DELIVERED
BY C. H. SPURGEON,
AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON.
"And God opened her eyes." Genesis 21:19.
THERE was a well of water close to Hagar, all the while, though she saw
it not. God did not cleave the earth and cause new waters to gush
forth, nor was there need. The well was already there, but for all
practical purposes it might not have been there, for she could not see
it. The water was gone in her bottle, her child was dying of thirst and
she was ready to faint–and yet the cool spring was bubbling up hard by
the spot! It was necessary that she should see the well, quite as
necessary as that the well should be there and, therefore, the Lord, in
great compassion, led her to see it, or, as the text puts it, "God
opened her eyes."
This was a small matter compared with the creation of a new-form rain,
but our God does very little things as well as very great things when
there is need for them. The same God who divides the Red Sea and makes
the Jordan to be dried up, opens a poor woman's eyes. The same God who
came with all His chariots of fire to Paran and with all His holy ones
to Sinai and made the mountain utterly to smoke in His Presence, is He
of whom we read, "and God opened Hagar's eyes." The Infinite Lord is at
home in doing little things. He counts the stars, but He also numbers
the hairs of our heads. Remember that the same God who molded the orb
on which we dwell, also fashions every tiny dewdrop! And He who makes
the lightning bolt to fly through the midst of Heaven, wings every
butterfly and guides every minnow in the brook!
He prepared a great fish to swallow Jonah, but He also prepared a
little worm to destroy the gourd. How condescending He is, since He
carefully attends to minor matters for His children and not only kills
for them the fatted calf, but puts shoes on their feet. Sometimes very
little things become absolutely necessary, for they act as the hinges
of history, the pivots upon which the future turns. How frequently the
whole course of a man's career has been affected by a moment's thought.
The word of a child has affected the destiny of an empire–the chance
expression of a speaker–as men talk of chance, has fired races with a
new passion and changed times and shaken kingdoms.
The Lord works gloriously by agents and events small and despised. God,
by opening Hagar's eyes, secured the existence of the Ishmaelite race,
which even to this day remains–from the little comes the great. There
may be persons present who need but very little to enable them to enter
into eternal life–they need only that their eyes should be opened! May
the Lord grant them that favor! O that He may now bid many a Hagar see
His salvation! Why should the thirsty souls wait any longer? Everything
is ready–they are on the borders of salvation–but they need that
their eyes should be opened.
Our subject at this time shall be the opening of eyes, taking rather a
wide range, because it is a wide subject, and hoping that both to those
who see and to those who cannot see, there may come a gracious opening
of the spiritual eye.
I. Our first head shall be that IF OUR EYES WERE FURTHER OPENED, THE
RESULT TO ANY ONE OF US WOULD BE VERY REMARKABLE. We are at present
limited in our range of sight. This is true of our natural or physical
vision, of our mental vision and of our spiritual vision. And in each
case, when the range of sight is enlarged, very remarkable discoveries
are made. God has been pleased to open the natural eyes of mankind by
the invention of optical instruments. What a discovery it was when,
first of all, certain pieces of glass were arranged in connection with
each other and men began to peer into the stars!
What a change has come over the knowledge of our race by the invention
of the telescope! How much of truly devout, adoring thought and of
deep, intense, unutterable reverence has been born into the world by
the Lord's having, in this sense, opened men's eyes! When he turned his
telescope upon the nebulae and discovered that these were innumerable
stars, what a hymn of praise must have burst from the reverent
astronomer's heart! How infinite You are, most glorious Lord! What
wonders have You created! Let Your name be had in reverence forever and
ever!
Equally marvelous was the effect upon human knowledge when the
microscope was invented. We could never have imagined what wonders of
skill and of taste would be revealed by the magnifying glass and what
marvels of beauty would be found compressed within a space too small to
measure! Who dreamed that a butterfly wing would display art and wisdom
and a delicacy never to be rivaled by human workmanship? The most
delicate work of art is rough, crude, raw, compared with the most
common object in Nature! The one is the production of man, the other
the handiwork of God!
