Today I have been with my brother, David. He has not been well recently, but happily is now recovering and enjoying the hand of God on his life. He has been taking time to go through some of our family history, collecting photographs, letters, and information on our ancestors.
David has uncovered a letter written in March 1908 to our grandfather by his brother, Tom, who was a seaman. Tom had had a remarkable conversion to Christ: he was infamous in the pubs of Cardiff as a drunkard who would fight anything that moved. He would stand with his back to the bar and take on all comers. One night, however, he met God. Tom was standing at the bar and reached out his hand to pick up his drink when the Holy Spirit came upon him. Tom could not physically lift the glass; such was the power of God on him in conviction of his sin. Right there and then, Tom received Christ! He was a changed man.
The letter I held in my hand was written by this man of God, still a seaman, but now transformed by the love of Jesus. He was writing from Norfolk, Virginia, to his brother, about the goodness of God and how much Tom loved his Saviour. The last sentence reads: 'His touch has lost none of its ancient power.' As I read these words out loud, written by my ancestor one hundred years ago, I was moved in my spirit by their power. I felt something of the eternal nature of almighty God, how down the ages the touch of his hand that Tom had experienced is the same today.
And then I thought about the Scriptures. Even though my Bible is fairly new, having been purchased just a few weeks ago, it is an eternal book, written by the Ancient of Days. It has an ancient power, and that power is as alive and potent today as when the inspired writers first wrote the words. When the eternal God touches you with that ancient, eternal power, you can never be the same again.
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