Where to Find Fruit
A Sermon
(No. 557)
Delivered on Sunday Morning, February 28th, 1864, by the
Rev. C. H. SPURGEON,
At the Metropolitan Tabernacle, Newington
"From me is thy fruit found."–Hosea 14:8.
THE text has a double significance. It may indicate the fruit upon
which we feed, or the fruit which we are enabled to produce. If it
shall mean the first, there is mach of comfort in it. The Lord has
compared himself, in his condescending mercy, to a green fir tree in
the sentence which precedes the text. The fir tree in the East yields a
most goodly shade. Neither the burning heat of the sun, nor the drops
of pouring rain can.pass through the dense foliage, and therefore it
affords a welcome shelter to the traveler. But shade is not enough for
a man; he requires food, and the fir tree fails in that respect, for it
yields no repast for the hungry. To complete the picture, therefore,
when the Lord deigns to compare himself to a green fir tree, he adds,
"From me is thy fruit found." Our gracious God is like a fir tree for
shade, but like the apple tree among the trees of the wood for fruit.
We sit under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit is sweet unto
our taste. Living souls must have food to feed upon, or however well
housed, they would be comparable to the king of Israel in the besieged
city of Samaria. He sat in his palace of ivory, he wore his mantle of
purple, and placed the crown of gold upon his head; but what availed
his splendor, when neither barn-floor nor winepress could relieve his
hunger? In vain all other blessings if the soul received no nourishment
from on high; Jesus must not only be our life, but the bread of heaven
by which that life is sustained. Glory be to his name! he is all in all
to his people: we may gather fruit from him which shall satisfy the
cravings of the soul.
According to Master Trapp, some read this passage, "In me is thy fruit
ready." Certain it is that at all times, whenever we approach to God,
we shall find in him a ready supply for every lack. The best of trees
have fruit on them only at appointed seasons. Who is so unreasonable as
to look for fruit upon the peach or the plum at this season of the
year? No drooping boughs beckon us to partake of their ripening crops,
for Winter's cold still nips the buds. But our God hath fruit at all
times: the tree of life yieldeth its fruit every month; nay, every day
and every hour, for he is "a very present help in time of trouble."
Another translator reads the passage, "In me thy fruit is enough."
Whatever may be the accuracy of the translation, the sentiment itself
is most correct. In God there is enough for all his people; and well
there may be, since in him there is infinity. "I have enough, my
brother," said Esau when he met Jacob: "I have all things," said Jacob
in reply. None but the believer can say, "I have all things;" and
therefore only he can be sure of having enough. Ishmael had his bottle
of water, and went away into the wilderness; but it is written, that
Isaac abode by the well: how happy is the soul which bath learned how
to live by the well of his faithful God! for the water will be spent in
the bottle, but the water will never be spent in the well. Christian,
remember the all sufficiency of thy God! Let that ancient name, "El
Shaddai"–God all-sufficient, sound like music in thine ear–as some
translate it, "The many-breasted God," yielding from himself the
sustenance of all his creatures.
As we find the text translated, we have it, "From me is thy fruit
found;" but the particle from does not mean apart from, but out of me;
and to prevent misunderstanding, I shall not err if I read it in, for
this is the force of the word in this place. The text speaks of fruit
being found, implying perhaps, that we must look for it–not because
there is little, or here and there a cluster, like the grape-gleanings
of Abi-ezer; but because the Lord will be enquired of by the house of
Israel, and would exercise our faith by making us search for the needed
benefit. It is of essential service to us to make us seek, and hence we
have the promise of finding to excite our diligence. Christian, look up
longingly! Is thy spirit hungering? Look up to thy God now with intense
desire; come before him with earnest, vehement pleadings, and thou
shalt find in thy God whatsoever thy heart desireth.
