Chapter 3
SOME DISAPPOINTMENTS AT THE JUDGMENT
“Not every one that saith unto me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ shall enter into the
kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven.
Many will say to me in that day, ‘Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy
name? And in thy name have cast out devils? And in thy name done many
wonderful works?’ And then will I profess unto them, ‘I never knew you:
depart from me, ye that work iniquity.’ Matt. 7:21-23.”
My subject for tonight is some disappointments at the judgment. While
there are many disappointments in this life, such as financial reverses,
unhappy marriages, betrayal of friendship, loss of health, and a number of
other things we could mention, most of these can be remedied here. Not so at
the judgment – the disappointments there are final and eternal.
There are several classes I wish to mention at this hour who will be
awfully disappointed in that day. The very face of our text brings out this
thought. Notice it did not say that the gamblers, murderers and drunkards in
that day will say, "Lord, Lord, did not we do so and so in thy name in yonder
world," but it was a class of people who had palmed themselves off as
Christian workers. But Jesus said, "I never knew you," that is, they had never
been saved.
The first class that we shall mention is the people who took reformation
for salvation. Their names are legion. Christianity does not consist of church
joining, water baptism, accepting certain articles of faith, good works, nor is it
all these together.
It is possible to have your soul's emotional nature stirred without ever
being regenerated. A lot of these so-called conversions in these big union
meetings are nothing more or less than an emotional stir. The sublime oratory
may lift your soul to raptures of delight, the perfect harmonies of the classic
hymn may charm your cultivated taste, but this is not religious feeling; it is
mere psychology. It is only kindling of the human mind which has nothing to
do with the Holy Ghost.
Someone may ask, ‘What is a Christian then?’ It is a person who has
been made partaker of the "Divine nature" begotten by the Holy Ghost.
Whenever this takes place the change is so great that he in whom and upon
whom it has been wrought is said to be a "New Creation." This wonderful
change from nature to grace, from darkness to light, from hatred to love, from
sorrow to gladness, does not only make the soul a partaker of the divine
nature, but it powerfully transforms the entire life and makes your outward
conduct correspond to your inner life. Let me give you a perfect description of
a regenerated soul:
"Therefore, if any man be in Christ Jesus, he is a new creature. Old
things are passed away, and all things are become new." 2 Cor. 5:17.
Old things are passed away; gossiping, smutty joking, theater-going,
card playing, ball playing, circus going, ungodly company are all gone. We are
new creatures now. We have a new heart, a new spirit. We now have new
desires, new appetites, new tempers, new dispositions and affections which
cause us to seek new associations, even the company and fellowship of God's
people. My, what a change. This is just the first work of grace, the work of
regeneration which it will take to stand in that day. Let me warn you, don't try
to substitute a few tears, church going, and patching up the old Adam for that
marvelous change known as the new birth.
Another class which will be disappointed in that day are the men and
women who are depending upon past experiences and victories to take them
through. They have allowed the fire and glory to leak out of their experience
while they still keep up a profession and are active in church work. Yet they
have a hard look on their faces. The unction has left their voices, the throb has
gone from the heart, the luster from the eyes and the brightness from their
countenances. This class can take up a lot of time talking about their Jerichos
and former victories, but the old-time power has gone from their lives.
Still another class which will be disappointed at the judgment is the
backslidden in heart. Notice, I did not say backslidden in life, but heart. You
can keep up an outward profession after the sweet spirit of love has leaked
out, and the Divine glory has departed. Listen to my text again: "Many will say
to me in that day (Judgment Day), ‘Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy
name? And in thy name cast out devils? And in thy name done many
wonderful works?’" Don't you see it is possible to keep up an outward
profession, sing, pray, preach, anoint the sick, run orphanages, write articles
on holiness, and not have the Spirit of Christ?
Let's notice some evidences of a backslidden heart so that we may
examine ourselves. A fault-finding, censorious spirit is a conclusive evidence of
a backslidden heart. This kind of a spirit takes delight impugning wrong
motives to their brethren. A touchy spirit is a sure evidence that Christ has left
the heart. When you see people always getting offended and their feelings
hurt, it is a sure evidence that the Spirit of Christ is gone. Listen to this: "Great
peace have they who love thy law, and nothing shall offend them." Whenever
you get what the prophet is talking about here you will not feel hurt or sore or
be looking for slights or wounds. They can sit down on you, push you forward
or backward, leave you off the official board – and you simply refuse to be
offended. Amen.
An ungoverned temper is another sign of a backslidden heart. When
perfect love fills the heart, the temper and disposition will be sweet. An
uncontrolled temper has done more to wreck homes, separate friends, split
churches, keep the divorce mills running, and damn humanity than all other
sins combined. Yes, I will go further. It has wrecked more lives and brought
more discord in the home than the open saloon ever had time to do. A bad
temper crucifies love, grieves the Holy Ghost and leaves the heart blank dark
and cold. Say, if you are having breaks in your Christian experience, you had
better rush to the altar or some secret place of prayer at once, and have the
cantankerousness taken out of you before it wrecks your life.
Elmer Gates of Washington, D. C., the great scientist of America, goes to
prove that whenever a person gets angry his breath is poison, and even the
perspiration which comes from the body while under the spirit of anger is so
deadly poison that if given to insects it produces immediate death. Do you
think a spirit like that could stand in that Day?
Poor, miserable backslider in heart! You are like Samson with his eyes
out, grinding in the mill of the gods. He may shake himself but he fails to make
others shake. If you have ever seen brighter, better days spiritually it ought to
alarm you and send you to your knees.
