As I was reading my devotional, “Morning and Evening,” by Charles Spurgeon on New Year’s Eve before bedtime, I couldn’t help thinking that these words, written 150 years ago, are still applicable to the unbelieving mind.
Please read and take heed in this New Year.
“The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.” – Jeremiah 8:20
Not saved! Dear reader, is this your mournful plight? Warned of the judgment to come, bidden to escape for your life, and yet at this moment not saved! You know the way of salvation, you read it in the Bible, you hear it from the pulpit, it is explained to you by friends, and yet you neglect it, and therefore you are not saved. You will be without excuse when the Lord shall judge the quick and dead. The Holy Spirit has given more or less of blessing upon the word which has been preached in your hearing, and times of refreshing have come from the divine presence, and yet you are without Christ. All these hopeful seasons have come and gone–your summer and your harvest have past–and yet you
are not saved. Years have followed one another into eternity, and your last year will soon be here: youth has gone, manhood is going, and yet you are not saved.
Let me ask you–will you ever be saved? Is there any likelihood of it?
Already the most favorable seasons have left you unsaved; will other occasions alter your condition? Every means have failed with you–the best of means, used perseveringly and with the utmost affection–what more can be done for you? Affliction and prosperity have alike failed to impress you; tears and prayers and sermons have been wasted on your barren heart. Are not the probabilities dead against your ever being saved? Is it not more than likely that you will abide as you are till death forever bars the door of hope?
Do you recoil from that idea? Yet it is a most reasonable one: He who is not washed in so many waters will in all probability go filthy to his end. The convenient time never has come, why should it ever come? It is logical to fear that it never will arrive, and that like Felix, you will find no convenient season till you are in hell. Think carefully about hell and of the dreadful probability that you will soon be cast into it!
Reader, suppose you should die unsaved, no words can picture your doom. Write out your dreadful predicament in tears and blood, talk of it with groans and gnashing of teeth: You will be punished with everlasting destruction from the glory of the Lord, and from the glory of his power. Allow my words to startle you into serious thought. O be wise, be wise in time, and before another year begins, believe in Jesus, who is able to save to the uttermost.
Consecrate these last hours to lonely thought, and if deep repentance be bred in you, it will be well; and if it leads to a humble faith in Jesus, it will be best of all. See to it that this year does not pass away, and you still unforgiven. Do not let the new year’s midnight bells sound upon a joyless spirit! Now, now, NOW believe, and live.
ESCAPE FOR THY LIFE;
LOOK NOT BEHIND THEE,
NEITHER STAY THOU
IN THE PLAIN;
ESCAPE TO THE MOUNTAIN,
LEST THOU BE CONSUMED.