Spend an evening with the microscope and if your heart is right, you
will lift your eye away from the glass to Heaven and exclaim, "Great
God, You are as wonderful in the little as You are in the great and as
much to be praised for the minute as for the magnificent!" While we
say, "Great are You, O God, for You made the great and wide sea and the
leviathan whose lot it is to play there," we feel that we can also say,
"Great are You, O Lord, for You made the drop of water and have filled
it with innumerable living things."
Our physical eyes opened by either glass, reveal strange marvels and we
may infer from this fact that the opening of our mental and spiritual
eyes will discover to us equal wonders in other domains and thus
increase our reverence and love towards God. Suppose, dear Brothers and
Sisters, that our eyes could be opened as to all our past lives. We
have seen them, for we have traveled through them. But it was very
cloudy when I went that way–I do not know how it was with you. None of
us have our eyes thoroughly opened yet–we have up to now been
traveling through life as men who journey in a mist. Even the things
which have come close to us and have most affected us, have been
hidden, as it were, in that which is not light, but visible darkness.
And now, if we could look back upon the whole length of life–40, or
50, or 60, or 70 years with our eyes opened– how amazing it would
look! Our childhood–how different that period would now appear with
God's light upon it! Those early struggles for a livelihood–we thought
them difficult–but we already begin to see what discipline there was
in them and how necessary they were for us. Those losses and
crosses–why even with our present partial sight we can see how much
they were for our good! Yet there remains in life some singular things
which we cannot, as yet, explain.
Why was the favorite son taken away just when all our hopes were to
have been fulfilled in him? Why was the husband struck down when the
little children were so dependent? Why was the wife removed when a
mother's care was most needed? Why fell that daughter sick so suddenly?
Why were we, ourselves, balked in the moment of success? If our eyes
could be opened so that we could see what would have been if things had
gone differently, we would, all of us, thank God that our lives were
ordered as they have been! Have you never heard of one who was
grievously lamenting the death of his favorite son and, falling asleep,
dreamed that he saw his boy alive, again, and that he beheld the life
which that son would have led?
It was such a life that he wept in his dream and, waking, he blessed
God that his son could never act according to what he had seen in
vision–it was better that he should be dead. Repine no more, my
sorrowing Friend, for that which you would have kept in your bosom
might have turned into a viper! That which you thought a treasure might
have burned in your heart like coals of fire! Providence has ordered
all things wisely and if our eyes were opened, we would bow in adoring
reverence and magnify the God who has done all things well! Our vision
will be strengthened one day so that we shall see the end from the
beginning–and then we shall understand that the Lord makes all things
work together for good to them that love Him.
And now suppose, again, our eyes should be opened upon the future. Yes,
would you not like to spy into destiny? My curiosity is, probably, as
great as yours, but still it is balanced by another faculty and I
declare that if I could see into tomorrow I would refuse to look! There
is a desire in man to know what lines are written for him in the book
of fate– whether they shall be bright or dark. Ah, dear Friend, if
your eyes could be opened as to all that is to happen, what would you
do? If you were wise and knew your future, you would commit it unto
God–commit it to Him though you do not know it! If you were wise you
would wish to spend that future in His service if you knew it–spend it
in His service though it is hidden from you!
If you knew what would happen, you would feel great need for faith–you
do not know what will happen, but your need of faith is precisely the
same! Trust in God, come what may! This thing is certain–that to live
unsaved and unforgiven is a very dangerous condition! God help you to
get out of it at once by flying to Jesus for present salvation and
finding it on the spot! If you knew the future, it might make you idle,
but it ought to make you diligent! If you knew the future, it might
make you vain, but it should make you humble! If you knew the future,
it might make you
despondent, but it should make you trust! At any rate, knowing nothing
at all about it, obey the voice of the Holy Spirit who says, "Commit
your ways unto the Lord: trust also in Him and He shall bring it to
pass: and He shall bring forth your righteousness as the light and your
judgment as the noon-day."
If our eyes were opened, again, on another point, as to the existence
of angels, we would see marvels! We will enter into no speculations but
what a sight would be before us if suddenly we could behold all the
creatures that are round about us! The Prophet of old prayed for a
young man that his eyes might be opened and immediately he saw horses
of fire and chariots of fire round about Elisha! So do angels encircle
the people of God! "The angel of the Lord camps round about them that
fear Him." "He shall give His angels charge over you to keep you in all
your ways: they shall bear you up in their hands, lest you dash your
foot against a stone." "Are they not all ministering spirits sent forth
to minister to them that are heirs of salvation?"
