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Prison meditations

June 29, 2008

[rating:3.5]And I don’t think I’ve ever felt more imprisoned by my body and circumstances than currently and the past week: And in part, my imprisonment too, was for holding to the truth. That was brought home to me just a few weeks ago, when seeing someone from my former Church who I hadn’t seen for around 3 years.

PRISON MEDITATION DIRECTED TO THE HEART OF SUFFERING SAINTS AND REIGNING SINNERS

1. Friend, I salute thee in the Lord,
And wish thou may’st abound
In faith, and have a good regard
To keep on holy ground.

2. Thou dost encourage me to hold
My head above the flood,
Thy counsel better is than gold,
In need thereof I stood.

3. Good counsel’s good at any time,
The wise will it receive,
Though fools count he commits a crime
Who doth good counsel give.

4. I take it kindly at thy hand
Thou didst unto me write,
My feet upon Mount Zion stand,
In that take thou delight .

5. I am, indeed, in prison now
In body, but my mind
Is free to study Christ, and how
Unto me he is kind.

6. For though men keep my outward man
Within their locks and bars,
Yet by the faith of Christ I can
Mount higher than the stars.

7. Their fetters cannot spirits tame,
Nor tie up God from me;
My faith and hope they cannot lame,
Above them I shall be.

8. I here am very much refreshed
To think when I was out,
I preached life, and peace, and rest
To sinners round about.

9. My business then was souls to save,
By preaching grace and faith;
Of which the comfort now I have,
And have it shall till death.

10. They were no fables that I taught,
Devised by cunning men,
But God’s own Word, by which were caught
Some sinners now and then.

11. Whose souls by it were made to see
The evil of their sin;
And need of Christ to make them free
From death which they were in.

12. And now those very hearts that then
Were foes unto the Lord,
Embrace his Christ and truth, like men
Conquered by his word.

13. I hear them sigh and groan, and cry
For grace, to God above;
They loathe their sin, and to it die,
‘Tis holiness they love.

14. This was the work I was about
When hands on me they laid,
‘Twas this from which they pluck’d me out,
And vilely to me said,

15. You heretic, deceiver, come,
To prison you must go;
You preach abroad, and keep not home,
You are the church’s foe.

16. But having peace within my soul,
And truth on every side,
I could with comfort them control,
And at their charge deride.

17. Wherefore to prison they me sent,
Where to this day I lie,
And can with very much content
For my profession die.

18. The prison very sweet to me
Hath been since I came here,
And so would also hanging be,
If God would there appear.

19. Here dwells good conscience, also peace
Here be my garments white;
Here, though in bonds, I have release
From guilt, which else would bite.

20. When they do talk of banishment,
Of death, or such-like things;
Then to me God sends heart’s content,
That like a fountain springs.

21. Alas! they little think what peace
They help me to, for by
Their rage my comforts do increase;
Bless God therefore do I.

22. If they do give me gall to drink,
Then God doth sweetn’ning cast
So much thereto, that they can’t think
How bravely it doth taste.

23. For, as the devil sets before
Me heaviness and grief,
So God sets Christ and grace much more,
Whereby I take relief.

24. Though they say then that we are fools
Because we here do lie,
I answer, goals are Christ his schools,
In them we learn to die.

25. ‘Tis not the baseness of this state
Doth hide us from God’s face,
He frequently, both soon and late,
Doth visit us with grace.

26. Here come the angels, here come saints,
Here comes the Spirit of God,
To comfort us in our restraints
Under the wicked’s rod.

27. God sometimes visits prisons more
Than lordly palaces,
He often knocketh at our door,
When he their houses miss.

28. The truth and life of heavenly things
Lift up our hearts on high,
And carry us on eagles’ wings,
Beyond carnality.

29. It take away those clogs that hold
The hearts of other men,
And makes us lively, strong and bold
Thus to oppose their sin.

30. By which means God doth frustrate
That which our foes expect;
Namely, our turning th’ Apostate,
Like those of Judas’ sect.

31. Here comes to our rememberance
The troubles good men had
Of old, and for our furtherance,
Their joys when they were sad.

32. To them that here for evil lie
The place is comfortless,
But not to me, because that I
Lie here for righteousness.

33. The truth and I were both here cast
Together, and we do
Lie arm in arm, and so hold fast
Each other; this is true.

34. This goal to us is as a hill,
From whence we plainly see
Beyond this world, and take our fill
Of things that lasting be.

