There are men abroad nowadays—I grieve to
say some of them in the ministry—who take the Bible, not that it may
judge them but that they may judge it. Their judgment weighs in its
balances the wisdom of God Himself. They talk exceeding proudly and
their arrogance exalts itself. O Friends, I know not how you feel about
the prevailing skepticism of the age but I am heart-sick of it! I shun
the place where I am likely to hear the utterances of men who do not
tremble at God’s Word. I turn away from the multitude of books which
advocate doubt and error.
The evil is
too painful for me. If I could be content to be an Ishmaelite and have
my hand against every man, I might seek this company, for here I find
every faculty of my being called to warfare. But as I love peace, it
sickens and saddens me to meet with the enemies of my soul. If I knew
that my mother’s name would be defamed in certain company, I would keep
out of it. If I knew that my father’s character would be trailed in the
mire, I would travel far not to hear a sound so offensive. I could wish
to be deaf and blind rather than hear or read the modern falsehoods
which, at this time, so often wound my spirit. Continue at Eric T. Young
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