Are we Christians or are we worldlings? Taken from the writings of Horatius Bonar in his work Self-Denial Christianity. Woe to those who are at ease in Zion. Amos chapter 6 verse 1. What do we say to? Our self-indulgence. Our spiritual sloth. Our love of ease. Our avoidance of hardship. Our luxury. Our pampering of the body. Our costly feasts. Our silken couches. Our brilliant furniture. Our gay attire. Our expensive jewellery. Our idle mirth. Our voluptuous music? Our jovial tables, loaded with every variety of rich viands? Are we Christians or are we worldlings? Where is the self-denial of the New Testament days? Where is the separation from a self-pleasing, luxurious world? Where is the cross, the true badge of discipleship, to be seen except in useless religious ornaments for the body or worse than useless decorations for the sanctuary? Woe to those who are at ease in Zion! Is not this the description of multitudes who name the name of Christ? They may not be living in debauchery, lust, drunkenness, orgies, carousing and detestable idolatry. But even where these are absent, there is high living luxury of the table or the wardrobe in conformity to this present evil world. at ease in Zion. Yes, there is the shrinking from hard service, from spending and being spent, from toil and burden-bearing and conflict, from self-sacrifice and noble service for the Master's sake. There is conformity to the world instead of conformity to Christ. There is a laying down of the cross instead of a taking up of the cross. Or there is a lining of the cross with velvet, lest it should gall our shoulders as we carry it. Or there is an adorning of the cross that it may suit the taste and the manners of our refined and intellectual age. Anything but the bare, rugged and simple cross. We think that we can make the straight gate wider and the narrow way broader, so as to be able to walk more comfortably to the heavenly kingdom. We try to prove that modern enlightenment has so refined the world and its pleasures that we may safely drink the poisoned cup and give ourselves up to the inebriation of the siren song. At ease in Zion. Even when the walls of our city are besieged and the citadel is being stormed. Instead of grasping our weapons, we lie down upon our couches. Instead of the armor, we put on the silken robe. We are cowards when we should be brave. We are faint-hearted when we should be bold. We are lukewarm when we should be fervent. We are cold when we should be full of zeal. We compromise and shuffle and make excuses when we should lift up our voice like a trumpet. We pare down truth, or palliate error, or extenuate sin, in order to placate the world, or soothe the spirit of the age, or unify the Church. Learn self-denying Christianity, not the form or name, but the living thing. Let us renounce the lazy, luxurious, self-pleasing, fashionable religion of the present day. A self-indulgent religion has nothing in common with the cross of the Lord Jesus Christ, or with that cross of ours which he has commanded us to take up and carry after him, renouncing ease and denying self. Our time, our abilities, our money, our strength are all to be laid upon the altar. Woe to those who are at ease in Zion! you