More Trials, More Love, Just One Step to Glory

 Of the books I've read so far in 2022, my two favorites are classic Christian books perfect for short attention spans. If you, like me, value the wisdom of saints who have already preceded us into glory, but due to the speed of life or the weight of affliction don't have time and focus for, say, Jonathan Edwards's Religious Affections or even Henry Scougal's small book The Life of God in the Soul of Man, you might find a good book-friend in Amy Carmichael's Candles in the Dark or The Loveliness of Christ by Samuel Rutherford.

The letters of Samuel Rutherford, though written four and a half centuries ago, still strengthen and encourage me. He suffered the usual bereavements and difficulties of life but also persecution and imprisonment for holding steadfastly to the gospel of grace. Unfortunately, the Puritan language takes concentration and mental energy that, frankly, I lack in the current season. A kind editor named Ellen S. Lister mined the letters for us and collected the brightest gems of highlights in a pretty, wee volume called The Loveliness of Christ. A reader can turn to any page and scan through one sentence or four, one short paragraph or a pair of them. They are not organized by theme or logic, so this is truly a book that can be read one sentence at a time over many weeks with no loss of comprehension.

For example, on page 19 one finds these two treasures:

God hath made many fair flowers, but the fairest of them all is heaven, and the flower of all flowers is Christ.

and again,

When we shall come home and enter to the possession of our Brother's fair kingdom, and when our heads shall find the weight of the eternal crown of glory, and when we shall look back to pains and sufferings; then shall we see life and sorrow to be less than one step or stride from a prison to glory; and that our little inch of time—suffering is not worthy of our first night's welcome home to heaven.

On every page, the reader can be certain of finding the love of Christ and hope in trials.

The entries in Candles in the Dark are a bit longer, a few paragraphs each, but still shorter than a classic devotional book like Streams in the Desert or My Utmost for His Highest. This book also is a compilation of letters, specifically personal notes Amy Carmichael wrote from her bed of pain, alone in her sickroom the last twenty years of her life. In that season, her pen became her platform, both her means of ministry and her doorway to communion with the able-bodied world.

As you can see from the photos, the number of sticky flags verges on the ridiculous. When that many pages are highlighted, the highlights don't signify much, do they? I didn't tidy them before the photo so you would see how much I love in this book. It's a reread, actually, from a small family-owned Christian bookstore in Dallas which hasn't existed for decades, but which I haunted in my early twenties. Much of my Amy Carmichael shelf comes from Lamplight. 

But I digress.

These letters are categorized by theme and need not be read in any particular order. Each entry stands on its own merit without depending on its neighbors for context. Here is one of my favorites, to which my thoughts have often returned of late.

As I think of you I think of words written y one who warred and suffered about six hundred years ago, Raymond Lull. 'Say, O Lover,' asked the Beloved [Christ Jesus], 'if I double thy trials, wilt thou still be patient?' 'Yea,' answered the Lover, 'so that Thou double also my love.' I am quite sure that the Beloved will double the love of his Lover, if at any time He doubles the trials.

I think also of those words in Hebrews that go to the depths of all suffering and 'speak to our condition' when no others seem to touch us: Hebrews 2.10, 'For it became Him...in bringing many sons unto glory to make the Captain of their salvation perfect through suffering.' I am writing on the day after you knew that this joy of joys had been given to you—the joy, I mean, of bringing a dear child into the way of glory.

I give you Hebrews 10.35, 36 for the worst days that will ever come. 'Cast not away therefore your confidence, which hath great recompense of reward. For ye have need of patience, that, having done the will of God, ye may receive the promise.' I commit you to Him who bequeathed His peace to us just before He faced His cross. I commit you to Him who is your best beloved. He will never leave thee or forsake thee; the work of righteousness (which is obedience) shall be peace, and the effect of righteousness quietness and assurance for ever (102).

This small paperback overflows with concentrated encouragement, comfort, hope, love, and joy. As typical of Amy Carmichael, there are challenges to take up the cross and follow our Savior too, but for the most part this is a book to uphold the hurting soul.

If you have read these, I'd love to hear your thoughts or favorite selection. If you have not, Candles and Loveliness are very accessible entries to a pair of wise saints refined by suffering. May the Lord bless these excerpts and the books to your walk with Christ.

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The Life of God in the Soul of Man {Book Review}

"The worth and excellency of a soul is to be measured by the object of its love"
(Henry Scougal, The Life of God in the Soul of Man).

