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The Saints' Everlasting Rest - Richard Baxter

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and having chosen death, I deserve to suffer it. <strong>The</strong> prize was held out before<br />

me if I had run well, I might have obtained it if I had striven, I might have<br />

had the victory if I had fought valiantly, I had been crowned." It will yet<br />

more torment them to remember that their obtaining the crown was not only<br />

possible, but very probable. It will wound them to think, "I had once the<br />

gales of the Spirit ready to have assisted me. I was proposing to be another<br />

man, to have cleaved to Christ, and forsake the world. I was almost resolved<br />

to have been wholly for God. I was once even turning from my base<br />

seducing lusts. I had cast off my old companions, and was associating with<br />

the godly. Yet I turned back, lost my hold, and broke my promises. I was<br />

almost persuaded to be a real Christian, yet I conquered those persuasions.<br />

What workings were in my heart when a faithful minister pressed home the<br />

truth! O how fair was I once for heaven! I almost had it, and yet I have lost<br />

it. Had I followed on to seek the Lord, I had now been blessed among the<br />

saints."<br />

It will exceedingly torment them to remember their lost opportunities.<br />

"How many weeks, and months, and years did I lose, which if I had<br />

improved, I might now have been happy! Wretch that I was! could I find no<br />

time to study the work for which I had all my time? no time, among all my<br />

labors, to labor for eternity? Had I time to eat, and drink, and sleep, and none<br />

to save my soul? Had I time for mirth and vain discourse, and none for<br />

prayer? Could I take time to secure the world, and none to try my title to<br />

heaven? O precious time! I had once enough, and now I must have no more.<br />

I had once so much I knew not what to do with it; and now it is gone, and<br />

cannot be recalled. O that I had but one of those years to live over again!<br />

how speedily would I repent! How earnestly would I pray! how diligently<br />

would I hear! how closely would I examine my state! how strictly would I<br />

live! But it is now too late, alas! too late."<br />

It will add to their calamity to remember how often they were persuaded<br />

to return. "Fain would the minister have had me escape these torments. With<br />

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