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THE PATHFINDER
#271.15
Be Meek Lions And Lie Not Against The Truth
By
Elwin R. Roach
"Who is a wise man and endued with knowledge among you?...
with meekness...let him...lie not against the truth."
James 3:13-14.
In the early hours of the dawn of creation, a wayward particle
in man, earthiness, cast a dark shadow over all living things. That
harbinger of death came when the woman believed the lie of the
subtle serpent and gave heed to her carnal desire. But now, we see
another day. It is steadily breaking over the horizon as it spreads
its warm wings of life about us. This day is the remedy. It is a day
of light and liberty in Christ Jesus. It is a day that is full of
unbridled life, one that is undergirded by the power of meekness.
It exposes the lie, leaving it groundless, and establishes that which
is real; namely, the substance contained in the foundation of truth.
Its rays are piercing the darkness, and we once again shout for joy
as did the sons of God when they saw the foundation of the earth
being laid. Yet, the unwise of the world hope to put out its flame
by futilely lying against it. Nothing has changed in the adamic
agenda. It has been this way since the fall of man, and is the same
as when Jesus walked in the meekness of truth. And again, as
James asked:
"Who is a wise man and endued with knowledge among you?..
with meekness...let him...lie not against the truth." James 3:13-14.
What is it, do we suppose, that constitutes lying against the
truth? Some would say to lie against the truth can only be when
the person knows they are lying, and especially if it is with the
intention of deceiving people. Others might say that any variation
from what is the truth is a lie, whether one knows it is factual or
not, or regardless of the intent of the heart. And then, another
could argue that the letter of the word may be one hundred percent
accurate; but the spirit of the man or woman may be that of a liar,
so therefore, the inspiration of the word would be that of a lie, and
would be a lie. Such persuasions are the common battlegrounds of
theological haranguing, of which, we will not enter. Yet, we will
notice what it is to lie against the truth, or at least see what some
of its characteristics are, and hopefully, reap some worth from it.
The context of James 3:13 indicates that a lie of this sort is
something which comes from not only the lack of knowledge; but
it is an inferior product of man's wisdom. It is devilish. Hypocrisy
(acting) is a part of the lie. Lying against the truth produces bitter
envy, strife, and confusion. The sweet fruit of truth, on the other
hand, genders the exact opposite:
"Who is a wise man and
*endued with knowledge among you?
Let him show out of a good conversation his works with meekness
of wisdom. 14But if ye have bitter envying and strife in your
hearts, glory not, and lie not against the truth. 15This wisdom
descends not from above, but is earthly, sensual, devilish. 16For
where envying and strife is, there is confusion and every evil
work. 17But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then
peaceable, gentle, and easy to be entreated, full of mercy and good
fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy. 18And the fruit of
righteousness is sown in peace of them that make peace." James
3:13-18.
*endued with knowledge: Grk epistemon, from epistamai, to put the mind upon, that is, comprehend, or be acquainted with (Strong’s Exh. Conc.) Intelligent, experienced (Thayer’s Grk. Eng. Lexicon of the NT.)
Suppose we asked various people what it means to them for
someone to be meek, and I am sure we would get close to the same
answers: "A meek person is not eager to act or speak!" "A meek
person has no backbone!" "A meek person is timid!" "One who is
meek is easily swayed." "Meek is weak!"
For the most part, meekness is a word that is not commonly
understood, at least, not as it is used in the scriptures. To be meek
is not what most people want to be, especially men; for it is not
uncommon for people to see a meek person as the skinny guy on
the beach who is getting sand kicked in his face by the muscle-man who has all the beautiful girls flocking around him. I must
say, that is a weak image of meek.
Strong's Concordance says that meekness (Grk. praus) means,
mildness, humility, humble; but this definition falls short, at least,
I believe it does; for other recognized scholars expands the thought
a great deal more. Kittle and Friedrich's Theological Dictionary Of
The New Testament sheds additional light upon it, saying:
"Praus is never used of God...the point is that the gentle must
become warriors...praus is a quality of the royal hero...as
pleasing to God... it is an antidote to arrogance....A quiet and
expectant bearing of destiny that is grounded in God is a mark
of piety....It enables the believer to correct others without
arrogance. In Colossians 3:12 it is one of the gifts of election, and
in Ephesians 4:2 it is worthy of Christian calling."
