“And they which went before rebuked him, that he should hold his peace: but he cried so much the more, Thou Son of David, have mercy on me.” Luke 18:39.
The moment a soul begins seeking God, fierce opposition arises. No move towards truth is uncontested, not an inch of ground undefended. The smallest step towards God echoes loudly through the halls of Beelzebub’s kingdom, driving him to frenzied action. Immediately all his demons are alerted and summoned to battle–a soul hangs in the balance!
In a moment, innumerable barriers and roadblocks are cast up. Look! There come his friends. Hark! Now the phone rings. How the insults fly! How fierce the threats! His past allegiance to sinful ways is held before his eyes. Some call him “mean” and “heartless” for breaking longstanding worldly friendships. He is charged with fanaticism; his closest friends call him insane. Muddied by taunts and insults, scarred by the wounds of false friends, he presses on. The jeers and sneers of scoffers and the mocker’s scornful laugh fall on deaf ears, for he, with Bunyan’s Christian, has firmly plugged his ears crying, “Life! Life! Eternal life!”
With Jacob of old he has but one reply: “I will not let thee go except thou bless me!” He is desperate and therefore has little regard for properness or professionalism. He has said that one essential word: “Whatever.” See him fall on the stone and be broken to pieces! See him recklessly lose his life in the hope of finding it again!
See him now in the moment before he breaks through to the crisis experience of salvation. Every offence has now been overcome, every stumbling stone conquered,
every hard saying borne. He has rejected the worldly-wise reasoning of his “enlightened” friends, and has refused to heed the threats of relatives. He has waded through floods of criticism, weathered storms of
rage, and ridden out surges of shame and reproach. With Naaman, he has pushed human wisdom aside and dipped in the muddy Jordan seven times. To see Jesus, he has scorned his own dignity by climbing the sycamore tree as Zacchaeus did. He, along with the Canaanite woman, has been ignored and has suffered the humiliation of being called a dog, enduring the apparent insulting of his intelligence. In the face of the enemy who shouts, “It is too much–give up!” he has clenched his fists, bit his lips, and stood his ground. Endless obstacles–all of them at first seemingly impassable–have been surmounted.
It is under these circumstances that he at last breaks through to the glorious sunlight of Salvation, and attains his long-sought-after peace with God. Look at him, a veteran of the battle for Eternal Life. He has come through the soul’s final fury–and prevailed!