All Satan's Apples Have Worms
I am speaking tonight on the subject, "All Satan's Apples
Have Worms." I do not deny that the Devil has some pretty apples; I just say
that all of them are fakes and that after you bite into them, you will find
they have worms. All Satan's apples have worms.
Luke, chapter 15, is one of the most familiar stories in the Bible, one of
the most beautiful stories in all literature - the story of the prodigal
son. With what measure of strength God will give me, I will bring to your
mind illustrations, Scriptures and experiences proving that every time the
Devil promises happiness, he lies; proving that every time the Devil
promises things will turn out well, he lies and deceives; proving that
everybody who ever depended on the Devil's lie, the Devil's way, the Devil's
pleasure, the Devil's whims, the Devil's plan for happiness and peace, found
they were duped, fooled, deceived; found that the Devil's apples all have
worms.
Now in Luke, chapter 15, verse 11 and following:
"And he said (Jesus said), A certain man had two sons. And the younger of
them said to his father, Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth
to me. And he divided unto them his living. And not many days after the
younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country,
and there wasted his substance with riotous living. And when he had spent
all, there arose a mighty famine in that land; and he began to be in want.
And he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country; and he sent him
into his fields to feed swine. And he would fain have filled his belly with
the husks that the swine did eat: and no man gave unto him. And when he came
to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father's have bread
enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! I will arise and go to my
father, and will say unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and
before thee, And am no more worthy to be called thy son: make me as one of
thy hired servants.
"And he arose, and came to his father. But when he was yet a great way off,
his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and
kissed him. And the son said unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven,
and in thy sight, and am no more worthy to be called thy son. But the father
said to his servants, Bring forth the best robe, and put it on him, and put
a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet: And bring hither the fatted calf,
and kill it, and let us eat, and be merry; For this my son was dead, and is
alive again: he was lost, and is found. And they began to be merry."
First, Satan does have beautiful apples. This prodigal boy thought, It is
dull around here. I don't want to stay home. And my father wants me to obey him.
Obedience is always a distasteful thing to young people, "I don't want to have
to stay here and mind. I don't want Dad telling me what time I must get in, what
time I must be in bed. I don't want anybody telling me when to get up, what kind
of company to keep, whether I can go to this place or that place, and can't go
to another."
So the prodigal son thought, I want to get from under my father's thumb. How
many young men have thought, Oh, if I could only get untied from my mother's
apron strings, how happy I would be.
So this prodigal said to his father, "If you are going to ever give me anything,
give it to me now. When you die I may be an old man of thirty with all the
chances for a good time gone. I am not willing to wait until you die to have
part of your estate."
Young people feel that way, that a person is awfully old when he is thirty.
"If you are going to give me anything, give it to me now." So that father
divided unto them his living.
This boy thought things around home distasteful; he did not want to obey the
rules.
And then he said, "I don't want to work so hard." Young people always feel, Why
does there have to be so much hard work in the world? You remember God said to
Adam in the Garden of Eden after sin came in, "Cursed is the ground for thy
sake." He did not say, "I have cursed the ground as a constant reminder that I
hate you, that I am trying to whip you, that I am punishing you, that I want to
make you unhappy and miserable, that I want to wear you out with hard labor."
Rather, God said, "I have done it because I love you. I have cursed the ground
for your sake, and you are now going to have to work for a living."
Young people think the Devil doesn't say that. No, the Devil has easy ways of
making a living without work. The Devil has easy ways of getting along without
buckling down. The Devil always claims to have a better way than studying hard
to get your lessons. He says, "You can cheat on exams; you can postpone studying
and cram before examinations." But you will soon find him to he a liar when you
try that.
The Devil always has some easy way to get by without work, some way to make a
living by just being smart. He says, "Just put a few dollars on the ponies and
you will be a millionaire overnight." Or if it is not that way, it is some other
way.
The prodigal boy thought, I don't want to stay here and work hard all the time.
I want to have some fun. The Devil has a good argument, hasn't he? He does not
want you to obey the rules: he does not want you to work.
