George H. Morrison - Devotional Sermons
Devotional For
October 17
The God of Hope
Now the God of hope fill you with all
joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of
the Holy Ghost--Rom 15:13
In the Hebrew language, as scholars know,
there are several different words for rain. From which we gather that in Hebrew
life rain was something of very great importance. It is the same, though in the
realm of spirit, with the names of God in the letters of St. Paul. The variety
of divine names there betrays the deepest heart of the apostle. Think, for
instance, of the names one lights on in this fifteenth chapter of the Romans,
all of them occurring incidentally. He is the God of patience and of consolation
(Rom 15:5). I trust my readers have all found Him that. He is the God of peace
(Rom 15:33), keeping in perfect peace every one whose mind is stayed on Him. He
is the God of hope (Rom 15:13), touching with radiant hopefulness everything
that He has made, from the mustard seed to the children of mankind.
The Hopefulness of God in Nature
Think, for instance, how beautifully
evident is the hopefulness of God in nature. Our Lord was very keenly alive to
that. There is much in nature one cannot understand, and no loving communion
will interpret it. There is a seeming waste and cruelty in nature that often
lies heavy on the heart. But just as everything is beautiful in nature that the
hand of man had never tampered with, so what a glorious hopefulness she
breathes! Every seed, cast into the soil, is big with hopefulness of coming
harvest. Every sparrow, in the winter ivy, is hopeful of the nest and of the
younglings. Every streamlet, rising in the hills and brawling over the granite
in the valley, is hopeful of its union with the sea. Winter comes with iciness
and misery, but in the heart of winter is the hope of spring. Spring comes
tripping across the meadow, but in the heart of spring there is the hope of
summer. Summer comes garlanded with beauty, but in the heart of summer is the
hope of autumn when sower and reaper shall rejoice together. Paul talks of the
whole creation groaning and travailing in pain together. But a woman in travail
is not a hopeless woman. Her heart is "speaking softly of a hope."
The very word natura is the witness of language to that hopeful travail--it
means something going to be born. If, then, this beautiful world of nature is
the garment of God by which we see Him, if His Kingdom be in the mustard seed,
and not a sparrow can fall without His knowledge, how evident it is that He in
whom we trust, who has never left Himself without a witness, is the God of
hope.
The Hopefulness of the New Testament
Again, how evident is this attribute in the
inspired word of the New Testament. The New Testament, as Dr. Denney used to
say, is the most hopeful book in the whole world. I believe that God is
everywhere revealed--in every flower in the crannied wall. But I do not believe
that He is everywhere equally revealed anymore than I believe it of myself.
There are things I do that show my character far more fully than certain other
things--and God has made me in His image. I see Him in the sparrow and the
mustard seed; I see Him in the lilies of the field; but I see more of Him, far
more of Him, in the inspired word of the New Testament. And the fine thing to
remember is just this, that the New Testament is not a hopeless book. Hope
surges in it. Its note is that of victory. There steals on the ear in it the
distant triumph song. It closes with the Book of Revelation where the Lamb is
upon the throne. And if this be the expression of God's being far more fully
than anything in nature, how sure we may be that He is the God of Hope.
Christ, the Gloriously Hopeful One
And then, lastly, we turn to our Lord and
Savior. Is not He the most magnificent of optimists? Hope burned in Him (as
Lord Morley said of Cromwell) when it had gone out in everybody else. There is
an optimism based on ignorance: not such was the good hope of Christ. With an
eye that sin had never dulled, He looked in the face all that was dark and
terrible. There is an optimism based on moral laxity: not such was the good
hope of Christ. He hated sin, although he loved the sinner. Knowing the worst,
hating what was evil, treated by men in the most shameful way, Christ was
gloriously and sublimely hopeful till death was swallowed up in victory;
hopeful for the weakest of us, hopeful for the very worst, hopeful for the
future of the world. Now call to mind the word He spake: "He that hath
seen me, hath seen the Father. "He that hath seen into that heart of
hopefulness hath seen into the heart of the Eternal. Once a man has won that vision
though there are many problems that may vex him still, he never can doubt
again, through all his years, the amazing hopefulness of God.
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