Take an illustration. Take an oak of some hundred
years' growth. How was that oak born? In a grave. The acorn was planted in
the ground, a grave was made for it that the acorn might die. It died and
disappeared; it cast roots downward, and it cast shoots upward, and now
that tree has been standing a hundred years. Where is it standing? In its
grave; all the time in the very grave where the acorn died; it has stood
there stretching its roots deeper and deeper into that earth in which its
grave was made, and yet, all the time, though it stood in the very grave
where it had died, it has been growing higher, and stronger, and broader,
and more beautiful. And all the fruit it ever bore, and all the foliage
that adorned it year by year, it owed to that grave in which its roots are
cast and kept. Even so Christ owes everything to His death and His grave.
And we, too, owe everything to that grave of Jesus. Oh! let us live every
day rooted in the death of Jesus. Be not afraid, but say: "To my own will I
will die; to human wisdom, and human strength, and to the world I will die;
for it is in the grave of my Lord that His life has its beginning, and its
strength and its glory.
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