HUMILIATION IS THE beginning
of sanctification; and as without this, without holinesse, no man shall see
God, though he pore whole nights upon the Bible; so without that without
humility, no man shall heare God speake to his soule, though hee heare three
two-houres Sermons every day. But if God bring thee to that humiliation of
soule and body here, hee will emprove, and advance thy sanctification abundantiùs,
more abundantly, and when he hath brought it to the best perfection, that
this life is capable of, he will provide another abundantiùs another
man[n]er of abundance in the life to come- which is the last beating of the
pulse of this text, the last panting of the breath thereof, our anhelation,
and panting after the joyes, and glory, and eternity of the kingdome of
Heaven; of which, though, for the most part, I use to dismisse you, with
saying something, yet it is alwaies little that I can say thereof; at this
time, but this, that if all the joyes of all the Martyrs, from Abel to him
that groanes now in the Inquisition, were condensed into one body of joy,
(and certainly the joyes that the Martyrs felt at their deaths, would make up
a far greater body, than their sorrowes would doe ), ( for though it bee said
of our great Martyr, or great Witnesse, (as S. John calls Christ Jesus) to
whom, all other Martyrs are but sub-martyrs, witnesses that testifie his
testimony, Non dolor sicut dolor ejus, there was never sorrow like
Unto his sorrow, it is also true, Non gaudium sicut gaudium ejus,
There was never joy like unto that joy which was set before him, when he
endured the crosse;) If I had all this joy of all these Martyrs, (which
would, no doubt, be such a joy, as would worke a liquefaction, a melting of
my bowels) yet I shall have it abundantiùs, a joy more abundant, than
even this superlative joy, in the world to come. What a dimme vespers of a
glorious festival what a poore halfe-holyday, is Methusalems nine hundred
yeares, to eternity what a poore account hath that man made, that saies, this
land hath beene in my name, and in my Ancestors from the Conquest! what a
yesterday is that? not six hundred yeares. If I could beleeve the
transmigration of soules, and thinke that my soule had beene successively in
some creature or other, since the Creation, what a yesterday is that? not six
thousand yeares. What a yesterday for the past, what a to morrow for the
future, is any terme, that can be cornprehendred in Cyphar or Counters! But
as, how abundant a life soever any man hath in this world for temporall
abundances, I have life more abundantly than hee, if I have the spirituall
life of grace, so what measure soever I have of this spirituall life of
grace, in this world, I shall have that more abundantly in Heaven, for there,
my terme shall bee a terme for three lives; for those three, that as long as
the Father, and the Son, and the holy Ghost live, I shall not dye.
[LXXX. Sermons (7), 1640]

The Study has been
prepared by Father Lance McAdam
who entered into rest July 14, 2003
May his soul, and the souls of all
the departed rest in peace.
And light perpetual shine upon him.
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