imself. Two ways may be presented for the emptying of a jar of air.
First, use the air pump; but in this way it cannot be perfectly done.
Second, fill the jar with water. This is the better way. When Christ
fills our lives he empties us of self and sin. To some unknown friend
I am indebted for four steps which we must take if we would be loosed
from our bondage and stand straight in the presence of God and men.
First: What God claims I will yield; that is myself.
Second: What I yield God accepts. Since I have taken my hands off from
myself I am not my own.
"I have not much to bring Thee, Lord.
For that great love which made Thee mine,
I have not much to bring Thee, Lord,
But all I am is Thine."
Third: What God accepts he fills.
Fourth: What God fills he uses.
III
Mind you, it is not once and for all that we are filled with the Spirit
of God; there will be a necessity for daily renewal, not only because
we may sin but also because we may use the strength which he has
imparted to us. Three suggestions may be made, therefore, for our
constant infilling.
First: Make his word your daily portion. Count that day lost which
passes without a portion of his word absorbed into your life.
Second: Make his will supreme. There can be no joy in the household
when the children rebel against the parents. There can be no power in
Christian experience when our wills are contrary to his.
Third: Make him the king of your life. His coronation will one day
come, when he shall be proclaimed King of kings and Lord of lords; but
while we wait for that we may crown him in our own lives.
When Queen Victoria had just ascended her throne she went, as is the
custom of Royalty, to hear "The Messiah" rendered. She had been
instructed as to her conduct by those who knew, and was told that she
must not rise when the others stood at the singing of the Hallelujah
chorus. When that magnificent chorus was being sung and the singers
were shouting "Hallelujah! hallelujah! hallelujah! for the Lord God
omnipotent reigneth," she sat with great difficulty. It seemed as if
she would rise in spite of the custom of kings and queens, but finally
when they came to that part of the chorus where with a shout they
proclaim him King of kings suddenly the young queen rose and stood with
bowed head, as if she would take her own crown from off her head and
cast it at his feet. Let us make him our King and every day be loy
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