But .... There Is God!!

[Felicity]

I recently bought "The Christian's Secret of a Happy Life" by Hannah Whitall Smith. I love her writing! She was a deeply spiritual woman with great insight into living a consecrated Godly life.

I read this little bit included in a short biography of her life (included in the book) and thought it was very good and so posting it here hoping it might be of benefit to someone. God bless!

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But ………. There Is God!

Hannah Whitall Smith one time had a grievous problem she could not resolve, so she went to a lady who she considered to be deeply spiritual, and poured out her problems to her. The woman listened patiently until she had finished. Hannah waited expectantly for “sympathy and consideration,” but the woman simply said, “Yes, all you say may be very true, but then, in spite of it all, there is God.”

Hannah was perplexed and tried to make the woman understand that she really did have a problem. After listening to much more, the woman virtually dismissed Hannah’s concerns and stated, “Oh yes, I did understand, but then, as I tell you, there is God.”

Hannah could not induce the woman to say anything else, and left disappointed. She returned a few days later to go through the same thing again. And she returned many times, always receiving the same answer.

“At last,” Hannah wrote about the experience, “because the woman said it so often and seemed so sure, I began dimly to wonder whether after all God might not be enough, even for my need, overwhelming and peculiar as I felt it to be. From wondering I came gradually to believing that, being my Creator and redeemer, He must be enough. At last a conviction burst upon me that He really was enough, and my eyes were opened to the fact of the absolute and utter all-sufficiency of God.

“My troubles disappeared like magic, and I did nothing but wonder how I could have been such an idiot as to be troubled by them, when all the while there was God, the Almighty and all seeing God, the God who created me, and was therefore on my side, and eager to care for me and help me. I had found out that God was enough, and my soul was at rest.”

[crakjak]

DEEPLY SPIRITUAL INDEED. I LOVE HANNAH SMITH'S WRITINGS.

Excerpt from the Autobiography of
Hannah Whitall Smith

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Hannah Whitall Smith's book "The Christian's Secret of a Happy Life" sold millions of copies over the years. It is considered a Christian classic. In recent years Billy Graham has offered copies of Hannah's book in one of his crusades. This is just to show how many prominent Christians think very highly of Mrs. Smith's writings. It's sad that few know of her beliefs regarding the salvation of all mankind due to the fact that publishers who are reprinting her work "The Unselfishness of God and How I Discovered it" have removed the chapters which deal with her revelation from recent reprintings. Below is the second of the three chapters which have been removed from the original version of her autobiography.


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Chapter XXII
The Third Epoch In My Religious Life
As I stated in the last chapter, after a few years of exuberant enjoyment in the good news of salvation through Christ for myself and for those who thought as I did, my heart began to reach out after those who thought differently, and especially after those who, by reason of the providential circumstances of their birth and their surroundings, had had no fair chance in life. I could not but see that ignorance of God, and, as a result, lives of sin, seemed the almost inevitable fate of a vast number of my fellow human beings, and I could not reconcile it with the justice of God, that these unfortunate mortals should be doomed to eternal torment because of those providential circumstances, for which they were not responsible, and from which, in a charge majority of cases, they could not escape. The fact, that, 1, who no more deserved it than they, should have been brought to the knowledge of the truth, while they were left out in the cold, became so burdensome to me, that I often felt as if I would gladly give up my own salvation, if by this means I could bestow it upon those who had been placed in less fortunate circumstances than myself.

