Only A Prayer Meeting by C. H. Spurgeon
“He should have fed them also with the finest of the wheat: and with honey out of the rock should I have satisfied thee.”- Psalm 81:16.
If you have not read what Thomas Wilcocks wrote, on A Choice Drop of Honey from the Rock Christ, I recommend you to get it, and read it prayerfully, and it will do you good. Let me give you a taste, to set you longing for more. Our old author well says: – “A Christian never lacks comfort but by breaking the order and method of the Gospel, looking on his own attainments, and looking off Christ’s perfect righteousness, which is, to choose rather to live by candle-light than by the light of the sun. The honey that you suck from your own righteousness will turn into perfect gall; and the light that you take from that to walk in, will turn into black night upon the soul. Satan is tempting thee to plod about thy own grace, to get comfort from that; then the Father comes, and points thee to Christ’s grace, as rich, glorious, infinitely pleasing to Him, and biddeth thee study Christ’s righteousness; and His biddings are enablings; that is a blessed motion, a sweet whispering, checking thy unbelief. Follow the least hint closely with much prayer; prize it as an invaluable jewel, it is an earnest of more to come.”
So, dear friend, keep thine eye steadily fixed upon the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be “fed with the finest of the wheat.” As thou lookest unto Jesus only, thou shalt be “satisfied with honey out of the rock.” The sweetness of true religion is found in the Rock Christ Jesus; not in thy mere performance of certain duties, or in thine own poor promises of amendment. The sweetness is in the Rock, the Rock of ages cleft for thee. Some of the “honey out of the Rock” is a sweet sense of our security in Christ. The believer can confidently exclaim, “Let what will happen to me, I know that I am secure in Jesus. He is my Rock. Let me bury my only friend, let me see the last stick of my earthly possessions burned, yet I have a living, loving Saviour; I have an inheritance in reversion, a crown laid up in Heaven, a kingdom entailed, which cannot be taken away from me.”
“I have a heritage of joy That yet I must not see:
The hand that bled to make it mine, Is keeping it for me.
“And a ‘new song’ is in my mouth, To long-loved music set;
‘Glory to Thee for all the grace I have not tasted yet.’”
“I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that He is able to keep that which I have committed unto Him against that day.” “I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that He shall stand at the latter day upon the earth: and though after rny skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God: whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.” I shall one day be like Jesus, for I shall see Him as He is; and even now I know that I am a son of God. It is a sweet drop of “honey out of the Rock” to have a personal sense of our own individual security in Christ Jesus the Lord.
Another drop of “honey out of the Rock” is to know my perfection in Christ. The child of God, though vile and black in himself, can look to Jesus, and see himself arrayed in the spotless robe of his Saviour’s righteousness, and then he can exclaim, “In His righteousness I am perfect, I am complete in Him.” Truly does Kent sing,-
“In thy Surety thou art free,
His dear hands were pierced for thee;
With His spotless vesture on,
Holy as the Holy One.
“Saints dejected, cease to mourn,
Faith shall soon to vision turn;
Ye the Kingdom shall obtain
And with Christ exalted reign.”
Ah, beloved, we only need to get the taste of unbelief out of our mouths, to enable us to enjoy the sweetness of these precious truths!
Once again, the saint’s acceptance in Jesus is a sweet drop of “honey out of the Rock.” To know myself “accepted in the Beloved,” is one of the choicest things that I can learn this side of Heaven. Yet another drop of “honey out of the Rock” is, the fulness which the believer has from Jesus: “And of His fulness have all we received, and grace for grace.” You cannot know the luscious sweetness of this drop of “honey out of the Rock” until you have learned that, in yourself, you are a poor sinner and nothing at all, and have taken Jesus Christ as your All-in-all.
“Oh!” says one, “I do not have much honey out of the Rock; I wish I could taste of this sweetness.” You may do so, you shall do so, if you will only live near the Rock Christ Jesus. We must not expect the honey to come leaping out of the Rock ever so far, because we are living at a distance from the Rock. If you want “honey out of the Rock,” you must live close to the Rock. If you are satisfied with the mere outside of religion, you must be content without much honey. The sweetness of religion is in the marrow; and you cannot get at that if you dwell on the outside. If you do not get “honey out of the Rock,” it may be because you do not live high enough. You must have higher and more exalted thoughts concerning Jesus. Low thoughts of Christ Jesus yield us no honey; but high thoughts of Jesus bring the honey down to us. Love Jesus, admire Jesus, extol Jesus, and you will find Him to be a precious Saviour.
Child of God, if you want “honey out of the Rock,” view Jesus in the garden, “sweating as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground” (Luke xxii. 44). He is sweating drops of honey for you. View His thorn-crowned head, and you will see every thorn sparkling and opening a fissure to let out the honey for you. Think much of Jesus, live close to Him; then will you get “honey out of the Rock.” Do not have the devil’s christ; he is a dwarf. THE CHRISTIAN’S CHRIST plants His foot where man lives, but His head is in the land where angels dwell. The devil would make you imagine that Christ is a weak, powerless being; do not believe any of his lies. Think highly of Christ, think lofty thoughts of Jesus. I defy you to think too much of Him. You may soar upward with an eagle’s wing, but you will not reach those locks that are “bushy and black as a raven” (Solomon’s Song 5:11). You may expand your faith as far as you please, but you shall never know the full extent of His grace. With the spouse you may say, “My Beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand . . . . His mouth is most sweet; yea, He is altogether lovely.”
How did the honey get out of the Rock? The Rock of ages was cleft for me. Ah, beloved, neither you nor I would ever have had “honey out of the Rock” if Jesus had not died! The Rock of ages was riven for sinners! It was when Christ’s side was pierced that the honey flowed from His heart. The wounds of Jesus stream forth with precious sweets for His beloved ones. Again I say, live near to Jesus, and with “honey out of the Rock” He will satisfy you. “Thou shall taste the stream that flows From thine eternal Rock.”