35. From hence we see the emptiness
Of all this world contains;
And here we feel the blessedness
That for us yet remains.

36. Here we can see how all men play
Their parts, as on a stage,
How good men suffer for God’s way,
And bad men at them rage.

37. Here we can see who holds that ground
Which they in Scripture find;
Here we see also who turns round
Like weathercocks with wind.

38. We can also from hence behold
How seeming friends appear
But hypocrites, as we are told
In Scripture every where.

39. When we did walk at liberty,
We were deceiv’d by them,
Who we from hence do clearly see
Are vile deceitful men.

40. These politicians that profest
For base and worldly ends,
Do now appear to us at best
But Machiavellian friends.

41. Though men do say, we do disgrace
Ourselves by lying here
Among the rogues, yet Christ our face
From all such filth will clear.

42. We know there’s neither flout nor frown
That we now for him bear,
But will add to our heavenly crown,
When he comes in the air.

43. When he our righteousness forth brings
Bright shining as the day,
And wipeth off those sland’rous things
That scorners on us lay.

44. We sell our earthly happiness
For heavenly house and home;
We leave this world because ’tis less,
And worse than that to come.

45. We change our drossy dust for gold,
From death to life we fly:
We let go shadows, and take hold
Of immortality.

46. We trade for that which lasting is,
And nothing for it give,
But that which is already his
By whom we breath and live.

47. That liberty we lose for him,
Sickness might take away:
Our goods might also for our sin
By fire or thieves decay.

48. Again, we see what glory ’tis
Freely to bear our cross
For him, who for us took up his,
When he our servant was.

49. I am most free that men should see
A hole cut thro’ mine ear;
If others will ascertain me,
They’ll hang a jewel there.

50. Just thus it is we suffer here
For him a little pain,
Who, when he doth again appear,
Will with him let us reign.

51. If all must either die for sin
A death that’s natural;
Or else for Christ, ’tis beset with him
Who for the last doth fall.

52. Who now dare say we throw away
Our goods or liberty,
When God’s most holy Word doth say
We gain thus much thereby?

53. Hark yet again, you carnal men,
And hear what I shall say
In your own dialect, and then
I’ll you no longer stay.

54. You talk sometimes of valour much,
And count such bravely mann’d,
That will not stick to have a touch
With any in the land.

55. If these be worth commending then,
That vainly show their might,
How dare you blame those holy men
That in God’s quarrel fight?

56. Though you dare crack a coward’s crown,
Or quarrel for a pin,
You dare not on the wicked frown,
Nor speak against their sin.

57. For all your spirits are so stout,
For matters that are vain;
Yet sin besets you round about,
You are in Satan’s chain.

58. You dare not for the truth engage,
You quake at prisonment;
You dare not make the tree your stage
For Christ, that King, potent.

59. Know then, true valour there doth dwell
Where men engage for God,
Against the devil, death, and hell,
And bear the wicked’s rod.

60. These be the men that God doth count
Of high and noble mind;
These be the men that do surmount
What you in nature find.

61. First they do conquer their own hearts,
All worldly fears, and then
Also the devil’s fiery darts,
And persecuting men.

62. They conquer when they thus do fall,
They kill when they do die:
They overcome then most of all,
And get the victory.

63. The worldling understands not this,
‘Tis clear out of his sight;
Therefore he counts this world his bliss,
And doth our glory slight.

64. The lubber knows not how to spring
The nimble footman’s stage;
Neither can owls or jackdaws sing
If they were in the cage.

65. The swine doth not the pearls regard,
But them doth slight for grains,
Though the wise merchant labours hard
For them with greatest pains.

66. Consdier man what I have said,
And judge of things aright;
When all men’s cards are fully played,
Whose will abide the light?

67. Will those, who have us hither cast?
Or they who do us scorn?
Or those who do our houses waste?
Or us, who this have borne?

68. And let us count those things the best
That best will prove at last;
And count such men the only blest,
That do such things hold fast.

69. And what though they us dear do cost,
Yet let us buy them so;
We shall not count our labour lost
When we see others’ woe.

