While revelling in the beauties of the Country of Beulah, Christian and Hopeful were warned that they had two more difficulties to face before they would enter the Celestial City. What were these two difficulties? One writer has commented that they were “death without and unbelief within.”
Now I saw in my dream, that by this time the Pilgrims were got over the Enchanted Ground, and entering into the country of Beulah, whose air was very sweet and pleasant, the way lying directly through it, they solaced themselves there for a season.
Does God want us to live like mice on the Enchanted Ground? Is it God’s will for his people to sleep their way to the Celestial City?
Love the poem, delighted to pick it up. It was inspirational as a teenager when my father showed it to me and it continues to be. The true power of the poem is the heart of the author, martyred for Christ.
Bill McChesney, a missionary in the Congo, was martyred by the rebels in the Stanleyville area in 1964, when he was 28 years old. He had been beaten on a truck and his back was bleeding at the same time as suffering from malaria. Then he was beaten to death by an angry mob which was instigated by the revolutionary army.” Before he left to be a missionary he had written this poem entitled, MY CHOICE.
I want my breakfast served at “eight”, with ham and eggs upon the plate;
A well-broiled steak I’ll eat at “one”; and dine again when day is done.
I want an ultramodern home, and in each room a telephone;
Soft carpets, too, upon the floors, and pretty drapes to grace the doors.
A cosy place of lovely things, like easy chairs and innersprings,
And then I’ll get a small TV – of course…
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As this stage of the journey was descriptive of Bunyan’s ministry, he was indicating that those engaged in public service must be especially on their guard against the consequences of flattery and where it can lead.
This place therefore represents the goal of Christian maturity that we all must aspire to, as we make our journey through the wilderness of this world.
"My voice thou shalt hear in the morning O Lord" (Psalm 5:3) "How much is there in the morning to call forth the voice of thanksgiving! Let us think of the season we have just passed through. How many many houseless creatures this night have no place where to lay to their heads! How many... Continue Reading →
Leaving the path will always led us into despair and doubting. One simple step of disobedience can have catastrophic consequences