The noted
linguistic scholar, William Barclay, in his word study
on meekness said: "In the Greek, praus (meekness) is connected
with anger... it is the quality of the man who is angry for the
right reasons, against the right people, in the right way, and
for the right length of time. The basic idea of the word is not so
much gentleness as strength under control. According to the
meaning of meekness, and according to the Greek language usage,
Matthew 5:5 could be translated (paraphrased) as: 'O the bliss of
the man who is always angry at the right time and never angry at
the wrong time, who has every instinct, and impulse, and passion
under control because he himself is God-controlled, who has the
humility to realize his own ignorance and his own weakness, for
such a man is a king among men!'
"Plato...uses meek of the sheep-dog who is gentle to the flock
but savage to the enemies of the flock. The word indicates a
gentleness at the back of which there is courage and strength. This
is further illustrated by the fact that the Bible regards this quality
of praus as the distinctive quality both of Moses (Numbers 12:3)
and Jesus (2 Corinthians 10:1)."
Barclay adds to his thought in his commentary on Matthew,
saying that "Meekness is the word the Greeks used to describe a
domesticated, trained animal, which has learned to obey the voice
of its master. Meekness is not weakness, spinelessness or even
subservience, but the quality of self-control which can also accept
the control of another."
The late Bible scholar, John Meggison, gave us a similar
definition: "The Greek word for meek was commonly used in our
Lord's day to describe wild animals, like horses, who have been
made to work with men. Nothing spiritless or empty is meant, but
rather the description of an energy which, instead of exploding
[jumping up on their hind legs and coming down on thunderous
hoofs in a cloud of dust], is now willing to be guided and directed.
Their strength is now harnessed and trained to work with men.
The meek or tamed are not people who have been born empty and
have no inner source to master, no vitality to be taught control.
The meek or trained are those whose powerful impulses have been
put into understanding. The love of God by His Holy Spirit has
made these realize the blessedness of being guided by the Lord's
Spirit of helpful service."
We can see that meekness carries not only absolute submission
to the master; but also the sense of humility in which one knows
that he or she is of no value to the Kingdom of God apart from the
King. That is the wisdom from above, and not from beneath, to
which James was speaking. It is a gentleness which is full of
courage and strength, and it fits very well the description of Moses
in Numbers. It says that he was , "...very meek (Septuagint,
praus), above all the men which were upon the face of the
earth." (Num. 12:3).
It is obvious that meekness does not come as a free gift, but
from walking through the wilderness of fire. Moses had his fire for
forty years in the wilderness. But first, he was nursed for three
months by the sincere milk of the word from his mother.
Afterwards, he was educated in all the wisdom of the Egyptians
and became powerful in his words and works. When he was of full
age, before he was meek, he killed the Egyptian who was beating
one of his brethren. Judgment was in his hand, but not with
understanding, compassion, and equity. Moses was not yet meek
and was, therefore, rejected by his own people. (Do we feel
rejected? I wonder why?). When Pharaoh heard about it, he sought
to slay him, and the journey of forty years into the refining fire
began, making him very meek above all the men upon the face of
the earth. (ref. Acts 7:19-30).
We suppose that Jesus was also educated by the Egyptians, yet
under the guiding hand of Joseph and His mother, when he had to
flee from Herod who had sought to kill him. Upon returning, and
after He was of full age, He was led by the Spirit into the
wilderness for forty days and nights (Matthew 4:1). Mark 1:12
says he was driven into the wilderness by the Spirit. Both are
probably right. His spirit was led by the Spirit, while His flesh had
to be driven. Regardless, the point is -- He became meek by the
things which He suffered (Hebrews 5:8), and I use the word meek,
for it carries the same meaning as obedient; namely, attentive ,
hearkening, compliance, or submission, to listen attentively; heed
or conform to a command or authority (Strong's). There is little
wonder why Paul used meek to described Jesus in 2 Corinthians
10:1 "I beseech you by the meekness and gentleness of Christ," not
to mention Jesus using it in reference to Himself, "I am meek and
lowly" (Matthew 11:29); for He was truly meek, having all the
power of the universe under full control at all times and in
complete submission to His Father.
As many view the word, neither Moses nor Jesus were in the
remotest way "meek." The world, as we know, paints the picture
of Jesus as a wimpy, long-haired, sad-eyed, lazy cult leader. Ah,
but wonders to behold! He was a true man of meekness! He was
meek, very meek, meek enough that He was angry always at the
right time, in the right place, at the right people; such as, when He
cleared the temple, cast out demons, and called the Pharisees what
they were -- a generation of vipers, serpents, and sons of the devil.
