escape his fate, for with Him
no contention is possible. What use, then, in many words (not things)
since they afford no relief as against that end? they only increase
vanity. Then the last sad wail of this subject: "Who knoweth what is
really _good_--satisfying for man--during the few fleeting years of his
vain life here, which he passes as a shadow; and when he is gone, who
can tell him what shall be after him under the sun"?
Let that wail sink down deep into our ears. It is the cry that has
been passed, in ever increasing volume, from heart to heart--every
empty hollow heart of man echoing and re-echoing, "Who will show us any
good?" Now turn and listen to One who came to answer that fully, and
in His word to Mary, the sister of Lazarus, He does distinctly, in
words, answer it. She had chosen the portion that He could call
"good." And was that travail and toil, even in service for Himself?
No, that was rather her sister's portion; but a seat--expressive of
rest--(consider it), a listening ear, whilst the Lord ministered to
her;--and that is all that is needful! What a contrast between this
poor rich king, communing with his own heart to find out what is that
good portion for man; and the rich poor saint in blessed communion with
infinite Love, infinite Wisdom, infinite Power, and resting satisfied!
Surely, Solomon in all his glory had no throne to be compared to hers,
as she sat lowly "at His feet." And mark carefully, for thy soul's
good, that word of tender grace that the Lord said, This is "needful."
He who had listened to the groan of man's heart through those long four
thousand years, and knew its need fully and exactly, says that this
good portion must not be regarded as any high attainment for the few,
but as the very breath of life--for all. If He knows that it is
needful for thee, then, my soul, fear not but that He will approve thy
taking the same place and claiming Mary's portion on the ground of thy
_need alone_.
Yes, but does this really answer the root cause of the groan in our
chapter? Is the shadow of death dispelled by sitting at His feet! Is
death no longer the dark unknown? Shall we learn lessons there that
shall rob it of all its terrors, and replace the groan with song? Yes,
truly, for look at the few significant foot-prints of that dear Mary's
walk after this. See her at that supper made for the Lord at Bethany.
Here Martha is serving with perfect acceptance--no word of rebuke t
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