A bit ago the sky was blue and the sun shone brightly upon a placid sea, or upon waters only rippled by a gentle breeze. Such a scene is very attractive to those who go out in their boats for fishing or for pleasure.
But now the blue in the heavens is no longer seen. The sky is overcast with clouds, the waters are troubled, the boats are in danger, the storm is upon them and the men hasten to row to shore—there is no time to be lost.
Dear reader, there is a “coming storm” far more terrible than the one suggested by our picture—a storm that will carry with it far more desolation, destruction, and death than any storm that has yet been witnessed. It is the storm of God’s wrath—a storm that will utterly destroy all in its path. Thousands, millions of precious souls are hastening on, engrossed in pleasure and business—heedless of this storm that threatens.
But God in His grace has made a way of escape. He has afforded a place of shelter in the person of His own beloved Son. We have all sinned and earned the wrath of a sin-hating God. But the great love of Jesus, the Saviour, led Him to take upon Himself all the wrath due to our sins, and now, for us who are sheltered by His blood, the judgment is past.
Dear reader, if you have not yet found refuge in this shelter, do not delay. The clouds are gathering thick and fast. Flee for shelter to those loving arms outstretched to receive you just as you are, in all your sin.
ML 04/16/1939