November 23

"For it pleased the Father that in Him should all fulness dwell." —Colossians 1:19.

ALL the pleroma dwells in Christ.

Let me think of His Person. The majesty, the strength, the purity of the Godhead are His. And, in unbreakable union with them, the sympathy, the compassion, the pitifulness of the truest manhood and womanhood. He is my Sovereign and my Brother.

Let me think of His Redemption. There is no inferiority about it, there is no defect. The obedience He rendered, the sacrifice He offered, the righteousness He prepared, the grace He bestows—they are without spot and without limitation. I unite myself with Him, and a flawless perfection is mine.

Let me think of His Promises. My temporal perplexities, my spiritual poverty, the crook in my own lot, the cross which comes to me from others dear to me as my life, my present difficulties, my future misgivings—there is some great word of His to meet every one of them.

Let me think of His Kinghood. His rule penetrates to the deepest part of my being. It extends over every event in history. Heaven and earth and hell are the subjects of His throne. He makes all things—all things, my soul, and see that thou weaken not the glorious universal—work together for my good.

What an enriching fulness is this! "We only possess one book," Jacob Bohme writes, "that leadeth to God. Its letters are the flames of love which He has revealed to us in the blessed name of Jesus. Only ponder these same letters in your heart and spirit, and you have books enough—you possess all God is and can be."