The Pleasantville press. (Pleasantville, N.J.) 1912-1929, 1922-04-26

ASSo anu NltlCSS VI Ills uilulilhS
care. The mamma, so sweet to the
taste, bread from Gods own hand out
of heaven. Onions and garlic pre-
ferred! Alas what a revelation Of
the human heart
We are not left to interpret for our
selves the holy symbolism of the
manna. The Lord Jesus has told us
what it is. 1t is Himself. my Father
giyeth you the true bread from heav-
en-, for the bread of God is He who
cometh down from heaven and glyeth
life unto the world. . l am the bread
ness journey has no sooner begun
than this voice of murmuring breaks
out in the camp. But observe with
whom 1t begins. Sad as the story is, the
soul that has found the mamma to be
its all-satisfying portion is somewhat
relieved to discover the source of this
complaint 1.-The mixed multitude that
was among them fell ADJUSTING" Their
they are Camp followers of the
hosts of the Lord. Unconverted church
members or, at best, but half-hearted
in their allegiance to the Lord Jesus.
Mamma they despise. 1t Is too "other
worldly" for their unregenerate tastes.
liking. They must have oyster sup
pers, bazaars and amusements, to
hold the young people" Hold them
where? Hold them to what? The fare
of Egypt may hold them to an or
ganization, but alone a hold
{ EN- to Christ. Christ alone can hold
them to Himself.
Our soul is dried away" they
murmur. 'there is nothing at all be-
side this mamma before our eyes"
And this is the language that Chris
tians have learned to repeat. Christ,
Gods one provision for His people, is
not enough for the heart. We must
have the things of Egypt, too. Oh,
Christian, a it to His face, If you
can! Get down on your knees at His
feet and tell Him SO! Lord Jesus, l
haye no taste for mama; onions and
garlic please me better. Thou art my
Savior, but Thou art not enough for
my heart. I cannot be occupied with
Thee alone, my heart must nave other
occupations. This is what thousands
are practically saying to Him every
day.
There follows one of the most
pathetic portions of Scripture in which
the Spirit of God turns aside to de-
scribe the mamma once more. Already
there has been a full description Of
1t in connection with the account Of
its first appearance in Exodus. Now
He must tell 1t again-must let us
know what 1t is they are despising {;
and one can almost heal the tones of
infinite sadness as He writes down
the words: "And the mama was as
coriander seed and the color thereof
as the color of bdellium, and the taste
of 1t was like the taste of fresh oil.
And when the dew fell upon the camp
in the night the mamma fell upon it."
1t was ON the ground: they must
stoop to gather it. And 1t is on ones
knees that Christ Is found. The dew
brings the mamma, and eXhaling, leaves
it for their use. SO the Holy Spirit
ministers Christ. The taste is as the
taste Of fresh oil, reminding us again
that it Is only by the Spirit of God
that Christ can be apprehended. Oh,
who that knows the Spirits blessed
ministry does not know this taste of
fresh oil? It is this that forever sat
isles the soul. Nothing else can do so.
"Oh, taste and see that the Lord is
good" Eat, oh friends; yea, drink
abundantly, my beloved" Does not
Christ satisfy the heart of God? Why
not yours, too? Is He not filling all
the heavens with His glory? And is
not your being with Him the consum-
nation of all Christian hopes? Then
why should He not be enough for you
now? One good taste of the angels
food and your taste for garlic and
onions will be gone.