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T h e K i n g ’ s B u s i n e s s
September 1932
“ I thought— I thought you could never, never leave your mother?” “ It was this way,” and the Princeling was telling her everything in his old eager fashion. “ I was the one they were watching. If I were out of the way for good, she could live quietly in the Paris she loves. N o ! They would not consent to my leaving (Nikolai learned this) but they could be looking the other way if a young Sicilian—and you see the great ‘bird-man’ had engaged a Sicilian who failed him at the last moment. It seems a possible male heir is the dangerous member of a family. Y e s! The water- hop was fun and peril mixed! They thought I’d fallen into the Atlantic—couldn’t find me—my belt had caught in the passage between the chart room and the cockpit. They found me and pried me loose. Mother was willing to let me come to this last free land that is left to us when she heard —when— I finally told her about you, I mean all about you.” “ Oh !” said Constance. unto their fathers.” But they “ turned back,” because they doubted His power to take them through. “ Yea, they spake against God; they said, Can God furnish a table in the wilderness?” Dr. S. Chadwick, the able English preacher, speaks of faith for desperate days in these striking words: Faith did not make our desperate days. Its work is to sustain and solve them. The only alternative to a desperate faith is despair, and faith holds on and prevails. Its strength is in its power to wait. Unbelief judges by the immediate; faith stakes everything on the ultimate. And since God is “ from everlasting to everlasting,” there can be no despair to a waiting soul. On one occasion, two American gentlemen sat at breakfast with Rev. John Wilkinson, heachof the Mildmay (London) Mission to the LIMITING THE HOLY ONE [Continued from page 392]
Jews. Observing him opening letters which brought God’s supply for the day, one of the gentlemen said, “ This is all very well so far, but what would you do, Mr. Wilkinson, if one morning the expected supply did not come?” He answered, “ That can only happen, Sir, when God dies.” T he T ests of F aith It is the wildernesses of life that test our faith and prove whether God will have the chance to show what He can do in bringing us into the Canaan of blessing: Churches fall down here. They get into financial and spiritual straits and resort to worldly expedients to help them out in stead of waiting on God to furnish a table in the wilderness. Instead of turning to God who can make all grace abound toward them that they, always having all sufficiency in all things, may abound to every good work, they turn to human leadership and depend on human devices, only to receive in themselves the requital of leanness and ineffi ciency—as it is written, “ He gave them their request; but sent ieanness into their soul.” The lesson which every church and every individual needs to learn is that nothing can take the place o f God’s favor, and His favor is conditioned on obedience to His Word. Having saved us from Egypt, He would lead us to Canaan, and though the way lies through the wilderness of trial, nothing can keep us out of the good land but our own unbelief. Like Israel, we would incur His displeasure by allowing circumstances to govern our conduct and to turn us from the path of His revealed will. When you hear one say, “ I ’m afraid I can’t hold out,” you are in the presence of the same spirit that provoked the Lord in the time of Moses and filled the wilderness with the carcasses o f the unbelieving. Far better would it be to say, with the Psalm ist, “ What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee” ; or better still, to shout the New Testament assurance, “ I can do all things through Christ who strengtheneth me.” Our in heritance is not in the desert of sin and defeat, but on the shining table-lands of Canaan!
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