A treatise on comforting afflicted consciences - The Digital Puritan

A treatise on comforting afflicted consciences - The Digital Puritan A treatise on comforting afflicted consciences - The Digital Puritan

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170 INSTRUCTIONS FOR COMFORTINGrise from the dead and tell thee, that he who was thy brotherin iniquity is now in heli, and if thou follow the samesensual courses still, thou must shortly most certainly followhim to the place of torment. And yet even this wouldnot work at all if thou be a despiser of the word. It maybe while the dead man stood by thee thou wouldest be extraordinarilymoved and promise much ; but no soonershould he be in his grave, but thou wouldst be as gracelessas thou wast before. Seventhly, what wise man, seeing afellow who never gave his name to religion in his life-time,now only troubled about sin, when he is sure he must die,will not suspect it to be wholly slavish and extorted for fearof hell ? " My sentence is," saith Greenham, " that a manlying nov/ at the point of death, having the snares of deathupon him, in that strait of fear and pain, may have a sorrowfor his life past ; but because the weakness of flesh, and thebitterness of death dothmost commonly procure it, we oughtto suspect," &c. Eighthly, painful distempers of body arewont to weaken much and hinder the activeness and freedomof the soul's operations ; nay, sometimes to distract andutterly overthrow them. Many, even of much knowledge,grace, and good life, by reason of the damp and deadnesswhich at that time the extremity and anguish of their diseasebrings upon their spirits, are able to do no great matter, ifany thing at all, either in meditation or expression. Howthen dost thou think to pass through the incomparablygreatest work that ever the soul of man was acquainted within this life (I mean the /leuj-/)//'^/;) at the point of death ?It is a woful thing to have much work to do, when the powerof working is almost done. When we are come to the verylast cast, our strength is gone, our spirits clean spent, oursenses appalled, and the power of our souls as numb as oursenses ; when there is a general prostration of all our powers,and the shadow of death upon our eyes, then something wewould say or do, which should do our souls good. But,alas ! how should it then be 1CHAP. X.The Third Error of applyiiitr comfort, which is iudiscrect application.Tiie first case wherein" it happens, which is too sudden application;and the demonstration of that error.When the spiritual physcian pours the balm of mercy andoil of comfort into a wounded conscience —1. Too soon. The surgeon that heals up a dangerous sore.

;AFFLICTED CONSCIENCES. 171and draws a skin over it before his corrosive have consumedthe dead Heth, before he hath opened it vi'ith his tents,ransacked it to llie root, and rent out the core, is so far fromserving, that he procures a great deal of misery to hispatient. For the rotten matter that remains behind willcontinue to rankle and fester underneath, and at lengthbreak out again perhaps, both with more extremity ofanguish and difficulty of cure. They are but mountebanks,smatterers in physic and surgery, in short, but plain cheatersand cozeners, who are so ready and resolute for extemporaryand palliative cures. Sudden recoveries from rooted andold distempers are rarely sound. If it be thusin bodily cures,what a deal do you think of extraordinary discretion,heavenly wisdom, precise and punctual pondering of circumstances,well-advised and seasonable leisure, bothspeculative and experimental skill, heartiest ejaculations,wrestlings with God by prayer for a blessing, is very convenientand needful for a true and right method in healinga wounded conscience ! which doth pass immeasurably allother maladies, both in exquisiteness of pain, tenderness oftouch, deceitfulness of depth, and in highest and greatestconsequence, either for the everlasting health or endlesshorror of an immortal soul. Hence it was that that one ofa thousand and learned doctor in this heavenly mystery *,did so far differ from all daubers with untempered mortarand the ordinary undoing courses in this kind : —" But now coming to the salving of this sore," saith he, "Ishall seem very strange in my cure, and so much the morebe wondered at, by how much in manner of proceeding Idiffer from the most sort of men herein. I am not ignorantthat many visiting afflicted consciences cry still. Oh, comfortthem ! Oh, speak joyful things unto them ! Yea,there be some, and those of the most learned, who in suchcases are full of these and such like speeches : Why are youso heavy, my brother? Why are you so cast down, mysister? Be of good cheer. Take it not so grievously.What is there that you should fear? Cod is merciful;Christ is a Saviour. These be speeches of love indeed ;but they often do the poor souls as much good herein, as ifthey should pour cold water into their bosoms ; whenaswithout further se irching of their sores they may as wellminister a malady as a medicine. For as nutritive and cordialmedicines are not good for every sick person, especiallywhen the body needeth rather a strong purgative than amatter restorative ; and as carminative medicines may for• Greenharo, in his Treatise for an Afflicted Conscience.

;AFFLICTED CONSCIENCES. 171and draws a skin over it before his corrosive have c<strong>on</strong>sumedthe dead Heth, before he hath opened it vi'ith his tents,ransacked it to llie root, and rent out the core, is so far fromserving, that he procures a great deal of misery to hispatient. For the rotten matter that remains behind willc<strong>on</strong>tinue to rankle and fester underneath, and at lengthbreak out again perhaps, both with more extremity ofanguish and difficulty of cure. <strong>The</strong>y are but mountebanks,smatterers in physic and surgery, in short, but plain cheatersand cozeners, who are so ready and resolute for extemporaryand palliative cures. Sudden recoveries from rooted andold distempers are rarely sound. If it be thusin bodily cures,what a deal do you think of extraordinary discreti<strong>on</strong>,heavenly wisdom, precise and punctual p<strong>on</strong>dering of circumstances,well-advised and seas<strong>on</strong>able leisure, bothspeculative and experimental skill, heartiest ejaculati<strong>on</strong>s,wrestlings with God by prayer for a blessing, is very c<strong>on</strong>venientand needful for a true and right method in healinga wounded c<strong>on</strong>science ! which doth pass immeasurably allother maladies, both in exquisiteness of pain, tenderness oftouch, deceitfulness of depth, and in highest and greatestc<strong>on</strong>sequence, either for the everlasting health or endlesshorror of an immortal soul. Hence it was that that <strong>on</strong>e ofa thousand and learned doctor in this heavenly mystery *,did so far differ from all daubers with untempered mortarand the ordinary undoing courses in this kind : —" But now coming to the salving of this sore," saith he, "Ishall seem very strange in my cure, and so much the morebe w<strong>on</strong>dered at, by how much in manner of proceeding Idiffer from the most sort of men herein. I am not ignorantthat many visiting <strong>afflicted</strong> c<strong>on</strong>sciences cry still. Oh, comfortthem ! Oh, speak joyful things unto them ! Yea,there be some, and those of the most learned, who in suchcases are full of these and such like speeches : Why are youso heavy, my brother? Why are you so cast down, mysister? Be of good cheer. Take it not so grievously.What is there that you should fear? Cod is merciful;Christ is a Saviour. <strong>The</strong>se be speeches of love indeed ;but they often do the poor souls as much good herein, as ifthey should pour cold water into their bosoms ; whenaswithout further se irching of their sores they may as wellminister a malady as a medicine. For as nutritive and cordialmedicines are not good for every sick pers<strong>on</strong>, especiallywhen the body needeth rather a str<strong>on</strong>g purgative than amatter restorative ; and as carminative medicines may for• Greenharo, in his Treatise for an Afflicted C<strong>on</strong>science.

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