Sir Godfrey Gregg D.Div
“Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ’s sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.” (2 Corinthians 12:10).
The literal translation of this verse gives a startling emphasis to it and makes it speak for itself with a force that we have probably never realized. Here It is: “Therefore I take pleasure in being without strength, in insults, in being pinched, in being chased about, in being cooped up in a corner for Christ’s sake; for when I am without strength, then am I dynamite.”
Here is the secret of Divine all-sufficiency, to come to the end of everything in ourselves and in our circumstances. When we reach this place, we will stop asking for sympathy because of our hard situation or bad treatment, for we will recognize these things as the very conditions of our blessing, and we will turn from them to God and find in them a claim upon Him.
I read about a well-known blind preacher of Scotland, who went to be with the Lord, and I want to quote him: “My God, I have never thanked Thee for my thorn. I have thanked Thee a thousand times for my roses, but not once for my thorn. I have been looking forward to a world where I shall get compensation for my cross, but I have never thought of my cross as itself a present glory.
“Teach me the glory of my cross; teach me the value of my thorn. Show me that I have climbed to Thee by the path of pain. Show me that my tears have made my rainbows.”
Yes, he was blind and God was using him in his lie to voice forth the word of God to his generation and those were his final words. Hallelujah. This reminds me of this Baptist preacher in Bequia, St. Vincent and the Grenadines who was blind. His name to everyone in the village was “Brother Joe”, and he knew the Bikle from cover to cover and was able to read it and correct you if you made a mistake while reading. He has since passed on to be with the Lord, but I still have memories of him preaching by the corner and hedges. I used to get very close to him when he was preaching. I was not a Christian at that time but was interested in the word of God from a blind man. May God bless his soul for one day I will meet with him to walk on streets of gold. Hallelujah
“Alas for him who never sees
The stars shine through the cypress trees.”