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Very Singular

Very Singular

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Published by GLENN DALE PEASE
BY CHARLES H. SPURGEON
BY CHARLES H. SPURGEON

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Published by: GLENN DALE PEASE on Apr 27, 2013
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VERY SIGULAR BY CHARLES H. SPURGEOAHITHOPEL was a man of keen perception, and thosbwho consulted him followed his advice with as much confi-dence as if he had been an oracle from heaven. He was agreat master of diplomacy, versed in the arts of cunning, far-seeing, cautious, deep. He was for years the friend and coun-sellor of David, but thinking it politic to be on the popularside he left his old master that he might, like many othercourtiers, worship the rising sun, and hold an eminent posi-tion under Absalom. This, to use diplomatic language, wasnot only a crime but a mistake ; Absalom was not the manto follow the warnings of sagacity, and Ahithophel foundhimself supplanted by another councillor; whereat he wasso incensed that he left Absalom, hurried home, arranged hiepersonal affairs, and hanged himself in sheer vexation.His case teaches us that the greatest wordly wisdom wiHnot preserve a man from the utmost folly. Here was a manworthy to be called the estor of debate, who yet had notwit enough to keep his neck from the fatal noose. Manya man supremely wise for a time fails in the long run. Therenowned monarch, sagacious for the hour, has ere longproved his whole system to be a fatal mistake. Instancesthere are near to hand where a brilliant career has ended inshame, a life of wealth closed in poverty, an empire cpI-VERY SIGULAR. 497lapsed in ruin. The wisdom which contemplates only thislife fails even in its own sphere. Its tricks are too shallow,its devices too temporary, and the whole comes down witha crash when least expected to fall. What sad cases havewe seen from men who have been wise 'n policy who haveutterly failed from lack of principle I For want of the spiritof honor and truth to establish them they have built pal-aces of ice which have melted before they were complete." The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom." Thewisdom which cometh from above is the only wisdom ; thesecular is folly until the sacred blends its golden streamtherewith.
 
I desire to call your attention to the text on account of its very remarkable character. " He put his hottse in orderand hanged himself ^ To put his house in order showedthat he was a prudent man : to hang himself proved that hewas a fool. Herein is a strange mixture of discretion anddesperation, mind and madness. Shall a man have wisdomenough to arrange his worldly affairs with care, and yetshall he be so sapless as to take his own life afterwards? AsBishop Hall pithily says, " Could it be possible that heshould be careful to order his house who regarded not toorder his impetuous passions ? That he should care for hishouse who cared not for either body or soul ? " Strange in-congruity, he makes his will, and then because he cannothave his will, he wills to die. 'Tis another proof that mad-ness is in the heart of the sons of men. Marvel not at thisone display of folly, for I shall have to show you that thecase of Ahithophel is in the spiiit of it almost universal ;and as I shall describe sundry similar individuals, many of you will perceive that I speak of you. Thousands set theirhouses in order but destroy their souls, they look well totheir flocks and their herds, but not to their hearts' best interests. They gather broken shells with continuous indns-try, but they throw away priceless diamonds. They exer-cise forethought, prudence, care, everywhere but where they498 VERY smauLAB.are most required. They save their money but squandertheir happiness ; they are guardians of their estate but sui<cides of their souls. Many forms this folly takes, but it isseen on all hands, and the sight should make the Christianweep over the madness of his fellow naen. May the seriesof portraits which will now pass before us, while they holdthe mirror up to nature, also point us in the way of grace.See before you, then, the portrait of an attentivb ser-vant. He is faithful to his employers, and fulfils wellthe ofiice to which he is appointed. He is up with the lark,he toils all day, he rests not till his task is done ; he neg-lects nothing which he undertakes. I see him among thethrong, I will single him out, and talk with him. Yon havebeen engaged for years in farming. You have ploughed,and sown, and reaped, and gathered into the barn, and noone has done the work better that you, and yet, though youhave been so careful in your labor, you have never sown
 
to the Spirit, nor cared to reap life everlasting. You havenever asked to have your heart ploughed with the gospelplough, nor sown with the living seed, and the consequencewill be that at the last you will have no harvest but weedsand thistles, and you will be given over to eternal destrac-tion. What ails you to care for the clover and the turnips,the cows and the sheep, but never for yourself, your truestself, your ever-existing soul ? What ! all -this care aboutthe field and no care about your heart ? All this toil for aharvest which the hungry shall eat up, and no care what-ever about the harvest that shall last eternally !Or you have been occupied all your life in a garden, andthere what diligence you have shown, what taste in thetraining of the plants and flowers, what diligence in digging,planting, weeding, and watering ? Often has your employercongratulated himself that he has so careful a servant. Youtake a delight in your work, and well you may for some relicsof Eden's memories linger around a garden still ^ but bowiifSfe* SiMGtTLAR. 49ftit that you are so choice with yonder tulip and so indifferentftbout your own spirit ? What, care for a poor rose, whichBO soon is withered, and have no thought about your immor-tal nature ? Is this like a reasonable man ? You were veryciareful in the winter to keep up the heat of the greenhouseest those feeble plants should suffer Trom the Trost, haveyou, then, no care to be protected from temptation, and fromthe dread storms of almighty wrath which are so soon toDome ? Can it be that you are diligent in ordering thewalks, and beds, and shrubberies of your master's grounds,and yet are utterly careless about the garden of your heartin which fairer flowers would bloom, and yield you a far richerreward ? I marvel at you. It seems so strange that youshould be so good a worker for others and so bad a carerabout yourself. I fear your lament will have to be "Theymade me keeper of the vineyard, but my own vineyard haveI not kept."It would be too long a task to dwell particularly on eachof your employments, but I will hope that in each case youare anxious to do your work thoroughly, so as to secure ap-proval. The horse is not badly fed, nor the caniage reckless-ly driven, nor the wall carelessly built, nor the wood ill planed

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