>This morning I preached from Romans 7:14-25 on the struggle Christians have between the inner renewed man and the sinful nature that clings to us. This afternoon, I read from The Pilgrim’s Progress: From This World to That Which Is to Come to the boys. It was pure coincidence that I read the following (wish i had read it on Saturday – it would have found its way into the sermon for sure):
Then Prudence thought good to ask him a few questions, and desired his answer to them.
Prudence: Do you not think sometimes of the country from whence you came?
Christian: Yea, but with much shame and detestation. Truly, if I had been mindful of that country from whence I came out, I might have had opportunity to have returned; but now I desire a better country, that is, a heavenly one. Heb. 11:15,16.
Prudence: Do you not yet bear away with you some of the things that then you were conversant withal?
Christian: Yes, but greatly against my will; especially my inward and carnal cogitations, with which all my countrymen, as well as myself, were delighted. But now all those things are my grief; and might I but choose mine own things, I would choose never to think of those things more: but when I would be a doing that which is best, that which is worst is with me. Rom. 7:15, 21.
Prudence: Do you not find sometimes as if those things were vanquished, which at other times are your perplexity?
Christian: Yes, but that is but seldom; but they are to me golden hours in which such things happen to me.
Prudence: Can you remember by what means you find your annoyances at times as if they were vanquished?
Christian: Yes: when I think what I saw at the cross, that will do it; and when I look upon my broidered coat, that will do it; and when I look into the roll that I carry in my bosom, that will do it; and when my thoughts wax warm about whither I am going, that will do it.
Prudence: And what is it that makes you so desirous to go to Mount Zion?
Christian: Why, there I hope to see Him alive that did hang dead on the cross; and there I hope to be rid of all those things that to this day are in me an annoyance to me: there they say there is no death, Isa. 25:8; Rev. 21:4; and there I shall dwell with such company as I like best. For, to tell you the truth, I love Him because I was by Him eased of my burden; and I am weary of my inward sickness. I would fain be where I shall die no more, and with the company that shall continually cry, Holy, holy, holy.