The Breadth of Christ's Religion
“Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies.” — Psalm xxiii. 5.
Christ’s is the only religion that spreads a table in the presence of its enemies. This is very remarkable, because there is no religion which hates sin like that of Jesus. The only faith that will admit to its table a guest with soiled robes is the faith that, of all others, desires purity. The Brahman must have the flesh crucified before the river of life joins the great sea. The Greek must have the flesh beautified ere earth can be an object of interest to heaven. The Roman must have the flesh fortified ere so weak a thing as man can be enrolled in the coming kingdom. But Christ accepts us for an aspiration, for a sigh, for a tear. He lets us sit down as we are, without one plea of present excellence. He lets us come to His Communion when we are beneath man’s communion. All other teachers cry, Be ye cleansed and come “; He says, “Come and be cleansed.’’ They tell me to put on the white robes that I may enter heaven; He bids me enter heaven that I may put on the white robes. They bid the prodigal reform, and he will be allowed to get back; He enjoins him to come back, and he will have a chance to reform. He prepares our table in the presence of our enemies.
I thank Thee, O Father, that I am judged, not by fact, but by faith. I thank Thee that I am allowed to sit down in the midst of my foes. Thou hast accepted me, not for what I am, but for what I should like to be. Thou hast measured me, not by the attainments of my life, but by the glance of my eye. I have no power to paint even a stroke; but my gaze rests on a perfect model. Thou hast measured me by that gaze, O my Father. Thou hast seen me in the portrait-gallery, ignorant ol the very elements of art, but “looking unto Jesus.” That look has redeemed me in Thy sight. In the very presence of my enemies Thou hast seen me. Ignorant, powerless, unable to put my hand to one stroke of beauty, with nothing but the admiring eye, Thou hast seen me. Thou hast accepted my pronlise as a fulfilment; Thou hast paid me in advance. Thou hast imputed to me my to-morrow and ignored my yesterday. Thou hast given me a summer for the song of a first swallow. Thou hast sent me a full-blown flower in exchange for a primrose. Thou hast prepared for me a place at the feast above my station. Thou hast furnished my house beyond my means. Thou hast sent me gifts for which I have no room in my present dwelling. My table is in the wilderness; my bow is in the cloud; my ark is in the flood; my song is in the night; my road is on the sea; my peace is in the storm; my Christ is in the manger; my crown is on the Cross. I have been chosen by Thee in the presence of Thine enemies.