannotperform the offices which I am called to discharge." No brother must exult over his neighbor. He that is appointed to oneoffice must fill it and he ought to sympathize with the friend who fulfils any other office, but he should never exalt himselfabove him. The king has many kinds of servants.
Look at any one of our kings and you find that they have soldiers. Until the halcyon days of peace shall arrive-may God speedilysend them-I suppose there will always be standing armies and regiments of soldiers. Certainly, our great King, the King ofkings, has many soldiers! It is their duty to contend earnestly for the faith once delivered to the saints. They have to puton the panoply of God and to contend, not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against
powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world-and against spiritual wickedness in high places! Full often theyhave to draw the sharp sword of controversy against doctrinal errors which might come in to destroy the city of our
Do not find fault with the Christian because he has soldierly qualities. There has been no time since Christ went to Heavenin which soldiers of Christ were not needed. Until the last enemy shall have laid down his weapons and infidelity and superstitionshall be chased out of the world, we shall need these fighting men, who, with sword and shield, go forth to the conflict.They are your Master's servants. Pray for them. But a king has his watchmen, too, who do not go forth to fight, but stay athome and move about the city, especially by night. And do you know, I think the Lord's watchmen are mostly found among thesick. During the day, I suppose, there is little fear lest the incense of prayer should cease to rise up to the Throne ofHeaven. But were we all in good health we might be all asleep and no prayer might be ascending.
From this island, at a certain hour of the night, if all were locked in slumber, there would be no petitions going up! Andso it seems to me that as a part of heavenly ordinance, that every hour shall be sanctified by prayer-as well the dead ofnight as the blaze of noon-so He keeps some of His watchmen awake. They must pray. Their pains, their sleeplessness, keepthem devout. They lift up their hearts to the Most High. And so with a blessed cordon of prayer the night watches are surroundedand the Lord keeps His flock safe from the wolf. I like to think of those who cannot come out to the assembly and cannot takepart in any of the active exercises of evangelism, can, on their beds, keep watch for the Lord. "You that make mention ofthe Lord keep not silence and give Him no rest until He establishes and makes Jerusalem a praise in the earth." These areHis remembrancers-these consumptives, these sick folk-who in the gloomy hours of night keep awake and pour out their heartlike water before the Lord!
Now, let not the soldier despise her that tarries at home, for she divides the spoil. Let not Barak exult over feeble Jaelwho keeps the tent, for it may be that her prayer shall drive the nail through the adversary's brow and it shall not fallto Barak to be honored, but unto the humble stay-at-home. Oh, watch, you watchers! Plead much, you intercessors! You are theLord's servants! Active and passive duties are, alike, valuable, and God accepts them! Let no one, therefore, exalt over another.
There are some of my Master's servants that are His heralds. You know that great kings have their trumpeters to go and proclaimfor them. This is an honorable office and one to which I trust many a young man here will aspire-to be a herald of the Crossto publish salvation. Get up to the high mountains and lift up your voice! Lift them up. Lift them up with strength. Say untothe cities of Judah, "Behold your God!" And in every court there are scribes as well as heralds- the king's registrars thathave to keep the chronicles and the records. So our great King has His scribes-the men of Isachar that can handle the pen-theywhose hearts indite the good matter, for they speak of the things which they have made touching the king as the pen movesacross the page.
Well, whether it is by the spoken utterance of the tongue, or by the silent but vigorous expression of facts, thoughts andfeelings-we must be equally grateful for every opportunity to do anything for Jesus! And instead of beginning to question,"Which is the more valuable?" let each one seek to make his own department of the Master's service as complete and efficientas he can. Our King, too, has His musicians, as other monarchs have, who play before them to make a goodly sound upon an instrument.And I delight in those of my Master's servants who can dedicate musical talents to Him and give us, first of all, the sweetpoetry with which we adore Him in Psalm and song. And after that the sweet tunes which help us with united voice to magnifythe Lord.