Millions of spiritual creatures walk this earth, both when we sleep and
when we wake and, if we were more like those pure spirits and more
familiar with their Master, we should feel more gratitude to Him for
setting them round about us. Fear not, you are not alone, O child of
God! Your Father never calls off your bodyguard! The evil spirit comes
to tempt you, but the Lord has set His sentinel angel to keep watch
that no ill may approach you. If the Lord opened the eyes of His
greatly beloved servants to see how many of these mighty intelligences
are silently guarding them, they would cease to complain of loneliness
while in the midst of such a thronging ministry of willing friends!
And what, once more, if your eyes could be opened to look into Heaven?
Where it is we do not know. It is not very far away. At any rate, the
glorified know what we do here, for they rejoice over one sinner that
repents! Evidently, too, it takes not long to travel there, for it was
eventide when Jesus told the thief that he should be with Him in
Paradise that very day and you may be sure he was there! Oh, that we
could see the place of unveiled Glory and unmingled bliss as we shall
see it in an instant when our Father's messenger, called Death, shall
strike the scales from our eyes, or rather, remove these dim optics
with which we blunderingly see and let our naked spirit gaze on the
reality of things without these hindering eyes which do but inform us
of their outward show!
Oh, what glories shall we see then! What splendor above the light of
the sun! What music, sweeter than harpers harping with their harps!
What glory! Solomon knew not the likes of this! There is the Light of
all lights, the Delight of all delights, the Heaven of heavens, the Sun
of our soul, our All in All–Jesus Christ, the Truth of God! What bliss
to be with Him–with Him forever and ever! Break, eternal morning!
Break even now! Would God that, at least for once, till the day breaks
and the shadows flee away, we had our eyes opened to see the Glories
beyond–then this poor world would be despised by us–we would forget
its pains and pleasures!
We would rise superior to all its influences and we would rise to be
heavenly ourselves! Wait awhile, Brothers and Sisters. Wait for a very
little while. Wait a "wee and dinna weary," as the Scottish woman said,
and you shall see it all–
"Just when You will, O Bridegroom, say, 'Rise up, My lo ve, and come a
way!' Open to me Your golden gate Just when You will, or soon or late."
So far, I have wandered from the text, but now, in my second head, I
will come back to it.
II. IN SOME THINGS OUR EYES MUST BE OPENED. Those I have spoken about
are desirable in a measure, but these are absolutely necessary. For
instance, as to Divine salvation, our eyes must be opened. Hagar's case
is a strange one. Picture it. She is thirsty and her boy is dying–her
instincts are quickened by her love to her child and yet she cannot see
a well of water. There it is! Close to her! Do you not see it? Just
there! She cannot see it till her eyes are opened. It is as plain as a
pikestaff, but she does not perceive it.
Now, this is a graphic representation of the position of many a seeking
sinner. There is the way of salvation and, if there is anything plain
in the world, it is that road of life! The fact that two times two make
four is no plainer than– "Believe in the Lord Jesus Christ and you
shall be saved." "Look unto the Son of God and live"–what can be more
simple? And yet nobody did ever understand the doctrine of, "believe
and live," till God opened his eyes! The well is there, but the thirsty
soul cannot see it. Christ is there, but the sinner cannot see Him.
There is the Fountain filled with blood, but he does not know how to
wash in it.
There stand the words, "Believe and live"–simple words that need no
explanation! They are legible by their own light and so plain that the
wayfaring man, though a fool, may comprehend them! Yet, till the
Eternal Light flashes upon
the darkened eyeballs of the sinner, he cannot and he will not perceive
the self-evident Truth of God! Why this inability to see? I suppose
Hagar's eyes were somewhat darkened by her grief. She was
broken-hearted, poor woman and, therefore, her eyes were not so clear
as usual.
So some souls have such grief for sin; such sorrow for having offended
God; such fear of wrath to come that they cannot perceive the Truth of
God which would comfort them. What ails you, poor Soul? What ails you?
It is well that you grieve for sin, but Christ has come to put it away!