70. And let saints be no longer blam’d
By carnal policy;
But let the wicked be asham’d
Of their malignity. [John Bunyan]

Thine to serve thee

September 15, 2007

If thou findest me short in things, impute that to my love of brevity. If thou findest me besides the truth in anything, impute that to mine infirmity. But if thou findest anything here that serveth to thy furtherance and joy of the faith, impute that to the mercy of God bestowed on thee and me. Thine to serve thee with that little I have. [John Bunyan]

The Complete Works Of John Bunyan Part 1

A Prison meditation

May 22, 2007

Have been  having a rough time with my health, so my blog has been a bit out of sorts. Normaly service should be resumed ASAP. (DV)

‘Christ’s presence hath my prison turn’d A blessed heaven; what then will In heaven hereafter, when it now creates Heav’n in a dungeon; goals to courts translates?’ ‘He is not bound whom Christ makes Though shut close prisoner, chained, remains A godly man’s at large in every place, Still cheerful, well content, in blessed Unconquered; he a sacred heaven still About within his breast.’…  [John Bunyan]

A Heart rightly-broken

January 29, 2007

The list below is by John Bunyan, from his book "The Acceptable Sacrifice" a short treatise on Psalm 51, on what it means to have a broken and contrite heart.

  • 1) MAN is DEAD and must be QUICKENED.
  • 2) Man is a FOOL, and must be made WISE.
  • 3) MAN is PROUD, and must be HUMBLED.
  • 4) Man is SELF-WILLED and must be BROKEN.
  • 5) MAN is FEARLESS, and must be made to CONSIDER.
  • 6) MAN is a FALSE BELIEVER, and must be RECTIFIED.
  • 7) MAN is LOVER OF SIN, and must be WEANED from it.
  • 8) MAN DISRELISHES THE THINGS OF GOD, and can take no savor in them until HIS HEART IS BROKEN.

 I can testify to the above first-hand having been the fool who for a while, was all of the above, some time ago,  And now the cry of Jeremiah in Lamentations 3 seems to continually be on my lips. I don’t intend to say any more about my own particular foolishness, as most long-term readers will already know.

3:1 I am the man who has seen affliction under the rod of his wrath; 2 he has driven and brought me into darkness without any light; 3 surely against me he turns his hand again and again the whole day long. 4 He has made my flesh and my skin waste away; he has broken my bones; 5 he has besieged and enveloped me with bitterness and tribulation; 6 he has made me dwell in darkness like the dead of long ago. 7 He has walled me about so that I cannot escape; he has made my chains heavy; 8 though I call and cry for help, he shuts out my prayer; 9 he has blocked my ways with blocks of stones; he has made my paths crooked.

 

But as I go on my way, I see other fools. Much longer term fools who have  never exhibited anything else besides foolishness in the big picture. I was thinking the weekend, as I writhed about my bed in agony of body, if those who mocked and slandered me by calling me a liar and a hypocondriach, if I should ever wish similar upon them, or if that would be a sinful thing to do. We all die once, and most are ill before death, its very rare death is sudden, though it obviously happens.  Will they think of me when there time comes, and the way they mocked and slandered someone who isn’t dying in the normal quick bang fire way,  yet has that degree of illness?  That I lived too long for them to take me seriously?  Well, I wasn’t prepared to wish that on them, as it felt wrong. I wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy.  But a heart rightly broken? Yes, after having been the fool for a while who took they path  they  have chosen continuously,  yes, I wish them a heart rightly broken. And this post isn’t just addressing those individuals who slandered me,  but any who take such a light view of sin who happen by. As I am the fool who has seen affliction, beyond and above most usual means,  and  it was only having a heart rightly broken, that made me start to fear sin and by  consquence, also God. It was the brokenness and torments of conscience,  that  changed something within me, to turn my back on the folly of earlier.  The tears that seem to go unheard and unseen, and the brokenness that often continues, even when on the right path, are constant reminders. As David said, His sin was forever before him, (Psalm 51:3) and that seems to be the case for me too.  I think the folly that comes from the proud, stubborn self-will, lord of our heart that Bunyan speaks of, is probably the truest madness I know. I’m not meaning the type of madness where the psyche world comes in and takes care of you, or at least they often  unfortunately do,  and then you can continue to excuse your sin by giving it a mental health label and so make it respectable. Those who were slandering me a week or so ago, both have mental health diagnoses, both of which their so called symptoms are often nothing besides manifestations of spiritual sickness.  And from their behaviour towards me, (and others by one of them in former times)  I would say this has been again confirmed.  Depressive states are often a symptom of our sick souls, and how we are spiritually blind.  Dr. Martin Lloyd Jones, did a very good series on this very subject,  and I agreed mostly with what he had to say on it.  Yet even amongst Christendom, we excuse sin by letting the mental health lablels that have no foundation in God’s Word excuse sin we see, rather than calling it what it is.  There "symptoms" will often manifest feelings of pity for the individual involved and so we over-look their sin to cater to their feelings.  I am not saying there is never physical causes for depressive illnesses, I know this only too well myself from my dark place. A brain full of toxins is enough to make anyone depressed now and then,  and there are often other aggravating factors. No neurological illness doesn’t have depression as a symptom. So, I seem to be blighted all the way around as far as not experiencing my dark place. Yet previously, despite all the mental health labels I had, I have never once been diagnosed as depressed. Its against the core of my nature which is what makes it so hard to endure. As its totally alien to me.