Then there are sweet voices which help us of gruffer note in some way to keep harmony and so together to praise God. God bethanked for the Brothers and Sisters who have voices of melody! Let them consecrate it to their Lord and train it and useit always with discretion, not perhaps too loudly, and yet sometimes not too softly, either. Still, in a king's house theydo not all sing. They cannot. There are some that make no melody. Servants are there in the royal palace that make no musicunless it is with the brush and the broom, or whose music consists of the motion of their willing feet as they wait at thetable, or as they go from chamber to chamber upon the royal errand.
Now, let not those who can sing His praises exalt themselves above those who can only perform the lowest service for the Lord.And let not those who are performing the real service of life think that there is something about their labor that is moreacceptable than the singing of Jehovah's praise, for it is not so. Each one in his own order, all acting with
the right motive, all helping to take their part in the right spirit-all shall be equally acceptable with God through JesusChrist our Lord.
Here is a great variety of servants. I cannot stop to go through them all, but you see the text mentions some of them calledpotters. I do not know but they may supply a very good example for Sunday school teachers. Let them not be ashamed of themetaphor, for I cheerfully put myself with them, as I hope the minister may have some claim to be classed among the King'spotters. What do the potters do but take the clay while it is yet pliable and soft-and put it on the wheel and make the wheelrevolve-and then with thumb and finger fashion the clay as it revolves before them, to make a vessel fit for royal use? Well,dear Sunday school teachers, if ever at any time the human mind is pliable, it is while a child is young! We would, all ofus, find it hard to learn who never had studious habits till we reached the age of 30 years or upward!
Many a man is willing enough to be a student, but he has not the faculty for it. His skull has become set and hard and tight-andhe cannot make his brain work as he could have done if he had begun earlier! But with the younger folk-oh what an opportunitythere is to do a world with them! We cannot fashion them unless the hand of the Lord is with our hands-unless God makes theirhearts soft-unless He puts them on the wheel for us! But if He does that, oh how a mother's hands can mold her boy! How ateacher's heart can mold the boy or girl committed to him or her and how throughout life the men and women of the future willbear about them the marks of the teachers of today! You are the King's potters! May He help you to do the work aright.
And then there is another class of workers mentioned, and those, I think, are like Sunday school teachers, too- those thatdwell among plants and hedges. These were the king's gardeners. They dwelt in sheltered places-in enclosures that were protectedby hedges to keep off the wind and so retain the heat. They lived in pleasant retreats where rare plants could grow. Now thisis just what the Sunday school teacher should be. He tries to get the plants out from the wild waste and bring them into the-
"Garden walled around, Chosen and made peculiar ground. The little spot enclosed by Grace, Out of the world's wide wilderness."He knows the Church is the garden of the Lord and he longs to plant many little slips in it. And I bless God that there aresome teachers that my eyes rest upon who have planted many little slips that have been growing well. I thanked God when Isaw them first take root! I bless the Lord when it is my business to water them as it is mine, now, and still that of theirteachers. And I hope it will be the business of the teacher and the pastor, too, to gather much fruit from these little plantsthat we dwell among, that we plant, that we water and we tend.
Dear Friends, if you are engaged in this service, it is a right honorable one. The first man was a gardener and the SecondMan-the Lord from Heaven-was supposed to be a gardener and the supposition was not untrue, for never was there such a gardenas He planted! It is He who makes the wilderness to rejoice and blossom as the rose. Because of His own excellency and becauseof the plants that He has nurtured, the Church is a garden of unparalleled renown! Thus there are many servants of our greatMaster and I will only say this much more concerning them-how blessed it is to be included in the number! Oh, one does notmind what department he takes so long as he may but serve Christ! I have often prayed by myself a prayer like this-"Lord makeme the doormat of the Church. Let everybody wipe his boots upon me. Let me bear the mud and the mire so long as my Master'stemple may be kept clean by me."