Then this boy did not want to be denying himself. He wanted what he wanted when
he wanted it. Here at home I can't have this, and can't do this, and can't go
this way. I don't like giving up my own way and trying to please Dad. Mother
grieves when I get drunk, and she thinks I shouldn't waste money. Dad acts as if
he is brokenhearted just because I go out on a wild party. I want to have fun. I
want my way for awhile.
The Devil always makes the far country beautiful. He always paints it in glowing
colors. The Devil always says, "Out in the far country there is wonderful music
and dancing. Out in the far country there is more good wine to drink, more
beautiful girls to go with, and no rules. There everybody does as he pleases.
People have such a good time. They have plenty of money and don't have to work
for it out in the far country."
The boy thought, I must go try it. I don't like this old fogy way of working for
in living, this old fogy way of obeying your parents. I want to go. The Devil
agreed. "That is right. You don't have to deny yourself."
Satan brought the same old palaver, the same lies, in the Garden of Eden, saying
to Adam and Eve, "Did God tell you that you would surely die if you ate of this
fruit of the tree of knowledge of good and evil? Why, you will not really die.
God just doesn't want you to have any good times. He just doesn't want you to
enjoy the good food that is here. Besides, He knows it would make you smart. See
how it shines! See how good it smells, how well it looks! Suppose you pull one.
You don't have to eat it if you don't want to - just pull one and look at it and
feel it. See, it is ripe and mellow and smells so good."
That is the way the Devil always works. He says, "You don't want to get drunk,
so just take a little social drink. You don't want to embarrass the hostess when
wine is served or when the gang is having just a glass of beer. You don't want
to be an old fogy. Of course, you don't have to get drunk."
He said to Eve in the Garden of Eden, "Why don't you pull the fruit? Just feel
of it. Do you really know what it would do for you?"
Eve said, "No, but I am sure it would do a lot of wonderful things."
The Devil said, "Well, it will make you smart. You will be as smart as God. If
you will eat this, you will be wise like God."
The Devil has some beautiful apples. So he held an apple before the prodigal boy
and said, "Out in the far country you would have lots of friends, not these old
fogy folks around here. Out in the far country you could stay out as late as you
liked. My, the wonderful orchestras and the night clubs and the cocktail parties
- all the good times you would have! Don't stay around here." The Devil dangles
some beautiful apples. So the boy leaves home.
I want you to know this, too. The prodigal son had a whale of a time while it
lasted. Sure! Any fellow who has a Chrysler and enough gas, if he has money for
night clubs and shows, can honk his horn in front of nearly any girl's house and
fill his car. There are beautiful apples out in the far country. Don't you tell
young people that the Devil doesn't have something that appeals. He does! The
Devil has some beautiful apples. They smell fine, and the first bite may taste
very delicious.
So this prodigal went out into a far country. There he began to spend his money.
There he began to drink. He wasted his substance in riotous living. Boy, what a
high time he had!
Listen to me! We had as well face it. The Devil is out to get your boy and girl.
And he has every allure in the world with which to do it.
I think I ought to say this also. We will show that God has some good things,
too. That is one reason why I am out to compete with the Devil. Some people are
always saying, "Don't worry about big crowds." Listen to me! God has a right to
as big crowds as the Devil has. He has! Why should this big auditorium be filled
with basketball games every night and then we not be able to get that many
people out to hear the Gospel? We have more to draw crowds than the world has.
On my book table out there you find those pamphlets printed on nice paper, in
beautiful colors, with lovely pictured covers drawn by good artists. I have
tried to make my Christian books as interesting and attractive as the world
makes its literature.
Why should a church not have as bright lights as a theater? Or gospel singers
not have as many instruments and as well-trained voices as those in night clubs?
Why should God's people not enjoy the best?
I say, the Devil does have shined-up apples. They have glowing color and a
pleasing aroma. And the first bite is sweet. We must recognize that the Devil
has a pull on young as well as older people.
I remember one day out in west Texas we spent two or three hours confessing our
sins. A lot of people had been confessing that they had gotten drunk, or had
been dancing, etc. One man about seventy years old said, "Brother Rice, I
haven't been to a dance in thirty years!" A seventy-year-old bragging because he
had not been and did not want to go to a dance! Brother, the truth is, if you
are seventy and you go on the dance floor these days, I don't know that you will
have such a hot old time! But the young people do.
