Charles Spurgeon, on preachers who are afraid to talk about sin:
“Ho, Ho, Sir Surgeon. You are too delicate to tell the man that he is ill. You hope to heal the sick without their knowing it. You therefore flatter them. And what happens? They laugh at you. They dance upon their own graves and at last they die. Your delicacy is cruelty, your flatteries are poisons you are a murderer. Shall we keep men in a fool's paradise? Shall we lull them into soft slumber from which they will awake in hell? Are we to become helpers of their damnation bu our smooth speeches? In the name of God we will not.
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This is true of both elder and layman. People are afraid of offending a false Christian and they hope that by smiles, hugs, and silence they will somehow magically come to the truth, without price to be paid by anyone. This is not love of the soul nor of the Holy One who has been offended by such a sinner. This is hatred of them both. Fake unity is an unholy alliance and HE will not be mocked. Nor is such fake love (really, nothing more than a fleshly desire of peace and unity) will be ignored by the God Who Sees.
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