And I think any Christian man will wish to take the lowest and most menial place so that he may be accounted of by our Lordas among "His servants who serve Him." The dishwashers in Christ's kitchen are more honorable than the counselors of an imperialcourt! They that have to do the worst and blackest work, if such there is to be done for the great Master, have a higher esteemin the judgment of perfect spirits than those that rule empires, conduct armies, but know not the fear of God!
II. I proceed to our second observation-ALL WHO LIVE WITH OUR KING MUST WORK. Read the text.
"There were the potters, and those that dwelt among plants and hedges: there they dwelt with the king for his work." Theydid not live on the king's bounty and dwell on the king's country estates to do nothing-they dwelt there for his work. I donot know whether all that call my Master, "Lord," have caught this idea. I have thought that some of our
Church members imagine that the cause of Christ was a coach and that they were to ride in it-and that they would prefer thebox seat-or else a very comfortable seat in the center.
Nor do they wish to be crowded by too many fellow travelers-they do not like to be pressed for room even in the pews-theywould rather sit at ease, solace themselves with their own dignity and ride to Heaven in a quiet, respectable, comfortablesort of way. In fact, it would appear to me as if some of our friends imagined that when a man becomes a Believer he may reposeon a silken couch and be carried to Glory in a palanquin, never needing to do anything afterwards, but simply to dream himselfinto everlasting happiness! They get a nice creed that drugs their conscience. They settle down in some snug corner wherethey defy anybody to disturb their security. They select a sound minister who runs on one line that he never leaves. Theylisten sometimes, not often too earnestly, to the plan and promises of the Gospel and when they have listened they say theyare fed.
And if they ask about a minister, the question is, "Are you fed?" When it has got as far as the feeding their interest isexhausted. With the work of faith and the labor of love they never meddle. But let me assure you, as a matter of fact, thatthey that live with our King must work! They do not work that they may live with Him, but they work because they live withHim. Because His Grace has admitted them into His courts, therefore from that time they begin to work with all diligence.And why is this? What motive prompts them? Well, first, because He works. Jesus said, "My Father works to this day and I work."The most wonderful Worker in the universe is God Himself-and His dear Son, when He was here-never had an idle hour. "He wentabout doing good."
He began life as a carpenter and, I do not doubt, worked hard at it. Then as a Savior He surveyed on the outset His greatcharge, "to fulfill all righteousness." With untiring zeal He pursued His arduous mission to the end and He finished His work.Until He said, "It is finished," He did not relax His ardor or lay down His toil. Brothers and Sisters, we cannot dwell withthe great working God and yet be sluggards! He will not put up with it! He will not have communion with us unless we are agreedwith Him. "How can two walk together unless they are agreed?" Are you an active-minded person and have you had a servant thatyou could not stir or hasten or make her move with agility? Or have you had a workman who took one step today and anothertomorrow?
Why, it gives you the fidgets! It makes your flesh creep! You do not know what to do. You cannot bear it. You take hold ofthe broom, or whatever else he is pretending to handle, and start using it-for you would sooner do the work yourself! Yourpatience is exhausted. Now, a glorious and active-minded God will not walk with sluggards! He cannot endure them. If you areto dwell with God you must be His servant. You must have something to do in His name. In whatever occupation it may be, youmust lay yourself out, for His Glory is essential and imperative.
The next reason why those that dwell with Him must work is that His company always inspires us with the desire to do somethingfor Him. You never spent a happy hour alone in private prayer holding privileged communion with God when you did not feelconstrained to say, "Lord, show me what You would have me do." You never enjoyed full assurance of faith without the questioncoming to you, "What shall I render to the Lord for all His benefits to me?" You cannot look at Him, bleeding on the Cross,pouring out His soul unto death for us, without feeling that the couch of inglorious ease would ill befit a faithful disciple'sfavored fellowship with Him. You crave that your hands should find something to do and that your tongue should have somethingto say. You yearn for some opportunity of sounding forth His dear praises!