I began to feel that the salvation in which I had been rejoicing was, after all a very limited and a very selfish salvation, and, as such, unworthy of the Creator who had declared so emphatically that His "tender mercies are over all His works," and above all unworthy of the Lord Jesus Christ, who came into the world for the sole and single purpose of saving the world. I could not believe that His life and death for us could be meant to fall so far short of remedying the evil that He came on purpose to remedy, and I felt that it must be impossible that there could be any short-coming in the salvation He had provided. I began to be convinced that my difficulties had simply arisen from a misunderstanding of the plans of God, and I set myself to discover the mistakes.As I have said, my first refuge had been in the annihilation of the wicked. But this had soon seemed unworthy of a wise and good Creator, and a very sad confession of failure on His part, and I could not reconcile it with, either His omnipotence or His omniscience. I began to be afraid I was going to be disappointed in God. But one day a revelation came to me that vindicated Him, and that settled the whole question forever. We very often had revivalist preachers staying with us, as we sought every opportunity of helping forward whit we called "gospel work". Among the rest there came one who was very full of the idea that it was the privilege and duty of the Christian to share, in a very especial manner, in the sufferings of Christ, as well as in His joys. He seemed to think our doing so would in some way help those who knew nothing of the salvation of Christ; and he had adopted the plan of making strong appeals on the subject in his meetings, and of asking Christians, who were willing, for the sake of others, to take a share of these sufferings upon themselves, to "come forward" to a front bench in the meeting to pray that it might be granted them. Somehow it all sounded very grand and heroic, and it fitted in so exactly with my longings to help my less fortunate fellow human beings, that, although I did not go "forward" for prayer at any of his meetings, I did begin to pray privately in a blind sort of way that I might come into the experience, whatever it was. The result was very different from what I had expected, but it was far from tremendous.

I had expected to enter into a feeling of Christ's own personal sufferings in the life and death He bore for our sakes, but instead I seemed to have a revelation, not of His sufferings because of sin, but of ours. I seemed to get a sight of the misery and anguish caused to humanity by the entrance of sin into the world, and of Christ's sorrow, not for His own sufferings because of it, but for the sufferings of the poor human beings who had been cursed by it. I seemed to understand something of what must necessarily be His anguish at the sight of the awful fate which had been permitted to befall the human race, and of His joy that He could do something to alleviate it. I saw that ours was the suffering, and that His was the joy of sacrificing Himself to save us. I felt that if I had been a Divine Creator, and had allowed such an awful fate to befall the creatures I had made, I would have been filled with anguish, and would have realized that simple justice, even if not love, required that I should find some remedy for it. And I knew I could not be more just than God. I echoed in my heart over and over again the lines found by one of George Macdonald's characters engraved on a tombstone.

"Oh Thou, who didst the serpent make,
Our pardon give and pardon take."
I had been used to hearing a great deal about the awfulness of our sins against God, but now I asked myself, what about the awfulness of our fate in having been made sinners? Would I not infinitely rather that a sin should be committed against myself, than that I should commit a sin against any one else? Was it not a far more dreadful thing to be made a sinner than to be merely sinned against? And I began to see that, since God had permitted sin to enter into the world, it must necessarily be that He would be compelled, in common fairness, to provide a remedy that would be equal to the disease. I remembered some mothers I had known, with children suffering from inherited diseases, who were only too thankful to lay down their lives in self-sacrifice for their children, if so be they might, in any way, be able to undo the harm they had done in bringing them into the world under such disastrous conditions and I asked myself, Could God do less? I saw that, when weighed in a balance of wrong done, we, who had been created sinners, had infinitely more to forgive than any one against whom we might have sinned.

The vividness with which all this came to me can never be expressed. I did not think it, or imagine it, or suppose it. I saw it. It was a revelation of the real nature of things--not according to the surface conventional ideas, but according to the actual bottom facts--and it could not be gainsaid.

In every human face I saw, there seemed to be unveiled before me the story of the misery and anguish caused by the entrance of sin into the world. I knew that God must see this with far clearer eyes than mine, and therefore I felt sure that the sufferings of this sight to Him must be infinitely beyond what it was to me, almost unbearable as that seemed. And I began to understand how it was that the least He could do would be to embrace with untold gladness anything that would help to deliver the being He had created for such awful misery.

Continued in next post.

