Spurgeon Meditations

 

Betrayest thou the Son of Man with a kiss?

Luk 22 48

The kisses of an enemy are deceitful." Let me be on my guard when the world puts on a loving face for it will if possible betray me as it did my Master with a kiss. Whenever a man is about to stab religion he usually professes very great reverence for it. Let me beware of the sleek-faced hypocrisy which is armour-bearer to heresy and infidelity. Knowing the deceivableness of unrighteousness let me be wise as a serpent to detect and avoid the designs of the enemy. The young man void of understanding was led astray by the kiss of the strange woman: may my soul be so graciously instructed all this day that "the much fair speech" of the world may have no effect upon me. Holy Spirit let me not a poor frail son of man be betrayed with a kiss! But what if I should be guilty of the same accursed sin as Judas that son of perdition? I have been baptized into the name of the Lord Jesus; I am a member of His visible Church; I sit at the communion table: all these are so many kisses of my lips. Am I sincere in them? If not I am a base traitor. Do I live in the world as carelessly as others do and yet make a profession of being a follower of Jesus? Then I must expose religion to ridicule and lead men to speak evil of the holy name by which I am called. Surely if I act thus inconsistently I am a Judas and it were better for me that I had never been born. Dare I hope that I am clear in this matter? Then O Lord keep me so. O Lord make me sincere and true. Preserve me from every false way. Never let me betray my Saviour. I do love Thee Jesus and though I often grieve Thee yet I would desire to abide faithful even unto death. O God forbid that I should be a high-soaring professor and then fall at last into the lake of fire because I betrayed my Master with a kiss.


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