You may go where you will if you want to be idle, but you cannot go to the Cross and come away a sluggard. The nails of itprick us into sacred industry. They are the spurs of Christian duty. The agonies of our self-sacrificing Lord inspire us withsuch ardor that we feel we must serve Him and take it as a favor, not as a tax. It is a delight rather than a duty to layourselves out for Him! When you get into Christ's courts, there is so much to do that you cannot help doing something! Ifyou are a member of an active Church, you find yourself called upon this way and that way to spend and to be spent for Christ.In such a hive, drones are despicable! If you live where there are young converts, where there are tried Believers, wherethere are backsliders, where there are hopeful penitents-as these come under your notice you perceive that your Master's houseis full of service-you cannot refrain from taking some share in it and taking it eagerly, anxiously and cheerfully.
No, a true Christian cannot stroll outside his Master's house without feeling calls to service! Can you walk these streetsand have your ears assailed, as I grieve to say you must, with the filthiest language from working men-who
seem, to my mind, to have become more coarse in their talk the last 10 years than they used to be-can you, I ask, go downa street and have your blood curdle at the frequent oaths without feeling that you must be up and doing? Can you see thesestreets swarming with children and not come forward to help the Sunday school? Can you watch the multitudes of boys and girlsstreaming out of the Board School and not say to yourself "What is done with these on the Lord's Day? Others must be hardat work with them, why am I not doing something?"
Everywhere, on all hands, work is suggested and especially by the activity of our adversaries. See how they compass sea andland to make one proselyte! See how the devil incessantly goes about seeking whom he may devour! He appears to have lost hiseyelids! He never sleeps! He is intent upon devouring the souls of men and all the incidents and accidents we meet with sayto us, "Are you Christians? Then bestir yourselves! Are you the King's servants? Then be up and doing, for there are thousandsof things that must be done at once, if done at all, without waiting to discuss the best way of doing them." At any rate,of this thing you may be quite certain-the professor of true religion who is negligent in his Lord's service must and willlose the comforts of his Lord's Presence.
I speak not, of course, of those who are sick, infirm, or helpless-for as I have already explained-by their patience and resignationand intercession they are exercising a very important part of the work of the Lord's Kingdom. But I speak of those of youwho might be actively engaged and I regard it as a rule without exception that sluggish Christians become uncomfortable. Whenyou meet with a Brother or Sister in Christ who is always grievous, complaining of doubts and fears, sighing and groaning,crying and moaning over an experience that puzzles, rather than profits, you need not ask many questions, for you may safelyinterpret all the symptoms. That person does not teach in the Sunday school. That person does not go out preaching in thevillages. That person is very likely doing nothing!
An earnest worker may be occasionally beset with temptations, but he will not be perpetually bewildered with these throesof anxiety. If that is the regular, habitual condition of the man, it looks as if he had a need of something to do. Thereare many flies, moths, spiders and cobwebs in the chambers of the lazy! Surely they would be brushed away if there were moreactivity for Christ. I think any minister will tell you it is the people who do nothing, themselves, in a Church that findfault with those who do the work. With great discernment they can always discover flaws in the policy and practice of theearnest Brothers and Sisters who take the pains and do the drudge of office. Bless their hearts, why do they not do it betterthemselves? No, not they! They seem to think that their department in the sacred household is to find fault with their Master'sservants.
Now 1 have looked all over His house, for I have been in it for years, occupying an official position. I have pried over myMaster's books and I have been into His record office, but do you know I have not found anywhere that He has ever issued appointmentsto any ladies or gentlemen to be the supervisors and censurers of His servants? I believe they act without commission andthat they will probably go without any wages. Or if all service rendered meets with an equitable retribution and the wagesof sin is death-their carping will bring them no comfort and their reviling will be requited with bitter remorse. O Brothersand Sisters, there is no excuse for your culpable inactivity! Christ walks at a quick pace. If you want to walk with Him youmust not loiter! He is no friend to the sluggard!