Mark that little word "thy." As if the Lord had said, "It is thine
already; I have freely given it; it is thy fruit. I bear it, but I bear
it for thee; every golden apple, every luscious cluster, I will bestow
on thee. Thou canst not ask me for anything which I have not given
thee. For behold, 1 have given thee my Son, and in him dwelleth all the
fullness of the Godhead bodily.'" Believer, hast thou not learned the
sweet logic of the beloved disciple, "He that spared not his own Son,
but delivered him up for us all, how shall he not with him also freely
give us all things?" In the eternal covenant, God has made over–not
only all created things–but himself unto his people. "I will be their
God, and they shall be my people." "God, even our God," saith the
Psalmist. Is not that a delightful expression, "Even our own God?" And
so, as God is your own, his fruit is your own. Every outgoing of power,
every outflow of love is yours already. "In him is thy fruit found."
Surely this word "thy" is as a little golden cup filled with a rare
cordial; he who drinketh of it shall forget his misery, and remember
his poverty no more. Let us not fail then, dearly beloved, to receive
boldly that which is our own by covenant engagement and faithful
promise. What dost thou want this morning? Surely out of the "twelve
manner of fruits," there shall be something which will suit thy
necessities; stand not back through shame or fear, but come boldly to
the throne of the heavenly grace.
Thus much for the first sense of the text; but we do not intend to use
the words in that signification this morning. We think that,
understanding the text the other way–"From me is that fruit found
which grace produces in thee," it will be a very fitting sequel to the
sermon of last Sabbath morning. You will recollect we spoke upon the
withering of the fig tree which mocked the Savior with its leaves, but
yielded him no fruit. There may be some who were alarmed under that
sermon, and even believers who were shaken by it; such anxieties will
do none of us any hurt, especially if they lead us to pant after
fruitfulness. Our text, following upon the other, will direct earnest
seekers where to find fruit. There are three sorts of preachers, all
useful in their way, the doctrinal, the experimental, and the
practical; we will try to blend the three this morning, and so handle
the words doctrinally, experimentally, and practically.
I. First. THE DOCTRINE OF THE TEXT. The doctrine of the text is
twofold. First, that the believer's fruit is his own–it is called "thy
fruit;" secondly, that though it is the believer's own, yet it proceeds
entirely from his God.
1. The first doctrine is that true fruit is a believer's own. You will
think this a very trite remark, but it is one which needs to be made in
these days, for there are certain persons who talk of man as if he were
not a thinking, intelligent, free agent. They forget his will,
judgment, reason, and affections: they leave out of their consideration
everything in fact which constitutes the man, and then speak of the
operations of grace as though they were manual works upon wood or
stone. For aught I can see, according to their way of talking, the
grace of God might just as well have produced holiness in monkeys as in
men, for men are generally represented as merely passive existences to
be moved by them to gratitude, or repentance, or faith, as horses are
groomed in a stable or led out to be exercised. Be it never forgotten
that our God deals with men as intelligent beings, having will and
reason and all the other powers which make man a responsible creature;
he does not ignore our manhood when he converts us by his grace. He
uses means fitted for our constitution as men, "I drew them with the
cords of love, with the bands of a man."
Good works are a believer's own. It were an ill thing for him if they
were not; to what could we compare him but to those dead sticks with
fruits tied on them, which women sell to little children? a sorry
picture for a branch of Christ's vine. The believer produces fruit from
his own inner self when grace has renewed him; and if his holiness were
not really the outgrowth of his new heart and his renewed nature, it
would be no sign of spiritual life. It is not fruit tied on us, but
fruit growing out of us which proveth us to be engrafted into Christ.
True fruit is the believer's own because he wills through divine grace
to do good works. If I performed what looked like a good work against
my will, I do not see how it could be truly a good work as far as the
doer is concerned. If a man could be compelled to virtue while his
heart staggered away to sin, would he not be really transgressing?
There is a gracious willingness towards the right thing bestowed upon
us by the Holy Spirit. Nay, there is not only a will to holiness, but a
desire after it. The true Christian longs after holiness and
usefulness; he hungers and thirsts to do the will of his Father who is
in heaven. Like his Lord in some measure, it is to him his meat and his
drink to do the will of him who sent him. He can say, "The zeal of
thine house hath eaten me up." He is constrained, but mark, it is not a
physical constraint, for "the love of Christ constraineth us." So you
see, beloved, good works are a believer's own because he is willing to
do them and desires to perform them.
