The Letters of Ruth Bryan, 1805-1860
    
    
    The blessedness of separation from the world
    
    To E. M., May 5, 1856.
    "No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate 
    the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise 
    the other. You cannot serve God and mammon." 
    "The friendship of the world is enmity with God. Whoever 
    therefore will be a friend of the world is the enemy of God." 
    Much-beloved friend, 
    How welcome was your letter; and how does my heart feel for you in the stand 
    which you are called to make at this time for the Lord. May you be filled 
    with the Spirit to testify plainly that such things come of the flesh, in 
    which no good thing dwells, and that they lead to evil, even to walking 
    after the flesh, which brings death into the experience, according to Romans 
    8:13. Mark how strong is the expression—"Mortify the deeds of the body." The 
    carnal mind would like to mix with the world, and to compromise a little, 
    desiring not to seem singular—but to let religion appear pleasant and 
    agreeable to all, enjoying innocent amusements and recreations, serving God 
    in this way as well as by other means, and letting both the old man and the 
    new man have their part. 
    How very many are now deluding themselves with such a 
    profession as this, which is a mere false light leading them on to 
    the pit of perdition. But we "have not so learned Christ." We know 
    experimentally, that if the old man feeds--the new man starves, and that 
    they cannot both fatten and strengthen at the same time. Moreover, we 
    solemnly fear that those who can willingly mix with the world, and find no 
    painful effects from it, have not the true life which feels where death is, 
    or the true light which discovers darkness and evil deeds. They may "chew 
    the cud," (Lev. 11:3-8) in a lower sense by talking of the things of God; 
    but they do not "divide the hoof" by separating from the enemies of God; for 
    "friendship with the world is enmity with God." What strong language! We are 
    taught that none are clean in God's account but such as spiritually "chew 
    the cud" and "divide the hoof" also. His word is a separating word, His 
    Spirit is a separating spirit, His command is to "Come out and be separate," 
    and the love of Christ constrains those who are spiritually alive to live 
    not "unto themselves, but unto Him who died for them and rose again." "The 
    Lord has set apart him who is godly for Himself;" and in whatever measure or 
    manner such "mingle themselves with the seed of men" (Dan. 2:43) they must 
    suffer experimental hindrance and loss, for they will find it like being 
    clogged with "miry clay"--and who then can be healthily "running the race," 
    "fighting the good fight," or using the dove's wings. (Psalm 68:13) 
    This will never answer, my beloved friend; and whoever 
    would persuade you to such things, less or more, it must be said, "This 
    persuasion comes not of Him that calls you," for He persuades Japheth to 
    "dwell in the tents of Shem," not with the children of Ham. Your love will 
    bear with me in saying this, though you know these things, and are fully 
    persuaded of this present truth—and likely it is that you will be called 
    more and more to carry it out in a practical way as you go on. Perhaps the 
    Lord may even require of you to separate more from those who oppose your 
    separation from the world, for He has said, "Bad company corrupts good 
    character." And if these people profess not to be of the world--yet they do 
    not "hate the garments spotted with the flesh," which He has told us to do.
    
    Do not be alarmed, my dear friend; it is most blessed to 
    forsake all for Christ; and when He calls you to any new forsaking, He will 
    command your strength for it; yes, the more He circumcises your heart to 
    love Him, and your lips to witness of and for Him, the more will you find 
    mere professors to forsake you. They do not like such warm-hearted 
    company, and if they cannot win you over to their cold-water system, they 
    will get tired of the effects of your spiced wine, which causes the lips of 
    those who are asleep to speak of Him whom the soul loves. Nor should I think 
    you an object of pity—but rather of congratulation, if, from the above 
    cause, these compromising ones should go out, one by one, and leave you 
    alone with Jesus and His despised remnant. 
    The more we lose for him--the more we find in Him; and to 
    get rid of anything that is between us and Him is a gainful loss. Fear not. 
    "His reward is with Him," and a rich one it is, even the unfolding and 
    enjoyment of Himself. Hear Him say, "Listen to me, O royal daughter; take to 
    heart what I say. Forget your people and your homeland far away. For your 
    royal husband delights in your beauty; honor him, for he is your lord." 
    (Psalm 45:10-11) It seems as if cleaving to the first Adam family is like a 
    cloud or veil over the beauty of the spouse—forsake them, so shall the king 
    desire, yes greatly desire, your beauty, which they cannot see or 
    appreciate. How encouraging are these things for you, though many may rise 
    up against you. 
    How I have run on! Love oils the wheels and moves the 
    pen—love to Jesus, and love to you, and earnest longing that you may never 
    be drawn into the "doubtful territory," or listen to those who "only consult 
    to cast you down from your excellency." You may remember that true saying, "Those 
    who will needlessly mix with the world and worldly professors shall only 
    enjoy a partial Christ." Oh, may you never rest without enjoying a whole 
    Christ and the fullness of Christ, and ever fresh revealings of Him. 
    I am proving this a place of tribulation—but am joyful in 
    Him, and desire to live by the moment within that small safe 
    enclosure--"Your will be done." Self is, indeed, a loathsome object, 
    and all its words and deeds have a very ill savor; but He is our place of 
    refuge from it all. The fountain of His blood, the robe of His 
    righteousness, the arm of His power, and the bosom of His love just suit us 
    as we travel through this dreary, dusty desert, encumbered with "the body of 
    this death." And so while one makes us groan, the other makes us sing, 
    "Thanks be unto God, through Jesus Christ our Lord." Farewell, my dear 
    friend. Soon will the shadows of time flee away, and we shall see our 
    Beloved face to face.
    With much warm love in Him, I remain, your ever 
    affectionate but unworthy,
    Ruth 
    I wish you the experience of Numbers 14:24. "But since My 
    servant Caleb has a different spirit and has followed Me completely, I will 
    bring him into the land where he has gone, and his descendants will inherit 
    it."