I cannot always tell you where fellowship with Him may be found, but I can tell you where it can never be enjoyed. He is notwhere idlers lounge and congregate to gossip with gibe and jeer, with slur and sneer, railing at the very men whose conductproves their conscience so pure that they would blight their own interests to bless the Lord's cause. He is with His peoplewho are diligently devoted to His service and seek Him for strength to do that service well. Those that live with our Kingmust work.
III. Now, thirdly, THOSE THAT WORK FOR OUR KING OUGHT TO LIVE WITH HIM. That is the other side of the coin, for these pottersand these gardeners dwelt with the king for his work. I offer to the Sunday school teachers of the south side of London aslogan which may last them for life-"With the King for His work!" Put that up, now, over your mantelpieces. "With the Kingfor His work!" Work, by all means, because you are with the King! But get with the King, by all means, because you want todo His work!
Oh, how important it is that every good servant of our heavenly Master should be with Him! Why? Do you ask me, why? Becauseyou cannot know His will if you do not live with Him! He that lives with Christ gets his orders every day and oftentimes frommoment to moment! He gets guidance from his great Lord's eyes. He says, "You shall guide me with Your eyes." You know howa servant in the house watches her mistress. The mistress does not always need to speak.
Perhaps it is at a dinner. There is a number of guests. She does not keep calling, "Mary," and instructing her in measuredsentences to attend to the various requirements, but by a simple movement of her head, or a quiet glance of her eyes, Marycan understand all her mistress wishes.
Now, those who live with Jesus Christ have a sort of secret alphabet between themselves and Him. Oftentimes when a Christianman does the right thing, you read as a story, or as an anecdote that enlivens a book, how strangely wise he was-how he droppedthe right word at the fitting moment-how he had a knack of giving the right answer to one who wrongly assailed him. Do youknow why he had that knack? He lived with his Master, so he knew what you knew not! He knew the meaning of his Master's eyesand it guided him! Oh, I believe if Sunday school teachers and ministers live with their Lord they will be made wise to winsouls! Oftentimes things they never thought of saying, they will say exactly at the right time to the right persons-and sosurprising will it be to the persons addressed that they will almost think that you must have been told about them! Keep closeto your Master and then you will know your Master's will.
Why should workers live with the Lord but that they may gather strength? Every hour of communion with Christ is an hour ofincreased vigor. In the old fable, when Hercules fought with the giant, he could not kill him. He flung him down with allhis might and Hercules could fling a fellow about. He thought he had dashed him to pieces, but every time he got up, he wasstronger than before! So down he flung him again. "Surely," he thought, "if I have destroyed the hydra and the lion, I cankill this man-this giant." But up the giant sprang again because the old fable said that the earth was his mother-and everytime that he fell, he touched his mother and got new life from her.
So every time a Christian falls on his knees and draws near to his God, he gets a touch of his great Father and he gets newstrength! When the devil throws a Christian to his knees-throws him down with such force, too, that he thinks, "I will crushhim," he gets up again and is stronger than the devil! Over he goes again. He trips him up, flings him down, but every timethe Christian falls to praying, he rises from before the Mercy Seat like a giant against the foe! Oh, then, dwell near theLord, for that is the source of your strength as well as your knowledge! Why should workers dwell with the King? Surely itis to keep up their enthusiasm! Humanly speaking, the very soul of Christianity is enthusiasm. Cold religion-well, there aresome cold things that give one a chill to think of. Cold religion? It is the most ghastly spectacle on which a pure and ferventheart can look! Cold religion? Ugh! It is nauseous!