They are his own, again, because he actually does them. The Holy Ghost
does not repent, nor feed the hungry, nor clothe the naked, nor preach
the gospel. He gives us grace to do all these, but we ourselves do
them. If the poor be fed, it must be by these hands; if souls are
edified, it must be by these lips; we do not fold our arms, and shut
our mouths, and then bring forth fruit unto God. We do not find
ourselves taken up by the hair of our head as the prophet Habakkuk was
said to have been, according to the Apocrypha, and so carried away
whether we will or no, to perform a deed of charity. All glory be to
the Holy Spirit, but he is not glorified by making him appear to be a
physical force instead of the great spiritual Worker. We do, my
brethren, bring forth fruit which is properly our own when we consider
ways of usefulness, meditate methods of working, plan designs of good,
act out deeds of mercy, persevere in labor, and continue in service
before God.
I will tell you why I am absolutely sure a believer's works are his
own, namely, because he grieves over them. The best works he ever
performs he feels are his own, because they are imperfect. If there is
anything good in them, he ascribes it wholly to the fact that they
proceeded from God; but, inasmuch as there is something imperfect in
them, he is obliged to say, "Ah! yes, this is my fruit. If it had been
God's fruit independent of me, it would have been perfect, but inasmuch
as it is imperfect, I am compelled to see that I had a hand in it. The
stream was clear enough as it came from the fountain, but flowing
through the wooden spout of my nature, it is become in some measure
defiled, and so far at least is mine."
Dear friends, the whole analogy of fruitbearing must show to you that
the Christian does bring forth fruit unto God, real fruit from his
inner self; and if any of you think that you are going to attain to
holiness by simply being passive, you are wonderfully mistaken. If you
imagine you will be a pilgrim by sitting down at the wicket-gate, or be
carried in a sedan-chair to glory, you will find yourselves left
behind. No, we must fight if we would win; we must travel if we would
reach the Celestial City; we must wrestle, and fight, and pray. The
Word of God does say "It is God that worketh in us to will and to do of
his own good pleasure," but it does not stop there, it bids us for this
very reason "Work out our own salvation with fear and trembling." The
passive first, but then the active. We must lie as dead at Jehovah's
feet to be quickened, but being quickened, what then? Why then we walk
in holiness and in the fear of God. We are first of all made trees of
the Lord's right-hand planting, and we receive grace from him, and then
through his grace, we ourselves do really bring forth fruit. The truth
is clear enough, prove by your energetic strivings that you under stand
it.
2. The pith of the doctrine lieth here, that all a believer's fruit
proceeds from his God, and that in several senses from the divine
purpose. If you are holy, it is because he has called you to holiness.
If you have good works they come to you, according to the word of the
apostle concerning good works, "which God hath before ordained that we
should walk in them." When you see a costly vase which is the
admiration of all eyes, you know that whatever of beauty there is in
that vessel was originally in the artist's plan. If you have examined
his sketches, you have seen every elegant line, and every graceful
figure. Even so, beloved, if you have been sanctified it is according
to the eternal design, which was settled in grace and wisdom, before
the skies were formed.
All our fruit springs from our God as to calling. You were dead in
trespasses and sins. There were no good works in you by nature, and
there never would have been, but he who commanded the light to shine
out of darkness hath shined in your heart, to give you the knowledge of
God, and then to turn you from dead works to serve the living and true
God. You owe everything to your calling. The tree which is loaded with
fruit, owes its fruit first of all, to its having been chosen to be in
the garden, and next to its having been really planted there; for in
our case, had we been left to grow in the wide wilderness, we should
have brought forth no fruit unto God; but he took us up out of the
place of barrenness, and put us in the rich soil which Jesus had
watered with his own bloody sweat, and therefore we bring forth fruit.
