“Scripture
saith of Elias… Lord…I am left alone… But
what saith the answer of God unto him… I have reserved to myself seven
thousand…”
Many years ago, a young business man and his
wife approached me at a camp meeting. I had just finished preaching, and as he
walked up, he put forth his hand to shake mine. The first words out of his
mouth were, “I thought I was the only one until I heard you. I felt like I was
going crazy at times.” As a result, he became one of my dearest friends, as
well as a faithful supporter.
Since
then, others have echoed his sentiment. One man suggested it would be nice if
this small remnant of rag-tags were all in one place. But this, of course,
would necessitate removing the lone candle from the dark place in which God
placed each of us. Elijah, like you and me, forgot there are others in this
war, although we may not always be able to see them in the dense jungle in
which we battle.
O
dear friend, never let the devil get you to think you’re the only one. Like you,
there are others who are in the same fight, with like temptations, and
sufferings in their flesh. They have kindred fears, problems, and anxieties.
This little band of misfits, like you, are misunderstood and misrepresented by
their contemporaries also. But remember, though they be far off and cannot
share your grief, there is One who was also put “outside the camp,” who can and will.
“Are you weary, are you heavy hearted?
Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus.”
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