“Behold the Lamb of God…” John 1:29
Oh, the blessed history of this country and by the Living God who has done so (Matthew 22:32), knowing that there were only 13 colonies along with 56 signers and less than 3% of the population that were used by Him to establish what we that have in the present 242 years later. What a miracle it is indeed (Deuteronomy 28:1-14).
Of course, we cannot forget about those bad boy breakers (Micah 2:13) called the Black Robed Regiment, who preceded the whole initiative in establishing this country and its independence from that of England (Isaiah 40:3).
Look to the wisdom of Samuel Adams who pointed to Him who alone could bring about the resolve needed during that period of time in American history,
“I conceive we cannot better express ourselves than by humbly supplicating the Supreme Ruler of the world . . . that the confusions that are and have been among the nations may be overruled by the promoting and speedily bringing in the holy and happy period when the kingdoms of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ may be everywhere established, and the people willingly bow to the scepter of Him who is the Prince of Peace.”
In the present, it is now my turn (Proverbs 14:25) to grab a hold of that same baton (persay) of the faith of my fathers and bring the same message to my generation (Psalm 71:17-19).
Over the last 17 years of broadcasting (with over 100 affiliates across America and into 53 countries worldwide), there is one thing that I have not failed to do with every single broadcast, and it is this:
Well, better yet, I will let the prince of preachers, Charles H. Spurgeon, explain.
Some time ago, when in Italy, a town on the Italian side of the alps, I saw, one Sunday afternoon, in a quite walk alone, a sight which struck me very much, and which remains fixed upon my memory. There was, outside the town a mountain, all the way up the sides of which were different representations of the progress of our Lord, from the garden where Judas betrayed Him to the place of his resurrection. The figures were as large as life, carved in either stone or wood, and painted to imitate nature.
When I got to the very summit of the hill, there was a church. There was no one in it, and I pushed open the door, and went in. All was still. It was a large building, and all around it were images of the prophets and the apostles. There stood Isaiah, and Jeremiah, and Ezekiel, and all the rest, one knew the usual portraits of them and up the dome at the very top of the church, was a large striking image of the Savior. Now, what struck me about the church was this, that the images of those prophets and apostles who stood there had their fingers pointed upwards, so that, where I went in, I could not help looking up to the top to see what they were pointing at. All around the church there were words, in Latin, “Moses and the prophets spake concerning him;” and there stood and the prophets carved in stone, and all pointing to him.
Isaiah had a little scroll in his hand, on which was written, “The Lord hath made to meet on Him the iniquity of us all” (Isaiah 53:6). Jeremiah had a scroll in his hand, on which was written, “Behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow, which is done unto me” (Lamentations 1:12). I think the church just represented the truth in that case. It is even so. All the prophets stand as a complete circle of distinct testifiers, and, with uplifted fingers, they all concur with John the Baptist when he said, “Behold, the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sins of the world” (John 1:29). They all point to Christ.
Remember, this is what preachers do, they point the finger.