Our fruit is found from God as to union. The fruit of the branch is
really traceable to the root. Cut the connection and the branch dies,
and no fruit is hereafter produced. By virtue of our union with Christ
we bring forth fruit. Every branch of grapes has been first in the
root, it has passed through the stem, and flowed through the sap
vessels, and fashioned itself externally into fruit, but it was first
internal in the stem; so also every good work was first in Christ, and
then was brought forth in us. O Christian, prize this precious doctrine
of union to Christ; hold it firmly, because it is the source of every
atom of fruitfulness which thou canst ever hope to know. If thou wert
not joined to Jesus Christ, no fruit could ever be in thee.
Our fruit comes from God, and from God alone, as to providence. When
the dew-drops fall from heaven, each one may whisper to the tree and
say, "From me is thy fruit found." When the cloud looks down from on
high, and is about to distil its liquid treasure, it may thunder to the
earth beneath, "From me is thy fruit found." And the bright sun above
all others, as he paints the cheek of the apple, or swells the berries
of the cluster, may well say to all the trees of the garden, "From me
is your fruit found." The fruit owes much to the root–that is
essential to fruitfulness–but it owes very much also to external care.
Beloved, how much we owe to God's grace-providence! We are greatly
debtors to his common providences, in that he maketh all things work
together for good. But his grace-providence, in which he provides us
constantly with quickening, teaching, correction, consolation,
strength, or whatever else we want–to this we owe our all of
usefulness or virtue.
Our fruit is found in God as to the matter of husbandry. The knife
which the gardener taketh from his pocket, might talk to the tree and
say, "Much of thy fruit is found in me. Thou wouldst not yield such an
abundance if it were not for my sharp edge. I make thee bleed a little,
as I take away thy superfluous shoots, but thou hadst not such goodly
clusters if it were not of me." So is it, Christian, with that pruning
which the Lord gives to thee. "My Father is the husbandman. Every
branch in me that beareth not fruit he taketh away: and every branch
that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit."
Thus the text may be read in very many ways. They will all come to
one–that we have nothing, except as we receive it from above. "What
hast thou which thou hast not received?" I may say, to conclude this
head, that all our fruit is found in God, because he will, having been
the author of it, get all the glory of it. Of all our spiritual life he
shall have the praise, for it is all due to him, and if he giveth us a
crown at the last, we will cast it at his feet.
Brethren, you know this doctrine well enough without my enlarging upon
it; you know how constantly Scripture teacheth us that we can do
nothing without Christ. We can sin; we can ruin our own souls; we can
bring forth the apples of Sodom and the grapes of Gomorrah, but
anything which is lovely, and honest, and of good repute, must come
from him who is glorious in working. You have no question or quibble
about this. "You hath he quickened;" you trace your life to him You
doth he quicken day by day; you owe the continuance of your life to
him. You know as a matter of doctrine that "in him we live and move and
have our being," and that "every good gift and every perfect gift is
from above." I need not confirm this doctrine: no argument is required.
You have never erred from the truth in this respect; you could not be
Christians if you did, for I hold this to be fundamental truth, in all
godliness, that salvation from first to last is of the Lord. Salvation
is not of yourselves, it is the gift of God. Let us heartily praise him
whose workmanship we are.
II. We come now to THE EXPERIENCE. Experimentally we have proof that
all our fruit is in God. Let me remind you of your experience when you
were the servants of the flesh. What fruit had ye then in those days?
What repentance did your natural mind bring forth? What faith in Christ
did your unrenewed soul ever beget or foster? What love to God ever
stirred your carnal heart? What affection for the brotherhood possessed
your alienated spirit? You must say that at that time you were without
God and without hope, and certainly without fruit. "What fruit had ye
then in those things whereof ye are now ashamed?" A painful remembrance
of your former estate compels you to feel the truth of the Lord's Word,
"In me is thy fruit found."
Again, when the law began to work in your heart, and you were in a
state of bondage, having enough of light to see your darkness, and
enough of life to mourn your death–what fruit had ye then when ye were
under the law? The law told you what you should do; did it enable you
to do anything? The ten commandments set before you a perfect rule: but
was it not "weak through the flesh?" You had a very clear perception of
the justice and righteousness of God: did the perception reconcile you
to justice or to holiness? Let me ask you, did the law of God ever make
you love him? Did the awakenings of your conscience, which proceeded
from it ever lead you to trust in Jesus Christ? They may have been
overruled to this purpose, but the law worketh wrath, and as long as
you were under it, it rather produced sin in you than righteousness.
