My dear friends, this is a
very simple text indeed. It says, 'Look.' Now lookin' don't take a deal of
pain. It ain't liftin' your foot or your finger; it is just, 'Look.' Well, a man needn't go to College to learn to look. You may be the biggest
fool, and yet you can look. A man needn't be worth a thousand a year to be
able to look. Anyone can look even a child can look.
But then the text says, 'Look unto Me.' Ay!" said the preacher, in broad Essex, "many on ye are lookin' to yourselves, but it's no use lookin' there. You'll never find any comfort in yourselves. Some look to God the Father. No, look to Him by-and-by. Jesus Christ says, 'Look unto Me.' Some on ye say, 'We must wait for the Spirit's workin'.' You have no business with that just now. Look to Christ The text says, 'Look unto Me.'"
Then the good man followed up his text in this way: "Look unto Me; I am sweatin' great drops of blood. Look unto Me; I am hangin' on the cross. Look unto Me; I am dead and buried. Look unto Me; I rise again. Look unto Me; I ascend to Heaven. Look unto Me; I am sittin' at the Father's right hand. 0h poor sinner, look unto Me! look unto Me!"
SOURCE: By Charles Spurgeon (1834-1892) | Reprinted from C H. Spurgeon: The Early Years (Banner of Truth), pp. 86-88, 99-100.
