Saturday, April 25, 2009

Has Culture Handicapped Our Enjoyment of God?

DISCLAIMER: If you don't have a good 30-45 minutes to dig into this post, then save it for a rainy day. This blog entry is not for those who are looking for a quick read. If you just want to get the gist of this post, don't bother reading...However, if you have time to carefully read this post, it is my prayer that the contents will awaken within you a deep relentless longing for intimacy with God. Not only so, but also to help you see outside yourself, just how steeped you are in our fast-paced, high-speed-information, constantly-distracted culture.

The following is an excerpt from Lain H. Murray's biography of Jonathan Edwards, a pastor from the 1700's. It is mostly quotation from Jonathan Edwards himself about his experience in coming to know God.

""The first instance that I remember of that sort of inward, sweet delight in God and divine things that I have lived much in since, was on reading those words in [1 Tim. 1.17] 'Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honour and glory for ever and ever, Amen.' As I read the words, there came into my soul, and was as it were diffused through it, a sense of the glory of the Divine Being; a new sense, quite different from any thing I ever experienced before. Never any words of scripture seemed to me as these words did. I thought with myself, how excellent a Being that was, and how happy I should be, if I might enjoy that God, and be rapt up in him in heaven, and be as it were swallowed up in him forever! I kept saying, and as it were singing over these words of scripture to myself; and went to pray to God that I might enjoy him, and prayed in a manner quite different from what I used to do; with a new sort of affection. But it never came into my thought, that there was any thing spiritual, or of saving nature in this.

From about that time, I began to have a new kind of apprehensions and ideas of Christ, and the work of redemption, and the glorious way of salvation by him. An inward, sweet sense of these things, at times, came into my heart; and my soul was led away in the pleasant views and contemplations of them. And my mind was greatly engaged to spend my time reading and meditating on Christ, on the beauty and excellency of his person, and the lovely way of salvation by free grace in him. I found no books so delightful to me as those that treated of these subjects. Those words Cant 2.1, used to be abundantly with me, 'I am the Rose of Sharon, and the Lily of the valleys'. The words seemed to me sweetly to represent the loveliness and beauty of Jesus Christ. The whole book of Canticles used to be pleasant to me, and I used to be much in reading it, about that time; and found, from time to time, an inward sweetness that would carry me away, in my contemplations...The sense I had of divine things would often of a sudden kindle up, as it were, a sweet burning in my heart; an ardor of soul, that I know not how to express."

Of his [Edwards'] joyful homecoming that summer he speaks as follows:

"Not long after I first began to experience these things, I gave an account to my father of some things that had passed in my mind. I was pretty much affected by the discourse we had together; and when the discourse was ended, I walked abroad alone, in a solitary place in my father's pasture, for contemplation. And as I was walking there, and looking up on the sky and clouds, there came into my mind so sweet a sense of the glorious majesty and grace of God, that I know not how to express - I seemed to see them both in a sweet conjuction; majesty and meekness joined together: it was a sweet, and gentle, and holy majesty; and also a majestic meekness; an awful sweetness; a high, and great, and holy gentleness."

We conclude this chapter with the remainder of Edwards' words about the beginning of his new life as a Christian:

"After this my sense of divine things gradually increased, and became more and more lively, and had more of that inward sweetness. The appearance of everything was altered; there seemed to be , as it were, a calm, sweet cast, or appearance of divine glory, in almost every thing. God's excellency, his wisdom, his purity and love, seemed to appear in every thing; in the sun, moon, and stars; in the clouds, and blue sky; in the grass, flowers, trees; in the water, and all nature; which used greatly to fix my mind. I often used to sit and view the moon for continuance; and in the day, spent much time in viewing the clouds and sky, to behold the sweet glory of God in these things; in the mean time, singing forth, with a low voice my contemplations of the Creator and Redeemer. And scarce any thing, among all the works of nature was so sweet to me as thunder and lightning; formerly, nothing had bee so terrible to me. Before, I used to be uncommonly terrified with thunder, and to be struck with terror when I saw a thunder storm rising; but now, on the contrary, it rejoiced me. I felt God, so to speak, at the first appearance of a thunder storm; and used to take the opportunity, at such times, to fix myself in order to view the clouds, and see the lightnings play, and hear the majestic and awful voice of God's thunder, which oftentimes was exceedingly entertaining, leading me to sweet contemplations of my great and glorious God. While thus engaged, it always seemed natural to me to sing, or chant for my meditations; or, to speak my thoughts in soliloquies with a singing voice.

I felt then great satisfaction, as to my good state; but that did not content me. I had vehement longings of soul after God and Christ, and after more holiness, wherewith my heart seemed to be full, and ready to break; which often brought to my mind the words of the Psalmist [Psa. 119.20] 'My soul breaketh for the longing it hath'. I often felt a mourning and lamenting in my heart, that I had not turned to God sooner, that I might have had more time to grow in grace. My mind was greatly fixed on divine things; almost perpetually in the contemplation of them. I spent most of my time in thinking of divine things, year after year; often walking alone in the woods, and solitary places, for meditation, soliloquy, and prayer, and converse with God; and it was always my manner, at such times to sing forth my contemplations. I was almost constantly in [spontaneous] prayer, wherever I was. Prayer seemed natural to me, as the breath by which the inward burnings of my heart had vent. The delights which i now felt in those things of religion, were of an exceeding different kind from those before mentioned, that I had when I was a boy; and what I then had no more notion of than one born blind has of pleasant and beautiful colors. They were of a more inward, pure, soul-animating and refreshing nature. Those former delights never reached the heart; and did not arise from any sight of the divine excellency of the things of God; or any taste of the soul-satisfying and life-giving good there is in them (I.xiii).""(35-37).

Such a testimony seems quite foreign to our everyday Christian experience. But it doesn't have to be, nor should it be. The kind of delightful and wonderful relationship that Jonathan Edwards felt with God is completely possible in our day and age as well. However, consider for a moment another article which explains one reason why we have so little capacity for contemplation, prayer, and emotional expression everyday:

Is Google Making Us Stupid?

"Therefore, prepare your minds for action; be self-controlled; set your hope fully on the grace to be given you when Jesus Christ is revealed...The end of all things is near. Therefore, be clear minded and self-controlled so that you can pray...Be self-controlled and alert. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour" (1 Pet. 1:13; 4:7; 5:8).

"Be transformed by the renewing of your mind" (Rom. 12:2).

"He who has ears, let him hear" (Matt. 13:9).

Murray, Lain H. Jonathan Edwards: A New Biography. Carlisle, PA: The Banner of Truth Trust, 1987.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Took the time Josh to read and contemplate this "sweet" blog.
"felt" I was in God's presence, thank you for sharing.