Such was Paul's experience, "When the commandment came, sin revived,
and I died," "for I had not known lust, except the law had said, Thou
shalt not covet." As a child might never care to run into the street,
but being told not to do it, he straightway doth it by reason of the
perversity of his nature, just so it is with us by nature; the
forbidden thing our flesh lusteth after. All the enmity of carnal
nature is provoked to yet greater sin by the law. That which should
have been a bit, becomes a spur. Cold water quencheth fire, and yet
when poured on lime, produceth a vehement heat. So the law acts
contrary to its own nature, by reason of the depravity of the human
heart. Thus were you, my brethren, led by a very sorrowful experience,
to feel that from Christ must come your fruit; for none could be
produced by the efforts of the flesh, backed up by the most earnest
resolution and most devout prayer, and driven onward by the whip of the
law.
A sweeter experience has proved this to you. When did you begin to bear
fruit? It was when you came to Christ and cast yourselves on the great
atonement, and rested on the finished righteousness. Ab! what fruit you
had then! Do you remember those early days? Did not your faith, and
love, and zeal, form a garden of nuts, an orchard of pomegranates, with
pleasant fruits? Then indeed the vine flourished, the tender grape
appeared, the pomegranates budded forth, and the beds of spices gave
forth their smell. Have you declined since then? Even if you have, I
charge you to remember that time of love. Jesus remembers it, for he
says, "I remember thee, the kindness of thy youth, the love of thine
espousals, when thou wentest after me into the wilderness." He
recollects that time of the singing of birds, when the voice of the
turtle was heard in your land. Would God this were with you ever! He
has not forgotten it, do you not forget it, but seek to enjoy it still.
Your fruit began, you know it did, when you camne to Jesus Christ.
My brethren, when have you been the most fruitless? This is another
part of experience. Has not it been when you have lived farthest from
the Lord Jesus Christ, when you have slackened in prayer, when you have
departed somewhat from the simplicity of your faith, when your graces
engrossed your attention instead of your Lord, when you said, "My
mountain standeth firm, I shall never be moved;" and forgot where your
strength lieth–has not it been then that your fruit has ceased? Some
of us know that we have nothing out of Christ by terrible
soul-emptyings and humblings of heart before the Lord. Brethren, it is
no pleasant thing to be clean emptied out; but such times have happened
to some of us, when we have felt that if one prayer would save us, if
the Holy Spirit did not aid us, we were damned; if one good thought
would take us to heaven, we could not reach it; the vileness of our
heart has been so clear before our eyes, that had not it been that
there was a mighty God to trust to we should have given up in despair.
"How seldom do I rise to God,
Or taste the joys above!
Corruption presses down my faith,
And chills my flaming love.
When smiling mercy courts my soul
With all its heavenly charms,
This stubborn, this relentless thing,
Would thrust it from my arms."
In such seasons we do well to cry, "Quicken thou me, O Lord, according
to thy word." Then you feel that to will is present with you, but how
to perform that which is good, you find not. It is a very easy thing
for me to exhort you, but sometimes I do not find it very easy to do
myself what I exhort you to do. And there are times with us, dear
friends, when, though we know our interest in Christ, we are wretched
under a deep sense of the creature's fickleness, sinfulness, and death.
Our moan is, " wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the
body of this death?" When you have seen the utter emptiness of all
creature confidence, then you have been able to say, "From him all my
fruit must be found, for no fruit can ever come from me." We shall find
from Scripture, I am sure–let our past experience confirm it–that the
more we depend upon the grace of God in Christ Jesus, and wait upon the
Holy Spirit, pleading that his influences may operate in our hearts,
the more we shall bring forth fruit unto God. If I could bear fruit
without my God, I would loathe the accursed thing, for it would be the
fruit of pride–the fruit of an arrogant setting up of one's self in
independence of the Creator No; the Lord deliver us from all faith, all
hope, all love which do not spring from himself! May we have none of
our own-manufactured graces about us. May we have nothing but that
which is minted in heaven, and is therefore made of the pure metal. May
we have no grace, pray no prayer, do no works, serve God in nothing
except as we depend upon his strength and receive his Spirit. Any
experience which comes short of a knowledge that we must get all from
God, is a deceiving experience. But if you have been brought to find
everything in him, beloved, this is a mark of a child of God. Cultivate
a spirit of deep humiliation before the Most High; seek to know more
your nothingness, and to prove more the omnipotence of the eternal God.