He was never angry at the wrong time. He did not get mad and
scold the woman caught in adultery. He didn't even rebuke her
condemners. At that time, He simply said, "He who is without sin
among you, let him cast the first stone." If it had been you or me,
we might have said, "You hypocritical charlatans! Who are you to
condemn this woman? You self-righteous sack of religious
chauvinists, where is the man who was with her when she was
caught in the act? If you stone her, then stone him as well. If you
release him, then release her as well." That is how we would have
probably responded, and if Jesus had done the same, He would
have been like Moses when he killed the Egyptian. But He had
already become meek. His every impulse and passion was under
control. They were under control at all times. And that, my friends,
is the meek character we should have. Rather than desiring to be
the greatest of the wise, or most powerful moguls in the world or
the church, we should be extremely meek, otherwise, we will
never have the mind that was in Christ Jesus (Philippians 2:4-6),
nor will ever have what it takes to rule in His Kingdom.
Having gone through fire himself, Paul was also meek and had
wisdom from above. Although not using the word, meek, Oswald
Chambers wrote expressly of it concerning the apostle, and what
we should be as well:
"'None of these things move me; nor do I count my life dear to
myself …' (Acts 20:24).
"It is easier to serve or work for God without a vision and
without a call, because then you are not bothered by what He
requires. Common sense, covered with a layer of Christian
emotion, becomes your guide. You may be more prosperous and
successful from the world's perspective, and will have more
leisure time, if you never acknowledge the call of God. But once
you receive a commission from Jesus Christ, the memory of what
God asks of you will always be there to prod you on to do His will.
You will no longer be able to work for Him on the basis of
common sense.
"What do I count in my life as 'dear to myself'? If I have not
been seized by Jesus Christ and have not surrendered myself to
Him, I will consider the time I decide to give God and my own
ideas of service as dear. I will also consider my own life as 'dear
to myself.' But Paul said he considered his life dear so that he
might fulfill the ministry he had received, and he refused to use his
energy on anything else. This verse shows an almost noble
annoyance by Paul at being asked to consider himself. He was
absolutely indifferent to any consideration other than that of
fulfilling the ministry he had received. Our ordinary and
reasonable service to God may actually compete against our total
surrender to Him. Our reasonable work is based on the following
argument which we say to ourselves, 'Remember how useful you
are here, and think how much value you would be in that particular
type of work.' That attitude chooses our own judgment, instead of
Jesus Christ, to be our guide as to where we should go and where
we could be used the most. Never consider whether or not you are
of use--but always consider that 'you are not your own' (1
Corinthians 6:19). You are His."
--End Quote.
Brethren, it is imperative to be meek men and women who are
humble, yet are always angry at the right people, at the right time,
and at the right place. Let us have every human instinct, every
impulse, and distracting passion under control, and let it not be the
control of the proud, self-righteousness which often rises to the
occasion. Let us have everything under control due to being in
union with our Lord. Such meekness is indispensable. Such
meekness is honorable. Moreover, one thing that comes with godly
meekness is the realization of our own ignorance and human
weakness. Meek people, as William Barclay said, are kings among
men, and they are the ones trusted with a great inheritance:
"Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth." Matthew
5:5. These inheritors will not lie against the truth. The truth is,
they cannot lie against the truth. It is as impossible for them to lie
as it is for God to lie; for they are in His image and likeness.
I am sure that some will say, "It certainly is possible for me to
lie. For that matter, is hard for me not to lie." And, no doubt, they
can and do lie; but if they lie against the truth, they are not meek,
and their wisdom is earthly, sensual, devilish. It is not from above.
A lie is a statement that deviates from or perverts the truth. A lie
is a fabrication due to evil intent. It can also be something said due
to the lack of knowledge. Regardless of the origin of the lie, and
even though it seems very real and believable, a lie has no
substance. There is no foundation to the assertion. But lying
against the truth is not just something said because knowledge is
lacking. It is born from the subtle wisdom of man. It is devilish.
