IN REMEMBRANCE OF ME

 

….The four Gospels put together record only the merest fraction of all that Jesus did and taught and with which they were familiar. How wonderful that he was able to visualize our Lord enacting some of those scenes with which the Gospels have made us so familiar, such as the cleansing of the lepers;  the restoring of sight to the blind; causing the lame to walk; casting out devils; cleansing the Temple; rebuking the winds and the waves; walking on the sea and even restoring the dead to life. How vivid and tragic must the closing scenes have been to them: the triumphal procession on Palm Sunday followed by the terrible cry of “Crucify Him;” the sad procession from the judg­ment hall to the place called “Calvary.”

 

      As they gathered together for the first memorial each would have special treasured memories of personal contacts with the Lord. Mary, the Lord’s mother, would be able to go furthest back. If every mother’s mind is richly stored with precious recol­lections of her first born, how transcendently more must Mary’s memories have been. Possessing the secret of His birth, with what wonder must she have watched her child’s personality unfold as He grew in wisdom and stature and in favor with God and man. She would recall the wrench when at the age of thirty He left the humble home to take up the work for which He had been born. The parting, however, had been softened by the thought that He had gone to lead the nation as their Messiah back to God and to fulfill the angel’s words given before His birth. How sorely tried her faith had been by subsequent events. But now, she under­stood the reason for it all and all the wealth of her affection had been transformed into a passion of love as she saw Him wounded for her transgres­sions,  bruised  for her iniquity and the  chastisement of her peace upon Him. It was surely with trembling hands, eyes and heart that overflowed that she partook of those sacred emblems of that broken body and shed blood that had meant all the world to her.

 

     Those among the disciples who could look farthest back were John and Andrew. At the first memorial, they would be recalling that first meeting with the Lord on the banks of the Jordan. It had been a meeting never to be forgotten, a won­derful evening they had spent together. First impressions are lasting and probably all would recall the circumstances in which they had first met the Lord. There was Nathaniel; he would be think­ing of how he had been making it a matter of prayer under the fig tree when the Lord gave him that heart-searching glance,  spoke those thought-penetrating  words  and  that splendid commenda­tion which he should never forget as long as he lived. Nicodemus too would be there. How he would recall the events of that memorable night when the Lord had spoken to him those wonderful words of life. Little had he realized at the time the meaning of the saying addressed to him. As Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of Man be lifted up. As he thought of his Lord on the cross he could now see some­thing of its meaning.

       

      Martha and Mary would also be there with their precious store of personal recollections. How much the Lord had loved them and how frequently had He made their house His home! The sisters could still hear the ringing tones of that voice that woke the dead. And what can we say about Peter and James and John, the three so often singled out by the Lord for occasions of special intercourse with Him. How much they would recall of personal contacts. As they partook of the emblems, surely their minds would go back to that wondrous vision on the mount of transfiguration when Moses and Elijah had spoken of the death that He should accomplish at Jerusalem. Instances could be multiplied of how the disciples would in the most natural and spontaneous way remember Him. To them it would not be so much the Plan of God as the person of Christ that would be uppermost in their minds; not so much the doctrines of the Truth as the personal love of their Lord.

 

      As we partake of another memorial we cannot but recognize a difference between our­selves and these brethren of whom we have been speaking. Unlike them, we have no personal recol­lection of the Lord as He was in the flesh. Our knowledge of the man Christ Jesus is second hand; books forming the principal source of our know­ledge. God caused the New Testament to be written specially for that larger body of His brethren whom our Lord referred to as,  those also who shall believe on Me through their word.” By its help we can remember Him in those incidents por­trayed so simply and beautifully in the Gospels, using our sanctified imagination to make the scenes live. As compensation for our lack of first hand knowledge of the human life of our Lord, we have a much more complete knowledge than those first disciples of His resurrection life. The epistles written over a long period give evidence of how gradual was the growth into the fuller knowledge of the person and work of Christ. Even Peter refers to Paul’s writings as containing some things hard to be understood. The disciples at the first memorial could look back only over the three and a half years of our Lord’s earthly ministry; we can look back over nineteen centuries and see the Lord in the midst of the seven golden candlesticks watching over His people with patient tender care.

 

      If our knowledge of our Lord in the flesh is of necessity second- hand, not so our knowledge of the Risen Christ. There is no child of God but has abun­dant occasion for remembering the Lord in respect of his own personal contacts. While it is true that…

 

                        “The sands have been washed in the foot-prints

                             of the stranger on Galilee’s shore,

                        And the voice that sub­dued the rough billows

                             is heard in Judea no more,”

 

It is also true that…

 

                        “Warm,  sweet, living yet, a present help is He,

                         And faith has still her Olivet, and love her Galilee.”

 

 We must all have had personal contacts with the Lord or we have no right to a place at the memorial feast. We have been cleansed from sin; our blind eyes have been opened and our deaf ears unstopped. He has opened our lips that our mouth should show forth His praise. He has given us power to stand erect and walk in His ways. He has quickened us and made us sit together in heavenly places in Christ. These and countless other bles­sings are common to all God’s people, yet each has had experiences in connection with them pecul­iarly his own. The members of the New Creation are not mass-produced. The Lord has an individual plan for every individual life. The memorial is an occasion for remembering Him with deepest gratitude for all the peculiarly personal expres­sions of His love.

     

      Let us go forward with this solemn thought in mind, not only looking back to the cup which our Lord drank to the dregs at Calvary and in which we are privileged to share, but also forward to the ineffable joy which awaits us of being permitted to drink the wine new with Him in the Kingdom of God.      

                                               

                                                                        Bible Study Monthly

 

Tis Finished!” So the Savior cried, and meekly bowed His head and died.

Tis Finished! Yes!  The work is done, the battle fought, the vict’ry won.

Tis Finished! This that heaven foretold by prophets in the days of old;

   and truths are opened to our view, that holy prophets never knew.

 

Tis Finished!” Son of God, Thy power has triumphed in the awful hour,

Thy life for ours this ransom paid, and free from death we shall be made.

Tis finished! Let the joyful sound be heard through all the nations round;

Tis Finished! Let the triumph rise and swell the chorus of the skies!

                                

                                                                                     Hymns of Dawn