CHANGELESS PROFESSORS by Spurgeon

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Apr 18, 1878

CHANGELESS PROFESSORS.

By Spurgeon

Artificial piety, like flowers in wax, droops not in the hour of drought, but the fair lily of true grace hangs its head if the rain of heaven be denied. True faith, like fire, has its attendant smoke of unbelief, but presumption, like a painted flame, is all brightness. Like ships at sea, true Christians have their storms, but mere professors, like picture galleries on the canvas, ride on an unruffled stream. “Life has its changes; ’tis death that abideth the same. Life has its muscle, sinew, brain, spirit, and these vary in physical condition, but the petrified limbs of death lie still until the worm has devoured the carcass. Life weeps as well as smiles, but the ghastly grin of death relaxes not with anxiety or fear. Moab has no changes; he is “settled upon his lees; he has not been emptied from vessel to vessel.” “They are not in trouble as other men, neither are they plagued like other men.” As no weather can give ague to marble, as no variation of temperature can bring fever to iron, so to some men the events of life, the temptations of prosperity, or the trials of adversity bring little change. Yet it were better to ebb and flow forever, like the sea, than rot in endless stagnation of false peace. Better to be hunted by the hounds of hell, and so be driven to the shelter of the cross, than to dwell at ease and be fattening for the devil’s shambles.—Spurgeon.