What do you do when the bottom falls out, when everything seems to fall apart. It happened to Spurgeon, So many people wanted to hear him preach and his church could not hold them all that he rented the Surrey Garden Music Hall for an evening service. This was simply not done in that day. The newspapers roasted him. But he wanted to get the gospel to as many as possible. The place was packed that first night. People were sitting in the aisles. As the service was proceeding, suddenly from various places in the huge hall came the cry, “Fire!” People panicked. There were no sound systems in those day. Spurgeon tried to calm the panic but could not be heard over the noise. Seven people were trampled to death in front of his eyes and, seeing it, Spurgeon had what we today would call a breakdown. What brought him out of it? Today’s devotional will explain. God bless you.
Because of Calvary,
Philippians 2:9-11 English Standard Version (ESV)
9 Therefore God has highly exalted him and bestowed on him the name that is above every name, 10 so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, 11 and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.
“…No man can take from me, that Jesus Christ reigns, King of kings and Lord of lords. I have often told you how, many years ago, that doctrine saved my reason, and I am alive and here to preach because of that glorious truth. After the terrible accident in the Surrey Gardens Music Hall, my mind seemed to fail me, and my reason reeled; I had to get away, and be alone; and I walked about a friend’s garden. Someone watched me, for they did not know what might happen to me; I was so unmanned that I did not seem able to pray or to read the Scriptures; but as I was walking in the garden, there came to me this passage, ‘Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name;’ and I said to myself, ‘I am a poor soldier, wounded in the battle, and lying in the ditch; but there rides the King, and all is well with him, for he is King of kings and Lord of lords.’ I seemed to rouse myself up out of the ditch, and cry, ‘Hallelujah be to his blessed name!’ and in that moment all my faculties returned to me, I walked into the house, and said, ‘I am perfectly well; I can preach next Sunday,’ and I did…”
[Charles Haddon Spurgeon, The Metropolitan Tabernacle Pulpit XLIII, (London: Passmore and Alabaster, 1897), p. 332]