Hypocrisy is a ripe fruit of such a lie. Lying against the truth
produces bitter envy, strife, and confusion. Regardless of the
motive, it has no substance, and has, therefore, nothing substantial
to stand on for any length of time. Only as long as the lie is
believed will it be something firm enough for support. When it is
exposed for what it is, or is not, the façade vaporizes, and
everything which was built upon the lie crumbles. Little wonder
that Jesus said, "...Babylon the great is fallen, is fallen..."
Revelation 18:2. It has been built with lies.
The sweet fruit of truth, on the other hand, genders just the
opposite. We may have believed a lie and came tumbling down
when truth shined in its face; but that which exposed the lie is the
same thing that lifted us from the ash-heap of despair. "Thou
turnest man to destruction; and sayest, Return, ye children of
men." Psalm 90:3. And, "...God, who commanded the light to
shine out of darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give the light
of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ."
2 Corinthians 4:6 .
It is therein, in the face of Jesus Christ that the glory of God is
seen, and our knowledge is increased beyond measure. Reality is
beheld. He who is Truth is known. The Foundation of gold is laid
firmly beneath our feet, as the dragon, the devil, satan, the father
of lies, is cast into the bottomless pit, leaving him with nothing
upon which to stand. Truth, and nothing else, is an indestructible
foundation. A lie can never be so pure and firm. For instance, let
me relate a story that I mentioned a few years ago that brings this
into focus:
A certain pastor of good report, and who was loved dearly in his
small, Midwestern town, was faced with a dilemma. After his
Sunday evening service, he gathered up his Bible and headed for
home to his wife who had remained behind nursing a cold. His
usual route took him past a bar which was known for its
rowdiness, being frequented by the derelicts of the community --
drunks, prostitutes, losers of all kinds. As he drove by, his eye
caught something that shook him to the core. There was George,
one of his most devout elders, staggering out of the bar with a
painted, drunken floozy under his arm. Neither of the two could
hardly stand, as they leaned upon and stumbled all over each other.
His heart sank. He could not believe his eyes. But it was clear
what was going on -- an upright elder of his church and
community, a husband of a dozen years with three fine children
had fallen from grace and slid into the depths of sin. His heart
went out to his wife and children who would be devastated when
they learned of his unfaithfulness and moral degeneracy. What was
he to do?
The next morning, he called together an emergency meeting
with the other elders of the church, and since the pastor was such
a respected man, what he told them was never doubted, even
though it seemed impossible for one of their own to fall in such a
way. Notwithstanding, after much prayer, and a long, painful
debate on what should be done, it was finally settled. They would
confront the brother after the Sunday morning church services, and
proceed from there, hoping he would repent and the threatening
blaze could be doused before it spread into a four-alarm fire.
Well, needless to say, such a word could not be kept secret. The
elders, including the pastor, had told their wives, and each wife, of
course, had a faithful friend in whom she could trust with a secret,
and each one of those friends had a friend or two in whom they
could trust, and you guessed it. Before the week was over, the
whole congregation knew about George's escapade. He was the
talk of the church.
Sunday morning came with quite a cloud of uncertain
anticipation over the people. Inside, was a subdued roar of
whispering and mumbling ascending like warm steam from a
barnyard on an early, cold winter's morning. The pastor knew that
the word had gotten out and wished he could be anywhere except
where he was. That fateful day might spell the end of his career,
and would certainly be the end of his friend's reputation and
marriage.
George and his family arrived late, a few minutes before the
services started. As they walked down the long aisle to their usual
places up front, their presence was like an unseen wave sweeping
over the congregation. Silence enveloped each row of pews as they
moved hesitantly, then more quickly with their children. They
knew something was wrong, but had no idea what it might be. For
one, the church was unusually full, which was strange, to say the
least.
They settled into their pews, and the "worship" began; but it
was not worship. The spirit of it was as chilled as a cold December
night. Every word had to be pried from their lips by rote and habit
and by the laborious prodding of the song leader. There was no
joy, no spirit of worship at all.
After a couple of songs, and to everybody's surprise, George
jumped to his feet and bolted upon the platform and to the podium.
A long pause embraced him, and finally catching his breath, he
began to speak. The people were sure that his sin had eaten on him
so furiously through the week that he was going to come clean and
confess before the whole church. Anticipation was ripping at the
seams of the church.
A lone tear rolled down his cheek as George's mouth opened
and his quivering lips began to form words. He said, "My friends,
you may be shocked at what I am about to say; but there's
something I have to tell you, or else I will explode, and if I don't
share this with you, I know my wonderful wife will.
