A Night in the Chestnut Tree, John G. Paton

Out of all our experiences on this earth, none will transform us like that of being met by Christ in the midst of our pain, our fear, our need.

John G. Paton describes one such occasion he experienced while fleeing the clubs of the natives who sought to take his life:

“I climbed into the tree, and was left there alone in the bush. The hours I spent there live all before me as if it were but of yesterday. I heard the frequent discharge of muskets, and the yells of the savages. Yet I sat there among the branches, as safe in the arms of Jesus! Never, in all my sorrows did my Lord draw nearer to me, and speak more soothingly to my soul, than when the moonlight flickered among these chestnut leaves, and the night air played on my throbbing brow, as I told all my heart to Jesus. Alone, yet not alone! If it be to glorify my God, I will not grudge to spend many nights alone in such a tree, to feel again my Saviour’s spiritual presence, to enjoy His consoling fellowship.”

Paton wasn’t removed or transported to safety by the Spirit. Instead, Christ overcame his temporal terror by His loving presence.

Is this enough for you Beloved? Will you be satisfied with Him only or with only what you think He should do for you?

He offers you the the nonperishable rubies of fellowship. He longs to adorn you with the eternal.

Cry out to Him Beloved!  Tell Him all your heart. Rest in His arms right in the middle of the war which rages all around you.

Rejoice Beloved! When He is for you, nothing can be against you.

Binsey