To them God chose to make known how great among the Gentiles are the riches of the glory of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory" ( Colossians 1:27, ESV).

In a Nutshell

The Life of God in the Soul of Man, by Henry Scougal, is quite possibly the best little book you've never heard of about the Christian life. At least, I had never heard of it until Nancy DeMoss Wolgemuth shared the quote in the graphic above. That quote and the title (a sermon in itself) intrigued me enough that I leapt at the chance to review Crossway's new edition. Scougal originally wrote this volume as a letter to a friend; as a pastor and professor, he felt a written introduction to Christian living was the best way he could love his friend.

Henry Who?

Henry Scougal (1650-1678) died at age 28 of tuberculosis, but his life and writings bore fruit for the kingdom of God beyond the number of his years. Knowledgeable in Latin, Hebrew, Greek, and a few related languages of the Ancient Near East, the Scottish Puritan first pastored a church briefly and then accepted a position as professor at King's College, Aberdeen. Given the brevity of his life, he did not leave many publications, and this is the best known of his works. The famous evangelist of the first Great Awakening, George Whitefield, claimed he never understood true religion until reading this book. According to the foreword of this Crossway edition, J. I. Packer attributed the theological foundation of the English side of that glorious revival to Scougal's little book.

For literary context, his dates overlap with fellow Scot Samuel Rutherford, John Bunyan, and John Milton. For historical context, the Authorized Version of the English Bible was published in 1611; we know it by the Scottish king of England who authorized it, King James I. Scougal was born near the end of the Commonwealth period, when Oliver Cromwell and the Puritans governed Britain. Early in his life, the monarchy was restored. The "Great Fire of London" occurred in 1661.

What's It About?

Scougal expresses concern about several misapprehensions of the Christian life: some think it is primarily about behavior, doing right things; some think it is primarily about doctrine, knowing right things; some think it is about emotion, ecstatic feelings of communion with God. Although he gives each of these components their place in due course, he contrasts and summarizes what he calls "true religion" this way:

True religion is quite another thing. Those who are acquainted with it will entertain far different thoughts about it and avoid all false imitations of it. They know by experience that true religion is a union of the soul with God. It is a participation in the divine nature. It is the very image of God drawn upon the soul. In the apostle’s words, it is Christ formed within us. In short, I do not know how the nature of religion can be more fully expressed than by calling it a divine life (Kindle location 137-154).

 

Again a little farther on, he writes, "Religion is a reflection of the divine perfections, the image of the Almighty shining in the soul of man. It is a real participation of his nature. It is a beam of the eternal light, a drop of that infinite ocean of goodness. And those who are endowed with it can be said to have God dwelling in their souls and Christ formed within them" (188).

This life, as he describes it (and I believe his thoughts conform to the Scriptures), is a life of mutual love between God and the Christian and between the Christian and his brother or neighbor; of holiness, since the holy Christ formed in us through the Holy Spirit makes us like the holy God; of humility, as we see our lives in the light of God's perfect holiness; of prayer.

Why Read It?

This wee book concentrates so much treasure into so few pages as to leave me gobsmacked. It would take me volumes to unpack as much truth. It inspires me, challenges me, humbles me, woos me to love God more, and overwhelms me with His love for me. It holds many ideas in common with Jonathan Edwards's much longer work The Religious Affections, but here they are expressed more concisely and poetically. Also, Scougal's book is in its very nature a counterargument to those who misconstrue Puritans as dour, joyless fearmongers. Would such a one as that write this almost mystical passage?

Perfect love is a kind of self-dereliction, an emptying out of ourselves. It is a kind of voluntary death wherein the lover dies to themselves and all their own interests, neither thinking nor caring about themselves any more, and being mindful of nothing other than how they may please and gratify the person whom they love. Thus they are quite undone unless they meet with reciprocal affection.… The God-directed lover has an unspeakable advantage, having placed his affection on him whose nature is love. For if God’s goodness is as infinite as his being, and his mercy saved us when we were his enemies, how can God not but choose to embrace us when we have become his friends! It is utterly impossible that he should deny his love to a soul who is wholly devoted to him and desires to serve and please him. He cannot disdain his own image nor the heart in which it is engraved. Love is the only tribute that we can pay him. It is the sacrifice that he cannot despise.… how happy are those who have placed their love on him who can never be absent from them! They only need to open their eyes and they may behold the traces of his presence and glory everywhere. To be able to converse in an instant with him whom their souls love transforms the darkest prison or wildest desert, making them not only bearable but almost delightful (450-466).

