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March 27, Morning

C. H. Spurgeon · Modern retelling

"Then all the disciples forsook Him and fled." — Matthew 26:56 · KJV

He never deserted them, but they, in cowardly fear for their lives, fled from Him at the very beginning of His sufferings. This is but one instructive instance of the frailty of all believers if left to themselves; they are but sheep at best, and they flee when the wolf comes. They had all been warned of the danger, and had promised to die rather than leave their Master; yet they were seized with sudden panic and took to their heels. It may be that I, at the opening of this day, have braced my mind to bear a trial for the Lord's sake, and imagine myself certain to show perfect faithfulness; but let me be very jealous of myself, lest, having the same evil heart of unbelief, I should depart from my Lord as the apostles did. It is one thing to promise, and quite another to perform. It would have been to their eternal honor to have stood manfully at Jesus' side; they fled from honor — may I be kept from imitating them! Where else could they have been so safe as near their Master, who could at once have called for twelve legions of angels? They fled from their true safety. O God, let me not play the fool too. Divine grace can make the coward brave. The smoking flax can flame out like fire on the altar when the Lord wills it. These very apostles, timid as hares, grew bold as lions after the Spirit descended on them; and even so the Holy Spirit can make my cowardly spirit brave to confess my Lord and witness for His truth. What anguish must have filled the Savior as He saw His friends so faithless! This was one bitter ingredient in His cup; but that cup is drained dry — let me not put another drop in it. If I forsake my Lord, I shall crucify Him afresh and put Him to open shame. Keep me, O blessed Spirit, from an end so shameful.