Ah, friends, we must learn to meet God face to face. My sin has been
against God. David felt that when he said, "Against Thee, Thee only, have
I sinned." It is God on the judgment seat whose face you will have to meet
personally. It is God Himself, personally, who met you to pardon your sins.
Come to-day and put yourself into the hands of the living God. God is love.
God is near. God is waiting to give you His blessing. The heart of God is
yearning over you. "My child," God says, "you think you are longing for
rest; it is I that am longing for you, because I desire to rest in your
heart as My home, as My temple." You need your God. Yes, but your God needs
you, to find the full satisfaction of His Father heart in Christ in you.
Come to-day and say: "I do now give up myself to Christ. I have made the
choice. I deliberately say, 'Lord God, I am the purchaser of the pearl of
great price. I give up everything for it. In the name of Jesus I accept
that life of perfect rest.'"

And then comes my last thought. When you have said that, then add: "And
now, I trust God to make it all real to me in my experience. Whether I am
to live one year, or thirty years, I have heard it to-day again: 'God is
Jehovah, the great I AM of the everlasting future, the eternal One; and
thirty years hence is to Him just the same as now;' and that God gives
Himself to me, not according to my power to hold Him, but according to
His almighty power of love to hold me." Will you trust God to-day for the
future? Oh, will you look up to God in Christ Jesus once again? A thousand
times you have heard, and thought, and thanked--"God has given us His Son;"
but will you not to-day say, "How shall He not with Him give me all things,
every moment and every day of my life?" Say that in faith. "How shall God
not be willing to keep me in the light of His countenance, in the full
experience of Christ's saving power? Did God make the sun to shine so
brightly, and is the light so willing to pour itself into every nook and
corner where it can find entrance? And will not my God, who is love, be