There is only one thing worse and that is a cool, listless profession, for Jesus Christ tells us that the lukewarm made Himoutright sick. To the Laodicean said the faithful and true Witness, "I would you were cold or hot." "So then because you arelukewarm and neither cold nor hot, I will spit you out of My mouth." Let your faith be at furnace heat! Religion cannot longbe lukewarm-it will either die out or it will kindle and set you all on fire. If it consume a man, then it only reaches theheat at which Jesus Christ lived. Somebody has very properly said, "Blood heat is the healthy heat for a Christian's soul."So it is. But what is the blood heat? The heat of our great atoning Sacrifice-the blood heat of our blessed Redeemer whenHe sweat great drops of blood and gave Himself for us! Would God we were filled with such flaming zeal. But ah, you nevercan attain unto it unless you live with Him! The world is cold and ice-bound and the Church is chill and pierced with theeast wind. Would you get into the tropics where luxuriant fruits grow? Live near Christ! Then you will become enthusiasticand pursue your work with a fervor all Divine!
We must live with our King, too, that we may be inspired with courage. I suppose some teachers are timid. I know some preachersare haunted with strange fears. The way to quicken courage is to look the King in the face. When you see how patiently Heendured reproach and how resolutely He proceeded with His ministry of love, even to die for us, you will not be afraid ofthe faces of men, nor will you shrink from duty because nervous friends warn you of danger. And you need to live with theKing if you would cultivate the soft Grace of patience. Sunday school work is very trying. It often vexes the soul and youget weary. But when you go and look at Him and see how He failed not, neither was discouraged, but went through with the workwhich He undertook till He could say, "It is finished," you will chide your soul for all its futile excitement and feverishunrest. By your patience and perseverance you will approve yourselves as children of God and followers of Christ.
In short, dear Friends, I do not know that a person can do anything for our Lord Jesus Christ aright without living in communionwith Him. I am persuaded that Martha got into trouble about that dinner of hers because she did not mix with her serving,the sitting at the Savior's feet with Mary. I am sure that we can attempt too much and accomplish too little, for we can apparentlydo a great deal, but because we have not had power with God, very little may come of it.
Steeped seed is the best for Sunday school teachers. It is always well to take care that the good seed you bring to the littleplots-your children's little minds-has been soaked the night before in earnest prayer. It is wonderful how quickly it sproutsand what a deal of vitality it manifests if you soak it! The dry seed-dry teaching without any praying- without any communionwith God may be productive, but it is a long time in coming up and yielding a reward for your labor.
Believe me, my dear Brothers and Sisters, that to abide near to Jesus is the very life of Christian service! I would haveyou feel and speak like this, "I am engaged in the service of the King. Fifty little children I have under my charge-all infants-andI am trying to teach them something, but they are all full of fun and I cannot get anything into their little heads! But itwould never do to think of giving it up because I am doing it for Jesus! I would not do it for anybody else." Or, "I havegot half-a-dozen unruly boys in the ragged school. I would not undertake the work of this school for the biggest salary thatcould be offered me, but I can do it for Jesus Christ and I will do it for the love and gratitude I feel to Him. In fact,I am happy in doing it because I know that He is looking on-that He sees all that I do-if nobody else appreciates my service,He does. And He will accept me and I know with His help some blessed result will come of it, so I will tax all my energiesto the task as the workman wakes up when there is a king watching.
With what care and diligence he will exercise his highest skill! So let your task be performed with all your might, for ifdone for Him it ought to be done well. Nothing should be slurred over in a slovenly fashion that is done for Jesus! This thought,that I am with the King, is animating and helpful to me. I can assure you beyond any description of its influence that I canconvey to you.
IV. Now to our last point, upon which only a few words. That which should encourage us to live in any place is that we maywork for the King in it. And that which should encourage us to any work is that WE ARE WORKING FOR THE KING. "These were thepotters that dwelt among plants and hedges: there they dwelt with the king for his work." In any place where you dwell youcan dwell with the King! These pottery men and gardeners were on the king's estate. You need not live next door to a church.You need not live with a pious family to have God with you. Oh, bless the Lord, I have met with my Lord and Master by thebedsides of the sick in Kent street many a time! My friend Mr. McCree has met the Lord many a time in a cellar in St. Giles's-andHe is often to be found in Bethnalgreen and Shoreditch-in the very worst habitations that ever human beings dwelt in!