[crakjak]

It was a never to be forgotten insight into the world's anguish because of sin. How long it lasted I cannot remember, but, while it lasted, it almost crushed me. And as it always came afresh at the sight of a strange face, I found myself obliged to wear a thick veil whenever I went into the streets, in order that I might spare myself the awful realization.One day I was riding on a tram-car along Market Street, Philadelphia, when I saw two men come in and seat themselves opposite to me. I saw them dimly through in veil, but congratulated myself that it was only dimly, as I was thus spared the wave of anguish that had so often swept over me at the full sight of a strange face. The conductor came for his fare, and I was obliged to raise my veil in order to count it out. As I raised it I got a sight of the faces of those two men, and with an overwhelming flood of anguish, I seemed to catch a fresh and clearer revelation of the depth of the misery that had been caused to human beings by sin. It was more than I could bear. I clenched my hands and cried out in my soul, "O, God, how canst thou bear it? Thou mightest have prevented it, but didst not. Thou mightest even now change it, but Thou dost not. I do not see how Thou canst go on living, and endure it." I upbraided God. And I felt I was justified in doing so. Then suddenly God seemed to answer me. An inward voice said, in tones of infinite love and tenderness, "He shall see of the travail of His soul and be satisfied." "Satisfied!" I cried in my heart, "Christ is to be satisfied! He will be able to look at the world's misery, and then at the travail through which He has passed because of it, and will be satisfied with the result; If I were Christ, nothing could satisfy me but that every human being should in the end be saved, and therefore I am sure that nothing less will satisfy Him." And with this a veil seemed to be withdrawn from before the plans of the universe, and I saw that it was true, as the Bible says, that "as in Adam all die -even so in Christ should all be made alive." As was the first, even so was the second. The "all" in one case could not in fairness mean less than the "all" in the other. I saw therefore that the remedy must necessarily be equal to the disease, the salvation must be as universal as the fall.

I saw all this that day on the tram-car on Market street, Philadelphia--not only thought it, or hoped it, or even believed it--but knew it. It was a Divine fact. And from that moment I have never had one questioning thought as to the final destiny of the human race. God is the Creator of every human being, therefore He is the Father of each one, and they are all His children; and Christ died for every one, and is declared to be "the propitiation not for our sins only, but also for the sins of the whole world" (1 John 2:2). However great the ignorance therefore, or however grievous the sin, the promise of salvation is positive and without limitations. If it is true that "by the offense of one judgment came upon all men to condemnation," it is equally true that "by the righteousness of one the free gift came upon all men unto justification of life." To limit the last "all men" is also to limit the first. The salvation is absolutely equal to the fall. There is to be a final "restitution of all things", when "at the name of Jesus every knee shall bow, of things in heaven, and things on earth, and things under the earth, and every tongue shall confess that Jesus Christ is Lord to the glory of God the Father." Every knee, every tongue-words could not be more embracing. The how and the when I could not see; but the one essential fact was all I needed-somewhere and somehow God was going to make every thing right for all the creatures He had created. My heart was at rest about it forever.

[Margies3]

I remember reading that book when I was 13 years old. My pastor bought it for my birthday gift. Actually, I loved it so much I believe I read it about 4 times over the next couple of years. It's a little book, but it's got some good stuff in there.

[Scott Hutchinson]

I was aware of this woman's universalist leanings.

[Felicity]

Are Quakers Universalists?

[Scott Hutchinson]

Originally Posted by Felicity

Are Quakers Universalists?

This I'm not sure of.

[Felicity]

Originally Posted by Scott Hutchinson

I was aware of this woman's universalist leanings.

Originally Posted by Felicity

Are Quakers Universalists?

Oh I see what you're referring to - the past paragraph of that article Crakjak posted.

I haven't read through that yet. (the article I mean)

Well it's interesting isn't it how people can be right about so many things and then get others so very wrong.

[Scott Hutchinson]

Ok this will show what Quakers believe.
http://quakerinfo.org/quakerism/beliefs.html

[crakjak]

Originally Posted by Felicity

Oh I see what you're referring to - the past paragraph of that article Crakjak posted.

I haven't read through that yet. (the article I mean)

Well it's interesting isn't it how people can be right about so many things and then get others so very wrong.

This (bolded) speaks of so many of us.

I'd love to hear your perspective on how she received the revelation of ultimate reconciliation. It has tremendous clarity of the character of the Creator.