By: A. Murray
“I wait for the Lord, my soul doth wait, and in His word do I hope. My
soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: more than
they that watch for the morning.” Ps. 130:5-6.
With what intense longing the morning light is often waited for. By the
mariners in a shipwrecked vessel; by a benighted traveller in a dangerous
country; by an army that finds itself surrounded by an enemy. The morning light
will show what hope of escape there may be. The morning may bring life and
liberty. And so the saints of God in darkness have longed for the light of His
countenance, more than watchmen for the morning. They have said, “More than
watchmen for the morning, my soul waiteth for the Lord.” Can we say that too?
Our waiting on God can have no higher object than simply having His light shine
on us, and in us, and through us, all the day.
God is Light. God is a Sun. Paul says: “God hath shined in our hearts
to give the light,” What light? “The light of the glory of God, in the face of
Jesus Christ.” Just as the sun shines its beautiful, life-giving light on and
into our earth, so God shines into our hearts the light of His glory, of His
love, in Christ His Son. Our heart is meant to have that light filling and
gladdening it all the day. It can have it, because God is our sun, an it is
written, “Thy sun shall no more go down for ever.” God’s love shines on us
without ceasing.
But can we indeed enjoy it all the day? We can. And how can we? Let nature
give us the answer. Those beautiful trees and flowers, with all this green
grass, what do they do to keep the sun shining on them? They do nothing; they
simply bask in the sunshine, when it comes. The sun is millions of miles away,
but over all that distance it comes, its own light and joy; and the tiniest
flower that lifts its little head up-wards is met by the same exuberance of
light and blessing as flood the widest landscape. We have not to care for the
light we need for our day’s work; the sun cares, and provides and shines the
light around us all the day. We simply count upon it, and receive it, and enjoy
it.
The only difference between nature and grace is this, that what the
trees and the flowers do unconsciously, as they drink in the blessing of the
light, is to be with us a voluntary and a loving acceptance. Faith, simple
faith in God’s word and love, is to be the opening of the eyes, the opening of
the heart, to receive and enjoy the unspeakable glory of His grace. And just as
the trees, day by day, and month by month, stand and grow into beauty and
fruitfulness, just welcoming whatever sunshine the sun may give, so it is the
very highest exercise of our Christian life just to abide in the light of God,
and let it, and let Him, fill us with the life and the brightness it brings.
And if you ask, But can it really be, that just as naturally and
heartily as I recognise and rejoice in the beauty of a bright sunny morning, I
can rejoice in God’s light all the day? It can, indeed. From my breakfast-table
I look out on a beautiful valley, with trees and vineyards and mountains. In
our spring and autumn months the light in the morning is exquisite, and almost
involuntarily we say, How beautiful! And the question comes, Is it only the
light of the sun that is to bring such continual beauty and joy? And is there
no provision for the light of God being just as much an unceasing source of joy
and gladness? There is, indeed, if the soul will but be still and wait on Him,
ONLY LET GOD SHINE.
Dear soul! learn to wait on the Lord, more than watchers for the
morning. All within you may be very dark; is that not the very best reason for
waiting for the light of God? The first beginnings of light may be just enough
to discover the darkness, and painfully to humble you on account of sin. Can
you not trust the light to expel the darkness? Do believe it will. Just bow,
even now, in stillness before God, and wait on Him to shine into you. Say, in
humble faith, God is light, infinitely brighter and more beautiful than that of
the sun.
God is light: the Father. The eternal, inaccessible, and
incomprehensible light: the Son. The light concentrated, and embodied, and
manifested: the Spirit, the light entering and dwelling and shining in our
hearts. God is light, and is here shining on my heart.
I have been so occupied with the rushlights of my thoughts and efforts.
I have never opened the shutters to let His light in. Unbelief has kept it out.
I bow in faith: God, light, is shining into my heart; the God of whom Paul
wrote, ”God hath shined into our heart”, is my God. What would I think of a sun
that could not shine? what shall I think of a God that does not shine? No, God
shines! God is light! I will take time, and just be still, and rest in the
light of God. My eyes are feeble, and the windows are not clean, but I will
wait on the Lord.
The light does shine, the light will shine in me, and make me full of
light. And I shall learn to walk all the day in the light and joy of God.
My soul waiteth on the Lord, more than watcher for the morning.
“My soul, wait thou only upon God”