The Heart Of Jesus
Give me a heart like Thine; By Thy wonderful power,
By Thy grace every hour, Give me a heart like Thine.
We sang that verse with all our might, one morning, in one of those hours of heart-humbling and heart-searching, when I was a cadet in the training home, and at least one of the cadets looked through the words and caught the spirit of the song.
At the close of the meeting he came to me with a serious look and a tone of earnest inquiry, and asked: “Do we really mean it, that we can have a heart like His? I told him that I was certain that we could, and that the dear Lord wanted to give us hearts just like His own:–
A humble, lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true and clean.
A heart in every thought renewed, And full of love Divine;
Perfect and right and pure and good, A copy, Lord, of Thine.
Indeed, Jesus was “the firstborn among many brethren” (Rom. viii. 29). He is our “elder brother,” and we are to be like Him. “As He is, so are we in this world” (I John iv. 17), and “He that saith he abideth in Him ought himself also so to walk, even as He walked” (I John ii. 6). Now, it is impossible for us to walk like Him, to live like Him, unless we have a heart like His.
We cannot bear the same kind of fruit unless we are the same kind of tree. So He wants to make us like Himself. We judge trees by their fruit, and so we judge Jesus, and then we can find out what kind of a heart He had.
We find in Him love; therefore Jesus had a loving heart. He bore the luscious fruit of perfect love. There was no hatred with His love, no venom, no spite, no selfishness; He loved His enemies and prayed for His murderers. It was not a fickle love, turning about every new moon, but a changeless, eternal love. “I have loved thee with an everlasting love” (Jer. xxxi. 3), God says. Oh, glory to God! How marvelous that is!
It is just this kind of love He wants us to have. Listen! He says: “A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you” (John xiii. 34). That is tremendous, to command me to love my brother even as Jesus loves me; but that is what He says, and to do that I must have a heart like the heart of Jesus.
I know if we examine love we find that it includes all the other graces; but we will look into the heart of Jesus for some of them.
Jesus had a humble heart.
He said of Himself “I am meek and lowly in heart” (Matt. xi. 29); and Paul tells us that He “made Himself of no reputation, and took upon Him the form of a servant, and … humbled Himself.”
Bless His dear name! He did humble Himself, for, though He was the Lord of life and glory, yet He stooped to be born of a lowly virgin in a manger, and wrought as an unknown carpenter for thirty years, and then choose to live with the poor, the ignorant and the vile, instead of the rich, the noble and the learned. While Jesus never seemed ill at ease or constrained in the presence of those who were mighty with this world’s greatness, or wise with its learning, yet His simple, humble heart found its mates among the lowly, hardworking, common people. He cleaved to them. He would not be lifted up. They wanted to do it for Him, but He slipped away for prayer among the mountains, and then returned and preached such a straight sermon that nearly all His disciples left Him.
Just a short time before His death, He took the menial place of a slave, and washed His disciples’ feet, and then said, “I have given you an example, that ye should do as I have done to you” (John xiii. 15).
How that helped me in the training home! The second day I was there they sent me down into a dark little cellar to black half a cart-load of dirty boots for the cadets. The devil came at me, and reminded me that, a few years before, I had graduated from a university, that I had spent a couple of years in a leading theological school, had been pastor of a metropolitan church, had just left evangelistic work in which I saw hundreds seeking the Saviour, and that now I was only blacking boots for a lot of ignorant lads. My old enemy is the devil! But I reminded him of the example of my Lord, and he left me. Jesus said, “If ye know these things, happy are ye if ye do them” (John xiii. “7). I was doing them — the devil knew it and let me alone, and I was happy. That little cellar was changed into one of Heaven’s ante-rooms, and my Lord visited me there.
“God resisteth the proud, but giveth grace unto the humble” (Jas. iv. 6). If you would have a heart like that of Jesus it will be one filled with humility, that “is not puffed up,” that “seeketh not her own” (I Cor. xiii. 4, 5). “Be clothed with humility” (I Pet. v. 5).
Jesus had a meek and gentle heart.
Paul speaks of “the meekness and gentleness of Christ” (2 Cor. x. 1); and Peter tells us that “when He was reviled, (He) reviled not again; when He suffered, He threatened not, but committed Himself to Him who judgeth righteously” (I Pet. ii. 23). He did not strike back when He was injured; He did not try to justify Himself but committed His cause to His heavenly Father, and waited. “He was oppressed, and He was afflicted, yet He opened not His mouth. He is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so He openeth not His mouth” (Isa. liii. 7).
That was the very perfection of meekness, that not only would He not strike back when He was lied about, but suffered the most cruel and shameful wrongs. “Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh” (Matt. xii. 34), and because His blessed heart was full of meekness He did not thunder back at His enemies.
It is just this kind of heart He wants us to have when He commands us to “Resist not evil; but whosoever shall smite thee on the right cheek, turn to him the other also … and whosoever shall compel thee to go a mile, go with him twain” (Matt. v. 39, 41).
I know a colored brother, over six feet tall, with a full chest and brawny arms, who was recently put off a street car, in the most indecent and brutal manner, but where he had as much right to be as the conductor himself. Some one who knew his past fighting record said, “Why don’t you fight him, George?”
I couldn’t fight him, for God has taken all the fight out of me,” replied George. “When you put your knife in the fire and draw the temper out of it, it won’t cut,” he added and fairly shouted for Joy.
“Blessed are the meek” (Matt. v. 5), for “He will beautify the meek with salvation” (Ps. cxlix. 4).