Shortly after that,
while reading these words of Jesus to Martha: "I am the
resurrection and the life; he that believeth on Me, though he
were dead, yet shall he live; and he that liveth and believeth on
Me shall never die," instantly my heart was melted like wax
before fire; Jesus Christ was revealed to my spiritual consciousness,
revealed in me, and my soul was filled with unutterable love. I
walked in a heaven of love. Then one day, with amazement,
I said to a friend: "This is the perfect love about which the
Apostle John wrote; but it is beyond all I dreamed of; in it is
personality; this love thinks, wills, talks with me, corrects me,
instructs and teaches me." And then I knew that God the
Holy Ghost was in this love, and that this love was God, for
"God is love."
Oh, the rapture mingled with reverential, holy fear--for it is a
rapturous, yet divinely fearful thing--to be indwelt by the Holy
Ghost, to be a temple of the Living God! Great heights are always
opposite great depths, and from the heights of this blessed
experience many have plunged into the dark depths of fanaticism.
But we must not draw back from the experience through fear. All
danger will be avoided by meekness and lowliness of heart; by
humble, faithful service; by esteeming others better than
ourselves, and in honour preferring them before ourselves; by
keeping an open, teachable spirit; in a word, by looking steadily
unto Jesus, to whom the Holy Spirit continually points us: for He
would not have us fix our attention exclusively upon Himself and
His work _in_ us, but also upon the Crucified One and His
work _for_ us, that we may walk in the steps of Him whose
blood purchases our pardon, and makes and keeps us clean.
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