Trivialities and immensities

Sometimes we mistake the trivial for the immense.   It wasn’t the rain put him there it was the tree falling on him. 
Likewise sometimes we forget the immense in the face of the trivial.  

Philippians 4:1-9 ESV - Therefore, my brothers, whom I love and long for, my joy and crown, stand firm thus in the Lord, my beloved.
2 I entreat Euodia and I entreat Syntyche to agree in the Lord. 3 Yes, I ask you also, true companion, help these women, who have labored side by side with me in the gospel together with Clement and the rest of my fellow workers, whose names are in the book of life.
4 Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice. 5 Let your reasonableness be known to everyone. The Lord is at hand; 6 do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. 7 And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
8 Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. 9 What you have learned and received and heard and seen in me—practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you.

Our anxieties can loom large and we lose the peace of God. The peace of God fortifies our hearts when we realise the God of peace is very near us, and we cast those anxieties upon Him.

The immensities, the infinities and the eternities will all be sifted and scanned.

Where are my sins – the sins for which that celestial or infernal expedition will so tirelessly and exhaustively search? Are they secreted where no hound of Heaven, or sleuth of Hell can find them, though, by night and by day, he search never so diligently?

Where are my sins? In my anxiety, I determined to enquire. I opened my Bible. I found that the Old Testament is dominated by the prophets – the minor prophets and the major prophets. I decided to ask one of each. I found that the New Testament is dominated by the apostles, among whom Peter and Paul stand out conspicuously. I would address my earnest question to each of them.

As a representative of the minor prophets I consulted Micah. Micah has a good deal to say about sin, and I somehow felt that he would sympathise.

“Where are my sins?” I asked him. And he replied, without a moment’s hesitation. “They are in the depths of the sea! he averred. “He has cast all our sins into the depths of the sea!”

As a representative of the major prophets, I sought the counsel of the most evangelistic of them all. I vaguely felt that Isaiah would probably have something to say that would comfort me. Nor was I mistaken.

“Where are my sins?” I asked him. “Are they where they can never be found?” And Isaiah replied, as Micah had done. Without a second’s delay, “They are behind God’s back,” he declared. “Thou hast cast all my sins behind Thy back.”

Crossing the frontier from the Old Testament to the New, I sought to avail myself of the consecrated wisdom of the apostles. Peter first of all.

“Where are my sins?” I asked him. Peter looked at me in surprise. “Your sins!” He exclaimed; “why, they have been borne away – borne into the oblivion of everlasting forgetfulness – borne away by the Divine Scapegoat, “Who, in His own person, bore our sins in His own body up to the tree!”

From Peter, I turn to Paul. “Where are my sins?” I asked him. One of these days, I explained, they will be searched for: are they where neither Heaven nor Hell can find them?

“Your sins!” Paul exclaimed, “why they are nailed to the Cross! The Son of God took the whole list of them – the handwriting that was against you – and nailed it to his Cross, glorying, as he did so, in its utter extinction and complete destruction!”

It was his superb revenge. My sins nailed Him to the cross, and then, by way of divine retaliation, he took the hammer in His divine hand, and nailed them to it!

“My sin; oh, the bliss of

this, glorious thought!

My sin; not in part, but the whole,

is nailed to His cross; and

I bear it no more;

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord;

oh, my soul!”

In the depths of the sea! Behind God’s back! Borne away by the Scapegoat! Nailed to the Cross! How can such sins ever be found?

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