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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jan 22, 1914

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 91, No. 4.

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His Love and Mine

By Victor Brickey

VICTOR BRICKEY
"Whom having not seen, ye love; in whom, though now ye see him not, yet believing, ye rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory." 1 Peter 1: 8.
WHY should I love one whom I have not seen? Why should I rejoice with joy unspeakable? Why should I place confidence and hope in this Jesus? What has he done that should inspire confidence? These natural eyes have never seen him; these arms of flesh have never embraced him; yet believing, I am able to rejoice with joy unspeakable in his love.
I love him because he first loved me. I may not now see him with these natural eyes, but believing, I see him lay aside his riches and glory and honor with the King of the universe, and the worship and adoration of the angels, to come down here to this world darkened by sin, full of perplexity, worry, and heartaches, that he might learn to be a merciful and faithful high priest, and lift me above the sin of this world and lead me to God.
How can I help but love him? He might have remained with his Father in glory. He was a great king, yet he came down here to be my servant. His was a life of hardship and toil, tramping from one city to another, helping those in need, persuading men everywhere to turn to God. They persecuted him. They reviled and mocked him. They smote him. They spit in his face. They put thorns on his brow, and pressed them into the flesh, sending the blood trickling down his face. They condemned him as a traitor to the government, and whipped him till he was so weak he could scarcely walk.
What a scene for heaven to behold! Its King being whipped by mortal men. At last they took him out and actually nailed him fast to a wooden cross. There he gave up his life for my sins; and though I have not seen him, yet believing, I love him for his love to me; and I rejoice because he is risen again and I am saved by his life. I rejoice because he said: "I go to prepare a place for you. And . . . I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also." And he says again: "Surely I come quickly." Because of my love for him, I long to see his face and be with him. My heart cries out, "Even so, come, Lord Jesus."
Pueblo, Colo.