JANUARY TWELVE (Wm. Hiram Foulkes)

 

John 1: 26. “There standeth one among you, whom ye know not;.”

 

It is told of an ancient king that he loved to walk, disguised, among his subjects, listening to their conversations, entering into their toil and pastimes. The King of kings also walked among men who knew him not, yet the concealment was not due to him. By every word and work he sought to make known his eternal power and Godhead.

 

God standing in the midst and we know him not! Is not this the tragedy of faith? Not of faith, but of unbelief! If our hearts were fully set upon him, our energies bent upon his will, we would oftener discover the Holy One in the midst of us. Even so, he will not always stand unrevealed. In the hour of trial, when the storm of grief threatens to engulf us, out of the darkness we shall hear His voice, “It is I; be not afraid.” How trustfully I ought to live this day! With what courage it behooves me to bear my appointed burden! How chaste and heavenly should be my walk and conversation, since the unseen Holy One is by my side! 

 

Prayer

O thou Christ of God! Let no sin of mine hide thy face from me! Grant me a sky of cloudless fellowship with thee this livelong Day!