It is well that you mourn your lost estate, but Christ has come to save
you and there He is, right before you if you can but see Him! It was
unbelief, too, that darkened Hagar's eyes. God had appeared to her
years before, you remember, when she was in very much the same plight,
and He had given her a promise that He would make of her son that was
to be born a great nation. She might have reflected that this could
never happen unless the boy's life was preserved–and since he could
not live without a drink of water she should have felt confident that
water would be forthcoming.
She was unbelieving, but it is not ours to judge her for, alas, we are
unbelieving, too! Anxious Soul, is that your case? Oh, if you could
believe! Truly, you have good cause! It should not be hard to believe
what God says, for He cannot lie! But, still, unbelief darkens many an
eye. There are many who cannot see because of self-conceit. When great
Self feasts his eyes upon his own good works or religious performances,
of course he cannot see the way of salvation by Christ alone! The Lord
take these scales from your eyes, poor Sinner, for Self is a great
maker of darkness! Nothing more surely holds a soul in gloom than a
conceit of its own powers. How I wish I could so put the Gospel as to
win men from self! I preach the plan of salvation as plainly as ever I
can. I use very homely metaphors. I have sometimes even employed what
the more refined call vulgar expressions–I would be more vulgar,
still, if I could thereby help a soul to see Christ!
I tell you Jesus is near to you and within your reach and that
salvation is close at your feet! You have but to trust in the Lord
Jesus Chris, and you shall be saved! But I know that, after all is said
and done, if you ever see Christ, it will be because the Holy Spirit
opens your eyes. I cannot open them, nor any other mortal man! Since
the world began it has not been known that any man has opened the eyes
of one that was born blind. Oh, that the Lord would be pleased, now, to
open the eyes of every sinner here to see salvation in the atoning
blood of Jesus Christ, the Son of God!
III. I must leave that point and finish with one more. IN OUR PRESENT
CASE IT IS VERY DESIRABLE THAT
OUR EYES SHOULD BE OPENED. To many it is imperatively necessary at this
very moment, for if not now recovered from their blindness they will
die in their sins! In this great throng there are some to whom it is
pre-eminently desirable that their eyes should be opened at once to see
what the inevitable result of their present mode of life will be, for
their blindness is the source of great peril to them. That young
gentleman who is spending his money upon the race course and loose
society–I should think he might see with half an eye what will come of
his conduct! The devil never runs express trains to Hell–there is no
need for them–for you can go there fast enough by racehorses!
The turf has furnished to many an express method of ruining their
fortunes and their souls! Get into that line of things–and all it
means and all the society that goes with it–and your future needs no
prophet. Many young men do not think till it is too late to think. I
wish I could put a cool hand upon that hot brow and stop that young man
and make him stand still and consider. O that the Lord would open his
eyes! And that young woman who has begun to look (not much, as yet) on
what is called gaiety. Ah, the Lord stop you, my Sister, and open your
eyes before you go one step farther–for one step farther may be your
ruin!
And that tradesman who has begun–no, he has not quite begun as
yet–but he is thinking about a course of trade which will land him in
something more shameful than bankruptcy. I pray the Lord to open his
eyes that he may see matters in the true light. I see a man before me
who is about to commit moral suicide. O for a gleam of light, just now,
and a touch of that finger which can open blind eyes! I cannot
particularize and go into every case, but I have upon me a strong
impression that I am speaking to some young man whose future depends
upon his prudent pausing and careful consideration before he puts his
foot down again. One step more and you fall! I beseech you, stand still
and hear what God would speak to you! Turn, turn from your sins and
seek your Savior, now, and He will be found of you at once and there
shall be a life honorable and bright before you to His Glory! But if
you go one step farther in the way in which the tempter's charms, like
siren music, would entice you, you are lost forever! God help you,
therefore, to stop, and may it be said of you, "God opened his eyes."
Now, leaving all these themes of thought, I would remind you that we
are about to gather at the Communion Table and there we should sit with
opened eyes. Those who love the Lord cannot endure to sit as blind men
in His palace, but they long for all the sight which Grace can give
them. First, we would have opened eyes that we may see Jesus to be very
near us. Do not think of Him, just now, as if He were far away in
Heaven. He is there in His glorious Personality, but His spiritual
Presence is here, also. Did He not say, "Lo, I am with you always" and,
"If I go away I will come again"? He abides with us by His Spirit
forever! Come, let us sit while this sacramental feast is going on, and
sing–
"Amidst us our Beloved stands,
And bids us view His pierced hands.
