" When once His touch comes, nothing
at all can cast you
into fear again."
It may be that like the apostle John you know Jesus Christ intimately, when suddenly He appears with no familiar characteristic at all, and the only thing you can do is fall, at his feet as dead.
There are times when God cannot reveal Himself in any other way than in his majesty, and it is awfulness of the vision which brings you to delight of despair; if you are ever to be raised up, it must be by the hand of God.
" He laid His right hand upon me." In the mist of the awfulness, a touch comes, and you know it is the right hand of Jesus Christ. The right hand not of restraint nor of correction nor of chastisement, but the right hand of the " Everlasting Father. Whenever His hand is laid upon you, it is ineffable peace and comfort, the sense that " underneath are the everlasting arms," full of sustaining and comfort and strength. When once His touch comes, nothing at all can cast you into fear again. In the midst of all His ascended glory the Lord Jesus comes to speak to an insignificant disciple, and say- " "Fear not." His tenderness is ineffably sweet. Do you know Him like that?
Watch some of the things that strike despair. There is despair in which there is no delight, no horizon, no hope of anything brighter; but the delight of despair comes when I know that " in me that (is, in my flesh) dwells good things". I delight to know that when God manifests Himself, to me. If I am ever to be raised up, it must be by the hand of God.
"AND WHEN I SAW HIM, I FELL AT HIS FEET AS DEAD."
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