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September
26
"The
myrtle trees that were in the bottom." -- Zechariah 1:8
The vision in this chapter describes the condition of Israel in
Zechariah's day; but being interpreted in its aspect towards us, it describes
the Church of God as we find it now in the world. The Church is compared to a
myrtle grove flourishing in a valley. It is hidden, unobserved, secreted;
courting no honour and attracting no observation from the careless gazer. The
Church, like her head, has a glory, but it is concealed from carnal eyes, for
the time of her breaking forth in all her splendour is not yet come. The idea
of tranquil security is also suggested to us: for the myrtle grove in the
valley is still and calm, while the storm sweeps over the mountain summits.
Tempests spend their force upon the craggy peaks of the Alps, but down yonder
where flows the stream which maketh glad the city of our God, the myrtles
flourish by the still waters, all unshaken by the impetuous wind. How great is
the inward tranquility of God's Church! Even when opposed and persecuted, she
has a peace which the world gives not, and which, therefore, it cannot take
away: the peace of God which passeth all understanding keeps the hearts and
minds of God's people. Does not the metaphor forcibly picture the peaceful,
perpetual growth of the saints? The myrtle sheds not her leaves, she is always
green; and the Church in her worst time still hath a blessed verdure of grace
about her; nay, she has sometimes exhibited most verdure when her winter has
been sharpest. She has prospered most when her adversities have been most
severe. Hence the text hints at victory. The myrtle is the emblem of peace, and
a significant token of triumph. The brows of conquerors were bound with myrtle
and with laurel; and is not the Church ever victorious? Is not every Christian
more than a conqueror through Him that loved him? Living in peace, do not the
saints fall asleep in the arms of victory?