He points to His wounded feet and side,
Blest emblems of the Crucified
If now with eyes defiled and dim,
We see the signs but see not Him,
Oh may His love the scales displace,
And bid us see Him face to face!
Our former transports we recount,
When with Him in the holy mount,
These cause our souls to thirst anew,
His marred but lovely face to view." We desire that you may have your
eyes opened to see what you are in Christ. You complain that you are
black in yourselves–but you are most fair in Him! You lament that you
are so wandering, yes, but you are fixed in Him! You mourn that you are
so weak–yet you are strong in Him! A good man went, the other day, to
visit a poor child who was dying–a child whom the Lord had taught many
things–and the dear little fellow, as he put out his wasted hand said,
"So strong in Christ." He could hardly lift a finger and yet he knew
that his weakness was clothed with power in Christ!
We are poor puny things, but we can do all things through Christ! We
are poor foolish things, but we are wise in Christ. We are
good-for-nothing things, but we are so precious in Christ, so dear to
God in Christ as to be numbered with His jewels and known as the Lord's
peculiar portion! We are sinful creatures in ourselves and yet we are
perfect in Christ Jesus and complete in Him. These are strong
expressions, but as they are Scriptural, they are assuredly true. How
blessed we are in our Covenant Head! The Lord open our eyes to see
this.
Lastly, dear Friends, may the Lord open your eyes to see what you will
be in Him. Ah, what will you be in Christ? In a very little while we
shall be with Him. Many of our members have gone home to Jesus and one
very earnest Brother, very diligent in working for the Master–a young
man of whom we expected much–has been swept away by the receding tide
while bathing in the sea. He has gone to his rest, I doubt not. Older
friends have also ascended to God just lately, rejoicing to enter into
the joy of the Lord.
Between now and next month's Communion some of us will, probably, have
departed to the Father. Let our eyes be opened to behold, by faith, the
Glory soon to be revealed. It may almost make you laugh for joy to
think of your head wearing a crown–that poor head of yours! These poor
aching knees and weary feet–there will be no more toil for them! That
poor scantily furnished room, hard fare, narrow means and weary labor
will all be exchanged for mansions of rest, bread of bliss and new wine
of delight! You know each pavement stone between here and your house,
for you come so often to the Tabernacle–but you will be walking the
streets of gold before long to the eternal Temple above! Instead of
noisy streets you will traverse paths of rest amid the songs of seraphs
and the Psalms of the redeemed and that, perhaps, within a month.
Yes, in less than it takes the moon to fill her horns you shall be
where the Lord God and the Lamb are the eternal Light! Certain of us
are nearer Heaven than we think. Let our hearts dance for joy at the
bare thought of such speedy joy! Let us go on our way blessing and
magnifying Him who has opened our eyes to see the Glory which He has
prepared for them that love Him, which shall be ours before long. God
bless you for Christ's sake.
PORTION OF SCRIPTURE READ BEFORE SERMON–Genesis 21:1-21. HYMNS FROM
"OUR OWN HYMN BOOK"–852, 785.
Eyes Opened LETTER FROM MR. SPURGEON:
TO MY FRIENDS IN ENGLAND,
Until yesterday the weather here has been so unsettled that it was not
favorable to my complaint, but now I hope it has taken a turn for the
better and will be more suitable for rheumatic joints. It has taken me
six weeks to get rid of the disease and now I hope to spend the rest of
my sojourn here in gathering strength. If it may please God to permit
me to return in full vigor to my delightful work, I shall indeed
rejoice! Till then be so good as to maintain by your prayers and
liberality the good works over which I have so long presided, so that
there may be no lack. College, Orphanage, Colportage and Evangelists
are all work and must not be forgotten. May the Lord's own blessing
rest on them all.
Yours heartily, C. H. SPURGEON,
Mentone, February 28, 1879
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The Yoke Removed and the Lord Revealed