There are two books I have tried to read, but I have not got through
the first page yet. The first is the book of my own ignorance, and
emptiness, and nothingness–what a great book is that! It will take us
all our lives to read it, and I question whether Methuselah ever got to
the last page. There is another book I must read, or else the first
volume will drive me mad–it is the book of God's all-sufficiency. I
have not got through the first word of that, much less the first page,
but reading the two together, I would spend all my days. This is
heaven's own literature, the wisdom which cometh from above. Less than
nothing I can boast, and yet "I can do all things through Christ which
strengtheneth me." Having nothing yet possessing all things." Black as
the tents of Kedar, yet fair as the curtains of Solomon: dark as hell's
profoundest night, and yet "Fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and
terrible as an army with banners."
III. We now arrive at the PRACTICAL POINT.
1. First then, dear friends, let us look to Jesus Christ for fruit in
the same way in which we first looked to him for shade. That sounds
like something you have heard a great many times before. Very well, but
have you really understood it? To give an illustration–you want to
overcome an angry temper! You are given to ebullitions of passion–you
try to overcome that. How do you go to work? It is very possible there
are even believers here who have never tried the right way. How did I
get salvation? I came to Jesus just as I was, and I trusted him to save
me. Can I kill my angry temper in the same way? It is the only way in
which I can ever kill it. I must go to Christ with it, and say to him,
"Lord, I trust thee to deliver me from it." This is the only death-blow
it will ever receive. Are you covetous? Do you feel the world entangle
you? You may struggle against this evil as long as you like, but if it
be your besetting sin, you will never be delivered from it in any way
but the cross. Take it to Christ. Tell him, "Lord, I have trusted thee,
and thy name is Jesus–Thou shalt call his name Jesus, for he shall
save his people from their sins'–Lord, this is one of my sins; save me
from it!" Do not take Jesus Christ with the blood only, and without the
water–that is to have only half-a-Christ. Pray to be forgiven, but ask
also to be sanctified. Sing with Toplady–
"Let the water and the blood,
From thy river side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Cleanse me from its guilt and power."
I know what some of you do. You go to Christ for forgiveness, and then
you go to the law for power to fight your sins. " foolish Galatians,
who hath bewitched you, that ye should not obey the truth?" Tell me,
did ye receive faith by the law, or by the operation of grace? "Are ye
so foolish? having begun in the Spirit, are ye now made perfect by the
flesh?" The only weapon to fight sin with is the spear which pierced
Christ's side. Nothing can kill the viprous brood of hell but drops of
Jesus' precious blood. Take your sins to Christ's cross, sir, for the
old man can only be crucified there: we are crucified with him; we are
buried with him. If I be dead to the world, I must be dead with him,
and if I rise again to newness of life, I must rise in him. Ordinances
are nothing without Christ as means of mortification. Baptism is
nothing, except as we are buried with him in baptism unto death. The
Lord's Supper is nothing, except as we eat his flesh and drink his
blood, and have communion with him. And your prayers and your
repentances, and your tears–the whole of them put together–are not
worth a farthing apart from him. Every flower which grows in your
garden will wither, and the sooner it is blasted and withered the
better for you; only the rose of Sharon will bloom in heaven. "None but
Jesus can do helpless sinners good;" or helpless saints either. You
must overcome by the blood of the Lamb.
