The Beautiful Melting of Christmas Evans // Positively Speaking // Mark Wilson

Spring BibleAll Hayward rejoiced over our recent snow melting.  Every conversation at the post office and grocery store began with, “What a beautiful day we have!”  It’s been a long winter — and for many, a long winter of discontent.

Spiritually, I experienced a melting recently, as God warmed my heart, refreshing my soul, and bringing a fresh infusion of faith, joy, and peace.  Like my friends at the post office, I can’t help but bubble over with it, “What a beautiful Savior we have!”

The other morning, while reading one of my old favorites, The Revival We Need, by Oswald Smith, I stumbled upon this delightful passage from the great Welsh minister, Christmas Evans.  What a beautiful reminder!

“I was weary of a cold heart towards Christ and His sacrifice, and the work of His Spirit—of a cold heart in the pulpit, in secret prayer, and in study, for fifteen years previously, I had felt my heart burning within, as if going to Emmaus with Jesus.

“On a day ever to be remembered by me, as I was climbing up towards Cadair Idris, I considered it to be incumbent upon me to pray, however hard I felt in my heart, and however worldly the frame of my spirit was. Having begun in the name of Jesus, I soon felt, as it were, the fetters loosening, and the old hardness of heart softening, and, as I thought, mountains of frost and snow dissolving and melting within me.

“This engendered confidence in my soul in the promise of the Holy Ghost. I felt my whole mind relieved from some great bondage; tears flowed copiously, and I was constrained to cry out for the gracious visits of God, by restoring to my soul the joys of His salvation; and that He would visit the churches of the saints, and nearly all the ministers in the principality by their names.

“This struggle lasted for three hours: it rose again and again, like one wave after another, or a high flowing tide, driven by a strong wind, until my nature became faint by weeping and crying. Thus I resigned myself to Christ, body and soul, gifts and labors–all my life—every day, and every hour that remained for me; and all my cares I committed to Christ.

“From this time I was made to expect the goodness of God to churches, and to myself. In the first religious meetings after this, I felt as if I had been removed from the cold and sterile regions of spiritual frost, into the verdant fields of Divine promises.”

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