By the Editor Jesus is Divine
IT is written on my heart with a pen of gold. I can bear unfaltering witness to His divinity by what He has done for me. The personal aspect of this great truth is the strongest argument for it, apart from revelation, that can be adduced. The absolute change wrought in the life by personal contact with Jesus Christ, the overwhelming evidence of thoughts and feelings, changed by faith in Him; the realization of divine things in a measure never to be known apart from Him; the living hope that cannot be destroyed, although dimmed at times by human imperfection; the appreciation of the personal bearing of His life and death and resurrection for me—all these things, and a thousand others, fix the truth immutably for me that Jesus is Divine.
I learnt that I was lost when He sought and found me; I knew I was a dead sinner when He gave me life; I knew there was a hell when He showed me heaven; I knew the hideousness of my life’s sin when I gazed upon His cross and heard Him say, “Father, forgive them; they know not what they do.” I had no hope beyond the present, and no certainty as to what there was beyond, until He opened the gateways of everlasting life to me, and disclosed vistas of incomparable delight, and thus transformed the comprehended limitations of finite life into the infinite realities of an existence without end. Then it was that everlasting love brought a bankrupt sinner to the treasuries of heaven; and as all the wonders of redeeming grace were freely displayed, said, “All things are yours, for ye are Christ’s and Christ is God’s.”
I could never pray until I knew that Jesus was divine. I was like the disciples when they voiced their dependence on the Master, saying, “To whom shall we go? Thou hast the words of eternal life.” I had no one to go to until I came to Christ. God was but a name to me, incomprehensible and unknown. “He came to reveal the Father,” and He revealed Him unto me. And now the Father and the Son are not mere names but divine certainties. “No man cometh unto the Father but by Me.” By Him, and by Him alone, I have access to God as my Father. When I comprehended what His finished work had done for me; when I heard the cry, “It is finished,” and saw the veil of the temple rent from the top to the bottom, I knew He had finished a work for me that I could never have done for myself, and had made a way for me by His death into the holy of holies. As one redeemed to God by His precious blood, I can pass into His very presence, with the sacred name of Father on my lips, pleading the merits of His precious blood, shed for me.
Prayer is a delight now, for there is One in heaven who hears me. All my future is glorified by His love to me. He walks with me on earth, and I shall walk with Him in heaven. He gives me, a poor sinner saved by His wondrous grace, what only a divine person could give the knowledge of sins forgiven and a peace that the world can neither give nor take away.