The Bible is like an album. I go into a man's house, and while waiting
for him, I take up an album and open it. I look at a picture. "Why,
that looks like a man I know." I turn over and look at another. "Well,
I know that man." I keep turning over the leaves. "Well, there is a
man who lives in the same street as myself--he is my next-door
neighbor." And then I come upon another, and see myself.
My friends, if you read your Bibles you will find your own pictures
there. It just describes you. You may be a Pharisee; if so, turn to
the third chapter of John, and see what Christ said to the Pharisee:
"Except a man be born again he cannot enter the kingdom of God." But
you may say: "I am not a Pharisee; I am a poor miserable sinner, too
bad to come to Him." Well, turn to the woman of Samaria, and see what
Christ said to her.
"That's Me!"
While we were in London, Mr. Spurgeon one day in his orphanage told
about the boys--that some of them had aunts and some cousins, and that
nearly every boy had some friend that took an interest in him, and
came to see him and gave him a little pocket money. One day, he said,
while he stood there, a little boy came up to him and said:
"Mr. Spurgeon, let me speak to you."
The boy sat down between Mr. Spurgeon and the elder who was with him,
and said:
"Mr. Spurgeon, suppose your father and mother were dead, and you
didn't have any cousins, or aunts, or uncles or friends to come and
give you pocket money, and give you presents, don't you think you
would feel bad? Because that's me!"
Said Mr. Spurgeon: "The minute he said that, I put my right hand down
into my pocket and took out some money for him."