George H. Morrison - Devotional Sermons
Devotional For
June 16
Just There
A certain Samaritan, as he journeyed,
came where he was--Luk 10:33
The Lord Himself as a Good Samaritan
Our Lord, true poet that He was, had a
great liking for pictorial teaching, and in all the pictures of His gallery
none is more remarkable than this one. The scene, familiar to them all; the
robbery, an occurrence they all dreaded; the ecclesiastics whom they knew so
well; the Samaritan, whom they all despised--these made a glowing vivid
picture, which nobody but a master could have painted, and nobody but the
Master ever did. It is a beautiful etching of benevolence, and as such it is
immortal. But men have loved, right down the ages, to find in it something more
than that. They have loved to find in this Samaritan a delineation of the Lord
Himself, in His infinite compassion for mankind. Many thoughts come leaping to
the mind when we set the story in the light of Christ. This Samaritan was long
in coming. He had everything the man required (Luk 10:34). But there is another
beautiful feature in his pity that is so eminently true of Christ that we do
well to dwell on it a little.
As the Samaritan, so the Lord Came Where
He Was
That feature is that the Samaritan came
just where the man was--came right up to him, and handled him, where he lay
battered on the hedge-bank. When he saw, as he came down the hill, that in the
hollow yonder there had been a struggle--when he saw that battered figure by
the road, with the robbers probably in concealment, how naturally he might have
halted till some Roman convoy had come up; but, says Jesus, he came just where
he was. I feel sure our Lord intended that. Christ was unrivalled in suggestive
phrase. The Priest saw him; the Levite looked at him; the Samaritan came right
up where he was. How perfectly that exquisite touch applies to the Lord, who
was the teller of the story, in His infinite compassion for mankind!
It Was He Himself Who Came
Think for a moment of the Incarnation. Tell
me, what was the Incarnation? It was the Son of God, seeing the need of man,
and coming in infinite mercy where he was. Not speaking as by a trumpet from
high heaven; not casting down a scroll out of eternity; not sending Gabriel or
any of the angels to proclaim the loving fatherhood of God. No, this is the
glory of the Incarnation, that when man was bruised and battered by his sin,
Christ, the Son of God, the good Samaritan, came just where he was. He came to
the inn, where the travelers were drinking; to the cottage, where the mother
prayed; to the village, where the children romped; to the fields, where happy
lovers wandered. He came to the marriage feast and to the funeral; to the
crowded city and the sea; He came to the agony and to the cross. Show me where
folk are lying ill at home, and I can show you Jesus there. Show me where men
are tempted of the devil, and I can show you Jesus there. Show me where hearts
are crying out in darkness, "My God, why hast thou forsaken me?" and
the beautiful and amazing thing is this--that I can show you Jesus there. Where
man has suffered, Jesus Christ has suffered. Where man has toiled, Jesus Christ
has toiled. Where man has wept, Jesus Christ has wept. Where man has died,
Jesus Christ has died. He has borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows, and
made His grave with the wicked in His death. The good Samaritan has come .just
where he was.
Contrasted with John the Baptist
And when we follow the footsteps of the
Lord, does not the same thing at once arrest us? Why, that is just what the
people marked in Christ, when they contrasted Him with John the Baptist. If you
wanted John, you had to search for John. You had to leave the city and go into
the wilderness. And there, "far from the haunts of men," was John the
Baptist, a solitary figure. But Christ was genial, kindly, and accessible, a
lover of the haunts of men, the friend of publicans and sinners. Simon Peter
was busy with his nets, and Christ came where he was. Matthew was seated at the
receipt of custom, and Christ came to him. The poor demoniac was in the
graveyard, there to be exiled till he died, and the glorious thing about our
good Samaritan is that He came exactly where he was. Where is that bright girl
from Jairus' home? We have been missing her happy smile these days. Where is
Lazarus? We used to see him daily. Is he ill? We never see him now. Where are
the spirits who were disobedient at the time the ark was a-pre-paring? I know
not; I only know of each of them that Christ came where he was. Go to the
penitent thief upon the cross, and tell him there is someone who can save him.
Only he must come down, and leave the city, and fly to the wilderness and he
will find him. There are many who offer paradise on these terms when men are
powerless and cannot move a finger; but Christ came where he was. That is
exactly what He is doing still. Behold, I stand at the door and knock. No one
needs to fly away to find Him. The Word is nigh thee, even in thy mouth.
"Just as I am," is a very gracious hymn: but I want someone to write
me another hymn: "Just where I am, O Lamb of God, You come."
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