IV. And now for the last point, hurriedly again: “It is not a vain thing,”—that is, IT IS NO SPECULATION, no hap-hazard.
People sometimes ask us what we think about the heathen, whether they will be saved or not. Well, sirs, there is room for difference of opinion there; but I should like to know what you think about yourselves—will you be saved or not?—for after all that is a question of a deal more importance to you. Now the religion of Christ is not a thing that puts a man into a salvable state, but it saves him. It is not a religion which offers him something which perhaps may save him; no it saves him out and out, on the spot. It is not a thing which says to a man “Now I have set you a-going, you must keep on yourself.” No, it goes the whole way through, and saves him from beginning to end. He that says “Alpha” never stops till he can say “Omega” over every soul. I say the religion of Christ: I know there are certain shadows of it which do not carry such a reality as this with them, but I say that the religion of the Bible, the religion of Jesus Christ, is an absolute certainty. “Whosoever believeth on him hath eternal life, and he shall never perish, neither shall he come into condemnation.” “I give unto my sheep eternal life, and they shall never perish, neither shall any pluck them out of my hand.” “There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus.” “Well,” says one, “I should like to know what this very sure religion is.” Well, it is this—”Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved.” Trust Christ with all that you have and you shall be saved. “Well,” says one, “but when?” Why, now, here, this morning, on the spot: you shall be saved now. It is not a vain thing; it is not a speculation, for it is true to you now. The word is nigh thee; on thy lip and in thy heart. If thou wilt with thy heart believe on the Lord Jesus Christ thou shalt be saved, and saved now. “There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are Christ Jesus.” This is a great and glorious truth, and it is true to-day—”Whosoever believeth in him hath everlasting life.” “But is it true to me?” saith one. My text says “It is not a vain thing for you.” “Oh, it will suit other people; it will not do for me.” It will suit you, sir—”It is not a vain thing for you because it is your life.” If you have come up from the country, it is no vain thing for you, my dear friends; if you reside in town, amidst its noise and occupations, it is not a vain thing for you, my dear hearers. It is not a vain thing for any; if you do but lay hold of it, and it lays hold of you—if you receive the reality and vitality of it into your soul, be you who you may, it will not be a vain thing to you; not a “perhaps” and an “if,” a “but” and a “peradventure,” but a “shall” and a “will,” a divine, an eternal, an everlasting and immutable certainty. Whosoever believeth in Christ—let the earth shake; let the mountains rock; let the sun grow old with age, and the moon quench her light—shall be saved. Unless God can change his mind—and that is impossible; unless God can break his word—and to say so is blasphemy; unless Christ’s blood can lose its efficacy—and that can never be; unless the Spirit can be anything but Eternal and Omnipotent—and to suppose so were ridiculous—he that believeth on Christ, must at last, before the eternal throne, sing hallelujah to God and the Lamb. “Well,” says one. ” ’tis a vain thing, I’m sure, to me, for I’m only a poor working-man; religion no doubt, is a very fine thing for gentlefolk, but it doesn’t do for a man as has to work hard, for he’s something else to think on.” Well, you are just the man that I should think it would do for. Why, it is little enough you have here, my dear friend, and that is the very reason why you should have eternal joys hereafter. If there be one man that religion can bless more than another—and I do not know that there is—it is the poor man in his humble cot. Why, this will put sweets into your cup; this will make your little into enough, and sometimes into more than enough; you shall be rich while you are poor, and happy when others think you are miserable. “Well,” says the rich man, “It is nothing to me; I do not see that it will suit me.” Why, it is the very thing for you, sir; in fact, you are the man who ought to have it, because, see what you have to lose when you die, unless you have religion to make up for it! What a loss it will be for you when you have to lose all your grandeur and substance! What a loss it will be for you to go from the table of Dives to the hell of Dives! Surely it is not a vain thing for you. “Well,” says another, “but I am a moral and upright person; indeed, I do not think anybody can pull my character to pieces.” I hope nobody wants to; but this is not a vain thing for you, because, let me tell you, that fine righteousness of yours is only fine in your own esteem. If you could only see it as God sees it, you would see it to be as full of holes as ever beggars’ rags were when at last they were consigned to the dust-heap. I say your fine righteousness, my lady, and yours, Sir Squire from the country, no matter though you have given to the poor, and fed the hungry, and done a thousand good things; if you are relying on them, you are relying on rotten rags, in which God can no more accept you than he can accept the thief in his dishonesties. “All our righteousness are as filthy rags, and we are all as an unclean thing.” It is not a vain thing for you, then. “Oh, but I am a young man just in my teens, and growing up to manhood; I think I ought to have a little pleasure.” So I think, friend, and if you want a great deal of it, be a Christian. “Oh, but I think young people should enjoy themselves.” So do I. I never was an advocate for making sheep without their first being lambs, and I would let the lambs skip as much as they like; but if you want to lead a happy and a joyous life, give you young days to Jesus. Who says that a Christian is miserable? Sir, you lie; I tell you to your teeth that you know not what Christianity is, or else you would know that the Christians are the most joyous people under heaven. Young man, I would like you to have a glorious youth; I would like you to have all the sparkle and the brilliance which your young life can give you. What have you better than to live and to enjoy yourself? But how are you to do it? Give your Creator your heart, and the thing is done. It is not a vain thing for you. “Ah!” says the old man, “but it is a vain thing for me; my time is over; if I had begun when I was a lad it might have done; but I am settled in my habits now; I feel sure, sir, it is too late for me; when I hear my grand-children say their prayers as they are going to bed, pretty dears, when they are singing their evening hymn, I wish I was a child again; but my heart has got hard, and I cannot say “Our Father’ now; and when I do get to “Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive them that trespass against us,’ I get stuck there, I do not know how to get over that, for I have not forgiven old Jones yet who robbed me in that lawsuit; and then you know I am infirm, and have these rheumatics, and a hundred other pains; I do not think religion will suit me.” Well, it is just the very thing that will suit you, because it will make you young again. What, “Can a man be born again when he is old?” That is what Nicodemus asked. Yes, a man can be born again, so that the babe shall die a hundred years old. Oh! to make the autumn of your life and the coming winter of your last days into a new spring and a blessed summer-this is to be done by laying hold of Christ now; and then you shall feel in your old veins the young blood of the new spiritual life, and you will say, “I count the years I lived before a death, but now I begin to live.”
I do not know whether I have picked out every character; I am afraid I have not; but this thing I know, though you may be under there, or up in the corner yonder where my eye cannot reach you, yet you may hear this voice and I hope you may hear it when you are gone from this house back to your country-towns and to your houses—
“‘Tis religion that can give
Sweetest pleasures while we live!
‘Tis religion must supply
Solid comfort when we die.
After death its joys will be
Lasting as eternity!
Be the living God my friend,
Then my bliss shall never end.”
And this is the gospel which is preached unto you. “Believe in the Lord Jesus Christ”—that is trust him—”and thou shalt be saved.” May God bless you for Christ’s sake. Amen.
“This article originally appeared here at Bible Bulletin Board.”