The paragraph Nancy Wolgemuth quoted is no less lovely:

Let us consider the love and affection by which holy souls are united with God so that we may see the excellence and happiness that result from it. Love is the powerful and prevailing passion by which all of a person’s inclinations should be determined and on which perfection and happiness depend. The worth and excellency of a soul is to be measured by the object of its love (398).

While my edition came from Crossway and included a helpful foreword, a bit of subtle updating of language, and a Scripture index, free versions are available, given that the original is in the public domain. In my opinion, reading Scougal's small book amply repays the investment of time required, and should you disagree, you won't have lost much. 

Potential Pitfalls

Scougal lived and wrote in the seventeenth century. The King James Version (as we call it) was the trendy new Bible translation of his day. Bunyan and Milton were his contemporaries. As such, his thesis is densely and compactly reasoned. His sentences and thoughts are longer than the norm today. This is not really a skimmable book, unless perhaps you're an English professor fluent in Restoration literature. If you read it, and I hope you do, anticipate a slower than average reading speed and plan to go back and reread a section from time to time so you can fully appreciate the flow of his argument. Crossway's headings and subheadings help quite a bit with this.

As the foreword of this edition makes clear, Scougal does not lay out the basics of the Christian gospel in this letter. His friend has already come to faith in Christ and believed Jesus the God-Man lived a perfect life, died the death on the cross which we sinners deserve, rose again bodily on the third day, and now reigns at the right hand of the Father until the appointed time for His return. With the original recipient of this letter having already trusted Christ for salvation, Scougal focuses his encouragement on how to live as a Christian, what theologians call the doctrine of sanctification. That does not in any way indicate a different gospel or alternative way of salvation.

The Bottom Line

The Life of God in the Soul of Man is a beautiful little book on living the Christian life. Henry Scougal was an old soul indeed to have written such a gem of a treatise in his twenties. It is truly too glorious and beautiful and true to take in fully at one reading. This is a book worth returning to again and again and taking into one's heart. I hope you read it too. If you do, and if this review influenced that decision, please come back and let me know how you got on.

N.B.: Crossway Publishing provided me with a complimentary digital copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. All opinions are my own. Amazon link is an affiliate link.

Another free source of Scougal's book and additional biographical information: https://www.monergism.com/life-god-soul-man

On Yielding

A neighbor’s violet and cream bearded iris

 

Yielding is the definite, deliberate, voluntary transference of undivided possession, control, and use of the whole being--spirit, soul, and body--from self to Christ, to whom it rightfully belongs by creation and by purchase (Ruth Paxson, Life on the Highest Plane).

After 35 years of walking with the Lord, I have not yet outgrown the need of that reminder. Every loss of a treasure is an invitation to yield all of myself, all that I treasure, all over again. The letting go is not only taking my hands off, but transferring the beloved into His hands, those hands forever marked with the price of His love for me. In those hands, there is peace.

Blessed Easter, crumbles. Christ has died. Christ is risen. Christ will come again. Hallelujah!

Wings to fly into rest in You

"Lord Jesus, most loving spouse, 

who shall give me wings of perfect love,

    that I may fly up from worldly miseries and rest in you? 

Oh, when shall I ascend to you,

    and feel how sweet you are?

 When shall I gather myself to you so perfectly
    that I shall not, for your love, consider myself

       but only you, above myself and above all worldly things? 

"Come to me, I pray, in love. 

Often I mourn the miseries of this life

    and suffer them with sorrow.

"Troubles darken my thinking and hinder my thoughts,

    turning my mind from you,

    so I no longer desire you as I should,

    nor enjoy your sweet comforts,

    though they are always present for me. 

I beg you, Lord Jesus,

    may the sighs of my heart move you to hear me. 

"O Jesus, King of everlasting glory,

    the joy and comfort of all Christian people,

    who wander as pilgrims in the wilderness of this world, 

my heart cries to you in unspoken desires, 

and my silence speaks to you and says,

"'How long will you wait, my Lord God, to come to me?'

Come, O Lord, and visit me,

    for without you I have no true joy;

    without you my soul is heavy and sad. 

"I am in prison and bound with chains of sorrow,

    until you, O Lord, with your gracious presence,

    condescend to visit me,

       to bring me again liberty and joy,

          to show your gracious face to me. 

"Show the greatness of your goodness,

    and let your power be glorified in me;

    for I have no other hope or refuge

    except in you and you alone, my Lord and my God."

 Catherine Parr, final wife of Henry VIII (1512-1548)