The character of God is the refuge of the Christian, in opposition to other refuges which godless men have chosen. “The Lord is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I trust in Him.” God is our treasure; He is to us better than the fullest purse, or the most magnificent income; broad acres yield not such peace as a well attested interest in the love and faithfulness of our heavenly Father. The righteous trusteth not in this; not his own name, but the name of his God, not his own character, but the character of the Most High is his strong tower.
The name of the Lord is a strong tower to the Christian, not only in opposition to other men's refuges, but as a matter of fact and reality. Even when he is not able to perceive it by experience, yet God's character is the refuge of the saint. If we come to the bottom of things, we shall find that the basis of the security of the believer lies in the character of God.
He who lives in his God, and not in himself, and he who wraps Christ's righteousness about him, and is righteous in Christ, such a man may defy all the attacks of the flesh and all the temptations of the world; he shall overcome through the blood of the Lamb. “This is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith.”
I hope each of us may know by experience, the blessed art of running into the bosom of God and hiding therein. This word to the sinner who has not yet found peace. Do not you see, man, the Christian is not saved by what he is, but by what his God is; and this is the groundwork of our comfort—that God is perfect, not that we are perfect.
The Christian’s hope does not lie in what we do, but in what He has done. It is not our name, I say again, that is a strong tower to us, it is not our good works; it is the name, the promise, the truth, the work, the finished righteousness of our God in Christ Jesus. Here the believer finds his defence, and nowhere besides.
The Christian, when he is attacked by his enemies, should not stop for anything, but just run into his God and be safe. Run man straight away at once! This running appears to me to imply, that they have nothing to carry. A man who has a load, the heavier the load may be, the more will he be impeded in his flight. But the righteous run, like racers in the games, who have thrown off everything, their sins they leave to mercy, and their righteousness to the moles and bats. If I had any righteousness I would not carry it, but run to the righteousness of Christ without it; for my own righteousness must be a drag upon me which I could not bear.
Men do not run to a castle unless they are afraid. So the Christian flies to his dear God for safety, when the hounds of hell, and the dogs of temptation are let loose against him. It is marvellous how godly fear helps faith. Fear may even drive a man, I say, to faith, and lend him wings to fly, where else he might have crept with laggard feet. The flight is the flight of fear, but the refuge is the refuge of faith.
He runs. You know, if we want somebody to help us, we put our hand to our brow, and consider, “Let us see, where shall we go? I am in great straits, to whom shall I fly? Who will be the best friend to me?” The righteous never ask that question, at least when they are in a right mind they never do; but the moment their trouble comes they run at once to their God, for they feel they have nowhere else to fly. “To whom, or whither should I go, if I could turn from thee,” is a question which is its own answer. Then understand, in our text there is eagerness, the absence of all hesitation, there is fear, and yet there is courage; there is no preparation, there is the flinging aside every burden. “The righteous runneth into his high tower, and is safe.”
Please remember that when a man gets into a castle, he is safe because of the impregnability of the castle; he is not safe because of the way in which he entered into the castle. The castle itself is your defence. It is the castle, it is the castle, not the man. The man that is sheltered in his God—a man that dwells in the secret places of the tabernacle of the Most High, who is hidden in his pavillion, and is set upon a rock, he is safe. Who can reach us? God interposes; Christ stands in the way; and the Holy Spirit guards us as a garrison.
Who shall stand against the Omnipotent?
Excerpted from the sermon titled “Our Stronghold” (Proverbs 18:10) by CH Spurgeon dated 26 October 1862. You are encouraged to read the full text of the sermon at www.spurgeon.org