Dwell wherever you may-on the land or on the sea, in the hospital or in the workhouse-you may still dwell there with the King!He does not need any carpets. He does not care about rich furniture. In fact, He does not often come where the floors arecovered with Oriental carpets. I think the scarcest place for Christ is with the rich-they seldom have much to say about Him.I speak not of them all, but of very many. If for my part I need half an hour's real talk about Jesus Christ, I must visitthe poor man. I do not know how others find it, but it is so, it is sadly so in my experience. Well, wherever you dwell andwhatever your rank, you may have the Lord dwelling with you and this ought to encourage you to dwell anywhere if you can servethe Lord.
I always find that when men are converted, if they live in a very bad neighborhood, they try and get out of it. That is rightenough. I think if I were living in some neighborhoods, the sooner I could change my residence the better pleased I shouldbe. At the same time, in a bad locality a good man is a great gift. Where is a bright lamp more needed than down in a darkalley? Where is the pure light most needed? Is it not among the depraved and profligate? Sometimes I almost fear that therepugnance with which Christian people fly away from a bad district is a misfortune for the population, especially for theyoung who are left behind. Of the sympathy that might be felt and the good that might be done by their being there, the inhabitantsare henceforth bereft.
My dear Brother, if you are placed in the very midst of ribald wickedness, an opportunity to serve the Lord where Satan'sseat is might induce you to stop there awhile with the self-denial of a missionary among the heathen. It may be that it iscowardly to run away. Rather should it become you to say, "I am put into this fort in the midst of the enemy and I mean tostay-my fixed purpose is to hoist the flag of Christ on the top of it! Instead of deserting the post, I will strive incessantlyto win souls for Him." At any rate, if you are compelled to live in neighborhoods that you do not like, it ought to be somecomfort to you that the King will live there with you and that perhaps He has placed you there to try your faith, to honorHis name and to bless the outcasts.
Go, Beloved, wherever you reside and realize that your abode is a station you are appointed to occupy for His work. Let thenurse girl in the family, with the little ones about her, live for Christ and lose no opportunity of letting her light shine.Let the artisan, thrown into the large workshop where there are none like himself, be encouraged that he is put there forthe King's work. The tradesman, dealing with many who like to have a word across the counter, should order his conversationfor the glory of Christ. The merchant who will be sure to make many friends in business, should not forget his Lord, but beara faithful testimony as often as he can. The employer of many hands should take care that he seeks the welfare of their soulsand consider by what manifold agencies he can promote the King's work. You that have leisure, dear Friends, should feel thatyour spare time is a sacred trust never to be squandered, but to be consecrated always to the King's work.
You that have talents should feel the same imperative obligation-yes, and especially you that have only one talent! It wasthe man of one talent that buried it. So it commonly is. You have not much talent, you think-nothing brilliant. Then the temptationis to go and bury your bit of bronze because you cannot display any glittering gold. Your conscious weakness produces a wickedconceit. Do not withhold your mite from the treasury because you have not a million to contribute. Still live with the Kingfor His work.
Doubtless I have been addressing some who have never served the King, who do not know Him, who do not love Him. I am not goingto ask you to work for Him. No, no. My Lord needs none to work for Him who do not believe in Him. "Come and trust Him." Oursoldier friends over there, a sprinkling of whom I am pleased to see and proud to salute, know how to enlist in the service.How does a man first become a soldier? Well, he receives a shilling. He receives and then he is a soldier. He that will receiveChrist is made a soldier of Christ! It is receiving you have to begin with. And after you have received Christ, then you shallgo forth and serve Him! Put out an empty hand and receive Christ into it by a little faith and then go and serve Him-and maythe Lord bless you from that time and forever. Amen.