Still another class that is going to be greatly disappointed at the
Judgment is the secret backbiters. God pity that class. Do you know that there
is a class of people today who dare to profess the name "Christian" and mingle
with religious people who think more of sowing discord among the brethren
than a farmer does of sowing down a field with grain? "Six things does the
Lord hate" says Solomon, and among them is one that stands out so glaring,
"Sowing discord among brethren." I have watched a farmer with a bucket
under his arm, walk back and forth, swinging his arm to and fro until every
foot of the newly plowed field is covered with seed. So the talebearer and
backbiter from the full measure of scandal which he has carefully gathered
sows down whole communities, churches and conferences. When his seed
springs up, what a harvest of ruined reputations, blighted characters and good
names covered with scandal! Who can begin to estimate the blight of one
talebearer?
God alone knows the blasted hopes, broken and sad hearts. Ministers
have been driven from the pulpit and into disgrace. Wives and husbands have
been driven to the divorce courts until health, happiness and contentment
have taken wings and flown away. All because of the scandalmongers. The
very nature of this sin is to harden the heart, sear the conscience until all one
has left is the empty shell of a false profession.
Backbiting and tale bearing are like a burning acid which eats a garment
full of holes. One hour of unbrotherly criticism will eat all the Christlike spirit
out of the soul, and leave one with a high and dry profession. It strikes through
one's spirit like the touch of gall.
I would certainly hate to meet some people's record at the Judgment
where they have separated friends and sowed the seed of discord which may
take years to uproot and live down. Listen to this, "If any man among you
seem to be religious, and bridleth not his tongue, but deceiveth his own heart,
this man's religion is vain." Notice, James did not say he was religious, but he
"seemeth to be religious." He gives us to understand that the poor fellow is
deceived, and has a vain religion.
Won't the Judgment be an awful scene when Christ uncovers all the
false professions? If I were guilty of the sin of backbiting, I would repent, ask
forgiveness of those I had injured, and go into a covenant never to be guilty
again.
Another class which will be disappointed in that day is that class who
think that they have succeeded in covering their secret sins. Brother, I tell you
it is alarming if you only knew the things that are being practiced in secret
places. Not only among the ungodly, but in the religious world it is surprising
to know the scheming, the wire-pulling, the underhanded things that are being
done; the pressure brought to bear in order to down some successful man of
God whom heaven honors and the Holy Ghost uses. We could not do these
things without first having had a break with God. The Judgment is going to
bring out some surprises, as well as disappointments.
God knows this very moment where every car is parked, the number
and name of every occupant. That trip you took and thought you fooled your
wife. God knows. Your wife will meet you at the Judgment, old fellow, and
that other woman too. Your life is going to be thrown on the canvas of the
skies for the whole universe to see.
One more class I wish to speak of before closing. It is that class who put
off salvation until cornered by death, then because of fear and not godly
sorrow they cry for mercy. With a brain clouded they mutter a few words of
prayer and tell their loved ones they are ready to go. While I know it is
possible for God to save people in the very last moments, I tell you, brother, a
man that can successfully thwart God's plan for his life, resist the Holy Spirit,
insult Christ, and now take the ashes of a wasted, misspent life and fling them
in the face of a good God and expect Him to save him is more than I can
understand. Someone kept track of two thousand persons who professed to
get saved in what they thought was their deathbed, but who got well and lived
for years, and out of two thousand professions only two held out and made
good, which goes to show that one thousand, nine hundred and eighty-eight
were deceived, and if they had died at that time they would have gone to a
devil's hell.
Some religious professors get their eyes open before death, and really
get saved, but, oh, the multitudes that are going to be disappointed in that
Day.
This one startling incident, and I close: A short time ago a young woman
who belonged to a fashionable, worldly church but who made a high
profession of religion, wielded a great influence over the young people in that
church. As she was a leader in almost everything in the church, she became
acquainted with a very godly, pious young woman who belonged to one of
the holiness churches in the city. Whenever they were thrown together this
godly, plain, pilgrim girl would reprove this worldly church member and say to
her, "I don't see how you can do the things you do and make such a
profession." The worldly young woman would resent it by saying, "Our church
isn't narrow and does not believe like your church does in regards to the
movies and worldly amusements."
Time went on, and all of a sudden this worldly-minded girl was smitten
with an incurable disease, and when she was told that she would not live long
she would laugh and say, "Won't it be fine to go to heaven soon?," and all
during those days she lingered she would talk about going to heaven. Finally
the last day came. Her friends and church folks gathered to say farewell. She
said to each one, "Meet me in heaven." Just before she died she had a sinking
spell, and the people looked to see a heavenly smile play over her face, but
instead of that, all of a sudden she roused up and with an awful expression of
fear on her countenance she gave a piercing scream saying, "Great God, I am
lost, I am lost." Her worldly pastor came running from the hall where he heard
her cries to comfort her and when she saw him she cried and said, "Away with
you, thou deceiver of men," and fell back on her pillow dead. Yes, and lost.
Oh, God, wake us up here tonight!
The Judgment is going to be an awful scene. When the Judge upon the
throne announces the awful sentence, "Depart, I never knew you," these
words will sparkle on the table of God's eternity forever, and echo through the
ears of a damned soul while eternal ages roll on. If I had the least shadow of
doubt about my experience I would rush to this altar, regardless of past
profession.
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