You know that we all have our besetments, says one. What do you mean by that? Some sin that you often fall into? Do you call that a besetting sin? If I were to walk tonight across Clapham Common, and half-a-dozen men stopped me, I should say that I was beset; but if at an appointed place a party met me regularly, I should not say that I was beset. And so, the same which a man often indulges in is not his besetting sin: it is his favourite sin, a sin that will be his ruin.
A besetting sin is one which forces itself upon a man, and if he can be on his guard it seizes him by the throat and throws him down. We must be watchful, so that the next time the temptation comes we may escape from it. Let us make war on the evil, and say, “It is no use your attacking me: I will attack and overcome you by faith in Jesus Christ.”
The fact is, brothers and sisters, we must tolerate no sin in ourselves; if we make excuses for it in our brethren, well and good; but let us never make or accept an excuse for ourselves. Sin in us is ten times worse sin than in others. If an unconverted man sins it is bad enough; but w hen a man has tasted of the good word of grace, and has leaned his head on Christ’s bosom, and then falls into sin, what excuse can be offered for him? None.
Let us weep tears of blood because we thus offend. We will yet vanquish the chariots of iron. We will throw clown the gauntlet tonight, and in the name of God we will destroy them.
(Taken From, SEPTEMBER 28, 1882, BY C. H. SPURGEON, Sermon NO. 1690 CHARIOTS OF IRON) [Pictures Not Mine]
Let us make war on the evil, and say,
“It is no use your attacking me:
I will attack and overcome you by faith in Jesus Christ.”