Covenant blessings are not meant to be looked at only, but to be taken hold of. Even our Lord Jesus himself is given to us for our present use.

Believer, you're not making use of Christ as you ought! When trouble strikes, why don't you tell him all your grief? Doesn't he have a sympathizing heart? Can't he comfort and relieve you? No—you go running to all your friends except your best Friend. You tell your tale everywhere except in the arms of your Lord.

Are you burdened with today's sins? Here is a fountain filled with blood—use it, saint, use it! Has guilt come crashing back upon you? The pardoning grace of Jesus can be proved again and again. Come to him at once for cleansing!

Do you deplore your weakness? He is your strength—why not lean upon him? Do you feel naked? Come here, soul! Put on the robe of Christ's righteousness. Don't stand there looking at it—wear it! Strip off your own righteousness, and your fears too. Put on that fair white linen, for it was meant to be worn.

Do you feel sick in your soul? Pull the night-bell of prayer and call up the Beloved Physician! He will give you the cordial that will revive you. You are poor, but you have a kinsman—a mighty man of wealth! What! Will you not go to him and ask for his abundance? He has promised that you shall be joint heir with him. He has made over all that he is and all that he has to be yours.

There is nothing Christ dislikes more than for his people to make a show-thing of him and not use him. He loves to be employed by us. The more burdens we put on his shoulders, the more precious he will be to us.

So let us be simple with him, then—not backward, stiff, or cold, as though our Bethlehem could be what Sinai was of old.