The Two Ways
By Ellen G. White
“…
Strive to enter in at the straight gate, for wide is the gate and broad is the
way that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat; because
straight is the gate and narrow is the way that leadeth unto life, and few
there be that find it.” These roads I saw were distinct, separate, in opposite
directions. One leads to eternal life; the other to death, eternal death. I saw
the distinction in these roads, also the distinction between the companies traveling
these roads. The roads are opposite; one is broad and smooth, the other is
narrow and rugged. So the parties that travel these roads are opposite in
character, in life, in dress, and conversation.
Those traveling in the narrow way are
talking of the joy and happiness they will have at the end of the journey.
Their countenances are often sad, yet often beam with holy, sacred joy. They do
not dress like the company in the broad road, nor talk like them, nor act like
them. A Pattern has been given them. A Man of sorrow and acquainted with grief
opened that road for them, and traveled that road himself. His followers see
his footsteps, and are comforted and cheered. He went through safely, so can
they if they follow his footsteps. In the broad road all are occupied with
their persons, their dress, and the pleasures in the way. Hilarity and glee
they freely indulge in, and think not of their journey's end, of the certain
destruction at the end of the path. Every day they approach nearer their destruction,
yet they madly rush on faster and faster. Oh, how dreadfully this looked to
me!
Then I was pointed back to the years 1843
and 1844. There was a spirit of consecration then, that there is not now. What
has come over the professed, peculiar people of God? I saw the conformity to
the world, the unwillingness to suffer for the truth's sake. I saw a great lack
of submission to the will of God….
Many,
I saw, dressed like the world to have influence; but here they make a sad
mistake. If they would have a true and saving influence, let them live out
their profession, show their faith by their righteous works, and make the
distinction great between the Christian and the world. I saw that the words,
the dress, and actions, should tell for God. Then a holy influence will be shed
upon all, and all will take knowledge of them that they have been with Jesus;
and unbelievers will see that the truth we profess has a holy influence, and
that faith in Christ's coming affects the character of the man or woman. If any
wish to have their influence tell in favor of truth, let them live it out, and
imitate the humble Pattern….
Jesus is coming, and will he find a people
conformed to the world? And will he acknowledge them as his people? Oh, no.
None but the pure and holy will he acknowledge as his. Those that have been
purified and made bright through suffering, and have kept themselves separate,
unspotted from the world, he will own as his.
As
I saw the dreadful fact that God's people were conformed to the world, with no
distinction, only in name, between many of the professed disciples of the meek
and lowly Jesus, and unbelievers, my soul felt deep anguish. I saw that Jesus
was wounded and put to an open shame. Said the angel, as with sorrow he saw the
professed people of God loving the world, partaking of the spirit of the world,
and following its fashions, “Cut loose!
cut loose! lest he appoint thee thy portion with hypocrites and unbelievers
outside of the City. Thy profession will only cause thee greater anguish, and
thy punishment will be greater, because ye knew his will, but did it not.” …
Parents,
I saw, should be exemplary. They should exert a holy influence in their
families. They should let their dress be modest, different from the world
around them. You should rebuke pride in your children, if you value their
eternal interest. Faithfully rebuke this pride, and encourage it not in deed or
word. I saw that this pride must be torn out of our families. Oh, the pride
that was shown me of God's professed people. It has increased every year, until
it is now impossible to designate professed Advent Sabbath-keepers from all the
world around them. Much, I saw, was expended for ribbons and laces for the
bonnets, collars, and other needless articles to decorate the body, while
Jesus, the King of glory, who gave his life to redeem them, wore a crown of
thorns. This was the way their Master's sacred head was decorated. He was “a
man of sorrows and acquainted with grief.” “He was wounded for our
transgressions; he was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our
peace was upon him, and with his stripes we are healed.” And the very ones that
profess to be washed by the blood of Jesus, can dress up, and decorate their
poor, mortal bodies, yet dare to profess to be the followers of the holy,
self-denying, humble Pattern. Oh, I wish that all could see this in the light
that God sees it, and showed it to me. It seemed too much for me to bear, to
feel the anguish of soul that I felt as I beheld it. “God's people,” said the
angel, “are peculiar; such he is
purifying unto himself.” I saw that the outside appearance was an index to the
heart. When hung with ribbons, collars, and needless things, it plainly shows
that all this is in the heart, and unless that such persons are cleansed from
their sins, they can never see God, for the pure in heart alone will see him.
Excerpted from Spiritual Gifts, volume 4b, pp. 14-23