However, to get back on tack, the foolishness of man’s heart, when having no fear of God,  a broken heart can and will cure.  And so, I hope those who have maligned, mocked and slandered me, (and others who have similar folly and such a light view of sin) have their heart rightly broken. As without it, they are on the wrong path so continuously, chances are they will never got off it, unless there heart be rightly broken by God.  If God doesn’t break their hearts, then its a sure sign that He doesn’t have a Father’s love for them. So, I hope for their sake, He does.

A few choice Excerpts from Bunyan’s book:

A wild man or mad man, let him alone and he will greatly busy himself all his life to accomplish that which when it is completed, amounts to nothing: The work, the toil, the travail of such a one comes to nothing, save to declare that he was out of his wits that did it. David, imitating of such a one, scrabbled upon the gate of the king, as fools do with chalk; and like to this is all the work of  all carnal men in the world. (1 Sam 21:12-13). Hence, such a one is said to labour for the wind, or for what will amount to no more than if he filled his belly with the East wind. (Eccles 5:16; Job 15:2;)

Thou lovest thy sin, and neither rod nor good words will yet reclaim thee. Well, take heed; if thou wilt not be reclaimed, God will make thee a posset of them, which shall be so bitter to thy soul, so irksome to thy taste, so loathesome to thy mind, and so afflicting to thy heart, that it shall break it with sickness and grief, till it be loathsome to thee. I say thus will he do it if he loves thee; if not, he will suffer thee to take thy course and will let thee go on.

There is a fear of man, fear of losing his favour, his love, his good-will, his friendship. But come now to God; why none fear him, that is by nature, none reverence him; thy neither fear his frowns, nor seek his favour, nor enquire how they may escape his revenging hand that is lifted up against their sins, and their souls because of sin. Little things they fear of losing them, but the soul they are not afraid to lose.

I don’t think we should be surprised by man’s cruelty and inconsideration to others.  As mostly it only happens when they are prepared to be cruelest of all to their own souls.  

 

The blessing of brokeness and contrition

October 15, 2006

“The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O, God, thou wilt not despise.”

But note by the way, that this broken, this broken and contritte heart, is thus excellent only to God: “O God,” saith he, “ THOU wilt not despise it.” By which is implied, the world have not this esteem or respect for such a heart, or for one that is of a broken and contrite spirit. No, no, a man, a woman, that is blessed with a broken heart, is so far off form getting by that esteem with the world, that they are but burdens and trouble-houses wherever they are or go.

Such people carry with them molestation and disquietment: they are in carnal families as David was to the king of Gath, troublers of the house. (1 Sam. 21)

Their sighs, their tears, their day and night groans, their cries and prayers, and solitary carriages, put all the carnal family out of order.

Hence you have them brow-beaten by some, contemned by others, yea, and their company fled from and deserted by others. Bur mark the text, ‘A broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise,’ but rather accept; for not despise is with God to esteem and set a high price upon. [John Bunyan]

 

Mad

September 3, 2006

I sometimes feel folks are trying to send me mad, and given my history I find it quite surprising that I am not mad. But, maybe Bunyan got it right:

"A man there was, tho’ some did count him mad, "The more he cast away, the more he had." — John Bunyan

 

Mad

September 3, 2006

I sometimes feel folks are trying to send me mad, and given my history I find it quite surprising that I am not mad. But, maybe Bunyan got it right:

"A man there was, tho’ some did count him mad, "The more he cast away, the more he had." — John Bunyan

 

John Bunyan's dying words

August 13, 2006

“Weep not for me, but for yourselves. I go to the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ; Who will, no doubt, through the mediation of His Blessed Son, receive me, though a sinner: when I hope we shall ere long meet to sing the new song, and remain everlastingly happy, world without end, Amen!”