"You see, last Sunday I was caught up by the spirit of
something, and I don't quite know what to do about it. This had
never happened to me before; but I don't think I want it to end."
Like a rushing wind, everyone gasped, and the pastor moaned.
Nevertheless, he continued:
"After church last Sunday, as Peggy and I were on our way
home, we drove past that little bar down on the corner of 2nd
Street and Rounder Road. Just as the glare of the flashing neon
sign pierced my eye, the word of the Spirit pierced my heart,
telling me to pull over and go in. Since our kids were spending the
weekend with their cousins, we could have done so; but I knew
that God would not tell me to go into a place where Christians
didn't go. Even if I wasn't going in to drink booze, I knew I had to
abstain from the very appearance of evil. What would people think
if they saw us walking into a bar, especially the infamous
Rounder. Regardless of all my rock-solid religious arguments, and
no matter how hard I tried to shake the feeling, I could not. When
I mentioned it to Peggy, she said, 'I really thought I had lost it, or
maybe the devil was tempting me; but after hearing you, now I
know that it was the Lord, and He told me the same thing.' Praise
God! What a confirmation! Can you imagine that? Would God tell
us to go into a bar? It was unheard of. Nevertheless, whether you
believe me or not, that is what He told us, and we obeyed.
"I wheeled the car around, skidded to a stop at the front door,
and with the courage of lions, we walked in. The dark barroom
was filled with choking smoke so thick you could cut it with a dull
knife, and the air reeked with odor of stale beer and liquor; but that
only lasted for a moment. Our presence lifted that wafting haze as
a vibrant breeze of fresh air blew from on high.
"One old, leathery, sunbaked, weather-worn drunk looked up
with his hardened bloodshot eyes that had seen more hell than ten
people in a lifetime. His glare of defiance melted before us, as he
began to sob, uncontrollably. A woman sitting with two men just
to the left of us, clearly a woman of the night, gazed intently into
our eyes, looking first into my wife's and then deeply into mine,
and she said, 'Oh, my God! Tell me about Him--PLEASE! I know
you can; for I see Him in your eyes. He is the peace I have been
searching for all my life, but could not find it, and I know it is in
Him, and now I see Him. I have found Him--in you! Please, tell
me about my Jesus.'
"Both Peg and I opened our mouths in unison. Our voices
resounded, sounding as angels of heaven, trumpeting the clear
notes of God's love and grace for every soul. Peg's piercing words
flew a straight path to the ones in the booths, and mine to the
woman of the night and those sitting at the bar. We all felt the
mighty hand of God sweep over and through us all, staggering
each of us as if we were all drunk. Those who had been drunk on
liquor sobered instantly and were made drunk in the most
wonderful way of the Spirit. There was not a dry eye in the place.
Some were weeping from deep conviction, others laughing with
overwhelming joy, while some were held in a fixed trance, as if
they were seeing something no one else could see, and saying,
'My Lord and my God! My Lord and My God!' The prostitute,
who had first asked me to tell her about Jesus, fell off the barstool,
and I barely caught her before she hit the floor. I wrapped my arms
around her and headed for the door; for she was saying, 'I can't
breathe, I can't breathe.' I don't know if she was hyperventilating
due to all the excitement, or if it was the Spirit. Nevertheless, I
practically dragged her outside.
"As we stumbled through the door, a wave of the Spirit hit us
both square in the face, as if pushing us back into the bar. We
staggered backward a few steps and hung onto the doorpost of the
bar. Even then it was hard to keep her from falling as we clung to
each other. This only lasted a minute or so, and like a shot, she
broke from my arms, exclaiming, 'I see Jesus! I see Jesus! He is
my Lord. But now I see Him in me, and I am in Him! He is my
Savior! He is my all! Praise God I see Jesus! Thank you, thank
you, thank you so very much for bringing my Jesus to me!'
"We hugged and cried and praised the name of our Lord, and
with the compelling urge of the Spirit, we went back into the
barroom where Peg was singing and shining with light that I had
never seen. The derelicts, now the redeemed of the Lord, were
singing together as one voice of heaven's choir. They were all
being transformed before our very eyes, and so were we! My God,
what an evening it was! And it came about because of obedience.
With absolute assurance and holy meekness--we went into a place
where Christians won't go."
