“This sickness is not unto death.” — John 11:4
From our Lord’s words we learn that there is a limit to sickness. Here is an
“unto” within which its ultimate end is restrained, and beyond which it
cannot go. Lazarus might pass through death, but death was not to be the
ultimatum of his sickness. In all sickness, the Lord saith to the waves of
pain, “Hitherto shall ye go, but no further.” His fixed purpose is not the
destruction, but the instruction of His people. Wisdom hangs up the
thermometer at the furnace mouth, and regulates the heat.
1. The limit is encouragingly comprehensive. The God of providence has limited the…
time, manner, intensity, repetition, and effects of all our
sicknesses; each throb is decreed, each sleepless hour predestinated, each
relapse ordained, each depression of spirit foreknown, and each sanctifying
result eternally purposed. Nothing great or small escapes the ordaining
hand of Him who numbers the hairs of our head.
2. This limit is wisely adjusted to our strength, to the end designed, and to
the grace apportioned. Affliction comes not at haphazard — the weight of
every stroke of the rod is accurately measured. He who made no mistakes
in balancing the clouds and meting out the heavens, commits no errors in
measuring out the ingredients which compose the medicine of souls. We
cannot suffer too much nor be relieved too late.
3. The limit is tenderly appointed. The knife of the heavenly Surgeon never
cuts deeper than is absolutely necessary. “He doth not afflict willingly,
nor grieve the children of men.” A mother’s heart cries, “Spare my child”;
but no mother is more compassionate than our gracious God. When we
consider how hard-mouthed we are, it is a wonder that we are not driven
with a sharper bit. The thought is full of consolation, that He who has
fixed the bounds of our habitation, has also fixed the bounds of our
tribulation.
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