I thought this was powerful. So much so that I wrote “powerful” in the margins of the book it was in so that people who flipped through it would know I meant business. It comes from Thomas Brooks. In it, he’s describing how to fight Satan when he attempts to make sin look appealing and desirable. Here’s the fourth “remedy” he offers against that tactic, one which does an incredible job showing just how horrible sin is as well as doing a great job of convicting me about how lightly I often treat it:
Seriously to consider, That even those very sins that Satan paints, and puts new names and colours upon, cost the best blood, the noblest blood, the life-blood, the heart-blood of the Lord Jesus. That Christ should come from the eternal bosom of his Father to a region of sorrow and death;
that God should be manifested in the flesh, the Creator made a creature;
that he that was clothed with glory should be wrapped with rags of flesh;
he that filled heaven and earth with his glory should be cradled in a manger;
that the power of God should fly from weak man, the God of Israel into Egypt;
that the God of the law should be subject to the law, the God of the circumcision circumcised, the God that made the heavens working at Joseph’s homely trade;
that he that binds the devils in chains should be tempted; that he whose is the world, and the fullness thereof, should hunger and thirst;
that the God of strength should be weary, the Judge of all flesh condemned, the God of life put to death;
that he that is one with his Father should cry out of misery, “My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?” (Matt.27.46);
that he that had the keys of hell and death at his girdle should lie imprisoned in the sepulchre of another, having in his lifetime nowhere to lay his head nor after death to lay his body;
that the head, before which the angels do cast down their crowns, should be crowned with thorns, and those eyes, purer than the sun, put out by the darkness of death;
those ears, which hear nothing but hallelujahs of saints and angels, to hear the blasphemies of the multitude;
that face, that was fairer than the sons of men, to be spit on by those beastly wretched Jews;
that mouth and tongue, that spake as never man spake, accused for blasphemy;
those hands, that freely swayed the sceptre of heaven, nailed to the cross;
those feet, ‘like unto fine brass,’ nailed to the cross for man’s sins; each sense annoyed:
his feeling or touching, with a spear and nails;
his smell, with stinking flavour, being crucified about Golgotha, the place of skulls;
his taste, with vinegar and gall;
his hearing, with reproaches, and sight of his mother and disciples bemoaning him;
his soul, comfortless and forsaken;
and all this for those very sins that Satan paints and puts fine colours upon!
Oh! how should the consideration of this stir up the soul against it, and work the soul to fly from it, and to use all holy means whereby sin may be subdued and destroyed.
After Julius Caesar was murdered, Antonius brought forth his coat, all bloody and cut, and laid it before the people, saying, ‘Look, here you have the emperor’s coast thus bloody and torn’: whereupon the people were presently in an uproar, and cried out to slay those murderers; and they took their tables and stools that were in the place, and set them on fire, and ran to the houses of them that had slain Caesar, and burnt them. So that when we consider that sin hath slain our Lord Jesus, ah, how should it provoke our hearts to be revenged on sin, that hath murdered the Lord of glory, and hath done that mischief that all the devils in hell could never have done?
It was good counsel one gave, ‘Never let go out of your minds the thoughts of a crucified Christ.’ Let these be meat and drink unto you; let them be your sweetness and consolation, your honey and your desire, your reading and your meditation, your life, death, and resurrection.
from Precious Remedies Against Satan’s Devices