With that testimony, the foundation of a story which seemed to
be so real vanished into thin air. The lie became a bottomless pit.
Although the pastor did not know he had related something that
was not quite true. It was a lie, if you please, and it seemingly had
a firm foundation until the light of truth shined upon it. Although
it was not true, people believed it to be so, and in believing it, they
gave it substance in their minds. However, even when the lie was
being believed, first by the pastor, then by the elders, and
afterwards the rest of the church, the true foundation was standing
firm. The truth, the substance, the foundation of people's lives
being transformed by the word and presence of our Lord could not
be negated by the lie. Only in people's minds was it real,
seemingly. The truth could be covered for a season; but the lie
could not destroy it. The lie that seemed so strong and so real was
completely destroyed by the simple truth. The truth is a good
foundation to build upon, while there is no stability with a lie.
By the way of disclaimer, I must confess the above story never
happened. It was fabricated to make my point. There is, no doubt,
a George somewhere in a Midwestern town who may be married
to a woman named Peggy; but if so, I am not aware of it.
Therefore, if such a couple exists, it is merely coincidental.
Moreover, the inception of the story began several years ago in
Duncan, AZ when my friend, Preston Eby, used me as an example
of a man like George to express how lies have no foundation.
Now, the question: Did I lie against the truth by telling the story
as though it were the truth? I don't think so; for what I wrote does
not gender envy, bitterness, strife, or any of the fruits of the flesh.
It does, however, shine with light. It encourages, enlightens,
instructs, and brings peace to those who read it; for I used it as an
analogy. However, I am sure that if I attempted to pass this story
off as true, and never had any intention of revealing it for what it
is, that would be a lie. I would be using deceit to teach with the
hope of making myself look good. Even if no one ever found out
about it, I would have no foundation, and it would eventually give
way and leave me with nothing to stand on. Even so, such would
still not be lying against the truth, as I understand it.
There is no foundation to any lie; but lying against the truth is
much more grave. As James said, such brings about bitter envying
and strife in your hearts. It comes from a wisdom that descends not
from above. It is earthly, sensual, and devilish. It brings about
confusion and every evil work, especially hypocrisy. Those are the
groundless things which are built from lying against the truth.
But praise God! We do not lie against the truth. We have the
truth, and that truth has been, or is being, tried in the crucible of
affliction, forming meekness in our souls. It is sound. It firms up
things, making everything solid by the pure wisdom from above.
Truth and meekness are fierce, yet peaceable, gentle, and easily
entreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality. Truth
is life, it is light. Truth lays a foundation of light, and "...if we
walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one
with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanses us
from all sin." 1 John 1:7.
It is good to be cleansed; but cleansing without training would be incomplete. It would be like man as he was in Eden before his fall. We must be trained. We must become meek lions and wolves in God's holy mountain. It is then that the ravening wolf in us, and the conquering lion of self-rule will eat and lay down together with the gentle lamb, which is easily entreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy. The meek lion and wolf, of course, are always angry at the right time and never angry at the wrong time. They have every instinct, and impulse, and passion of self-gratification under control. It is then that the subtle nature of the serpent will be as a child. It will no longer have the lying guile of deceit. Being made meek will insure that there will be no hurt in all of God's Holy Mountain. His Kingdom will be full of meek wolves and lions. It will be free from all things carnal. (ref. Isaiah 65:25, Isaiah11:6-10, Micah 5:8-9).
However, it was not so when the man and woman were first placed in the Garden. They had not been tested, they had not been refined, they had not been trained--they were not meek. They had the power and authority of the lion; but they were not submissive to God. The woman was not God-willed but self-willed. Therefore, when the serpent lied against the Truth, she listened and gave heed to her ravening lust for glory and power. The man followed. The wolf and lion rose up in them, as well as the leopard, and slew the sheepfold of the world. Creation was killed. But praise God! The Lamb of God, and the Lion of the tribe of Judah came together in Jesus. Through suffering He became meek and lowly. We have been joined to Him and are being made, likewise, meek and lowly. It is being worked in us to always be angry at the right time and never angry at the wrong time. In this intensive training we are coming to have every instinct and impulse and passion of the wolf and lion under control. Truly, the meek shall inherit the earth, and everything the first Adam destroyed will be restored by the Last. Oh, beloved of the Lord, what a wonder-working power that is found in the meek. Therefore, let us all be Meek Lions And Lie Not Against The Truth!
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