2. Another practical observation is this–let us cultivate those graces
most which bring us most to Christ, for these will be the most
fruitful. Let me look well to my faith; let me see that I keep it
purely stayed on him, having no supplementary confidence, but resting
wholly and absolutely upon the finished work of my Lord. Let me see to
my love. Let my Lord be to me altogether lovely. Lord, help me to sing,
"My beloved is mine, and I am his." Sometimes graciously enable me to
sing, "He brought me to the banqueting-house, and his banner over me
was love. His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth
embrace me." Faith and love are the great fruitbearers. A gardener
says, "There is such and such a twig, I must not cut that off, because
it is to the young wood that I am looking for my summer fruits." So he
taketh care of it. There is that, believer, a growing faith and growing
love to which you must look as the fruitbearing shoots, because they
pre-eminently link your soul to Christ, and most evidently have
intercourse with him. Cultivate those things which lead you most to
him.
3. A third practical piece of advice. Be most in those engagements
which you have experimentally proved to draw you nearest to Christ,
because it is from him that all your fruits proceed. Any holy exercise
which will bring you to him will help you to bear fruit Do you find
prayer the channel of Jesus' manifestations? Do you find yourself
profited in the public means of grace? Is it the breaking of bread
which we love to celebrate every Sabbath day, which is most precious to
you? If so, wherever Jesus Christ layeth bare his heart to you, there
be you found; and if there be any one means of grace which has been
more rich to you than another, use it with the greatest perseverance.
Use them all, dear friends, do not neglect any, hut especially use
those most which bring you nearest to your Lord.
4. Lastly, let none of us–whether we be the Lord's people or not–let
none of us ever insult Christ by thinking that we are to bring fruit to
him as a recommendation to his love. "From me is thy fruit found." Now
there may be some saint here who has lost his evidences, and he dare
not approach the throne of grace as he used to do, because he says "I
have sinned–I must produce fresh fruit before I dare come." My dear
friend! My dear friend! Bring fruit to Christ! How can you talk in so
legal a fashion? All the fruit you ever will have you must first get
from him! Come to him as you are and get your fruit out of him. Never
suppose that you must bring Christ a present or else you must not come
to him. He does not want your money. If he takes it he will give it
back to you in your sack's mouth. He will receive your fruit as an
offering, but never as a reconciliation. There are those here this
morning who are not converted as yet. They are saying, "I dare not seek
the Lord, I dare not trust Christ. I know the gospel is, trust Christ
and you are saved. He that believeth on him is not condemned; but I
must not trust him, I am a drunkard, I have been a swearer, I am a
Sabbath-breaker, I will wait until I am better and then I will come to
Christ." Why how can you talk thus? "From him is thy fruit found." If
there be any fruit you must come to Jesus Christ for it. Am I, if I am
poor and ragged, am I to buy a new coat before I may beg a garment?
What a strange proposal that I should do for myself what Christ came to
do. How can that be reasonable? If I saw a man standing outside the
baths and wash-houses, and he should say, "Well really, I've just come
home from my work and am as black as a sweep, but I dare not go into
those baths until I have washed my face first." I should say, "How
foolish! it is in the bath that your washing is to be found." There is
no fitness wanted for Christ but that which is in Christ: nothing
wanted in you, everything is in him. To use the old proverb," Why carry
coals to Newcastle?" Who would think it a profitable business for our
London merchants, in the cold winter time, when the price of coals is
very high, to charter all the ships they can, and send them laden with
coals to Newcastle? If they did so, you would think them mad. And yet
there are many sinners penniless, comfortless, with no good thing of
their own, who want to bring good works to Jesus! This is carrying
coals to Newcastle with a vengeance. Oh! folly! folly! folly! Go with
your ship all black and empty, sail up the harbour, and the pit's mouth
will soon yield to you an abundance of precious store. Go to Jesus as
you are. Do you want faith to-day–repentance–grace? Go to Christ for
it. Go to him, resting on him, dependent on him, believing that he is
ready to save you, to begin, to carry on, and finish your salvation. He
will be as good as you ever believe him to be, and infinitely better.
If thou canst believe him princely enough to put all thy sins away, and
to cover thee with his righteousness, he will do it, for never man
thought too well of Christ. If thou canst get a big thought of Christ,
thou big sinner–if thou canst believe on the eternal Son of the
eternal Father, who once poured out his blood in streams on Calvary
thou art secure. God help thee. Amen.