I say, Satan does have some beautiful apples! That old liar and deceiver is bent
on the destruction of people.
This boy said, "Dad, listen! I just can't stand it around here. It's so dull;
and I have to obey all the time. I have to get up in the morning on time. I have
to be in early at night. The other guy's don't have to obey. And they spend
money; why couldn't I spend more money? They go to the show; why couldn't I go
to the show? They think it is all right to drink beer; why shouldn't I drink
beer?"
So the boy finally decided he would go into a far country and eat the Devil's
apples. Oh, Satan does have some beautiful apples.
But Each Beautiful Apple Has Worms
Notice next that Satan's apples really have worms. The prodigal boy went
"into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living. And
when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that land, and he began to
be in want. And he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country; and he
sent him into his fields to feed swine. And he would fain have filled his belly
with the husks that the swine did eat: and no man gave unto him."
You see, when he bit down into the apple, he found a worm. That is what you
always find when you bite into the Devil's apples! Sometimes when you bite into
the Devil's apples, you will find half a worm! Some of it you will have already
swallowed! That is not a joke when you apply it to sin, as I am applying it now.
Lots of times when you bite in and do not find a worm, you have already
swallowed it. The sin is committed and you can't get done with it as easily as
you think. You will find out the Devil is a liar when it is too late to retract
some things, when it is too late to live over some things.
Sure, with some of his years already wasted, with his money gone, with a
diseased body, with his dad brokenhearted and disgraced in public and his mother
sobbing her heart out every night on the pillow, this boy found it was not so
pleasant in a far country. All that had to happen before he found that Satan's
apples have worms.
You do not believe that the Devil's apples have worms; but one day, when it
turns out bitter. you will find a worm in that apple.
I want to read a few verses on this Bible doctrine that all Satan's apples have
worms. And it is a Bible doctrine!
"And when he [the prophet of God] looked on Amalek, he took up his parable, and
said, Amalek was the first of the nations; but his latter end shall be that he
perish for ever." - Num. 24:20.
The Amalekites were the people who went against Israel and fought against them.
God said, "I'm going to destroy them. They are the strongest nation in all the
land, the first of the nations. But you wait until the end; you will find they
are not so hot. You will find that the Devil's apples have worms."
Here is another Scripture on this Bible doctrine that all Satan's apples have
worms.
"Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for him: fret not thyself because of him
who prospereth in his way, because of the man who bringeth wicked devices to
pass." - Ps. 37:7-10
"David, don't fret because of that old sinner. Don't complain because that man
is getting along better than you are."
David had said, "Lord, here is a sinner who is making good money and having a
good time. I am living for You and am having it tough. This man who is living
for the Devil seems to prosper."
God said, "David, don't worry about that. He has pretty apples, but all of them
have worms."
Listen to what God says:
"Cease from anger, and forsake wrath: fret not thyself in any wise to do evil.
For evil doers shall be cut off: but those that wait upon the Lord, they shall
inherit the earth. For yet a little while, and the wicked shall not be: yea,
thou shalt diligently consider his place, and it shall not be."
Just watch awhile and you will find that really he does not prosper. The man who
has plenty of the Devil's apples and thinks they are wonderful and seems to
enjoy them - watch him for awhile, and you will find that every one of his
apples will have worms. "The man who seems to prosper in his sin won't keep on
prospering." God is saying to David.
Another Scripture on this Bible doctrine that all Satan's apples have worms is
Proverbs 5:3-5. This is a story to young people.
"For the lips of a strange woman drop as an honeycomb [Isn't she sweet? Aren't
her kisses sweet? And there is the allure of her arms about you, and the allure
of her sweet perfume and her soft hair and skin], and her mouth is smoother than
oil: But her end" - oh, yes, the end - "But her end is bitter as wormwood, sharp
as a two edged sword. Her feet go down to death: her steps take hold on hell."
Yes, sin is beautiful to start with. Satan himself, when he sends his ministers,
sends them like angels of light. My, how beautiful are the Devil's angels!
Young person, listen! Now you have your friends and you are having a high old
time. You go the way of sin. You give way to your sex passion. Maybe it is in
petting and necking. Maybe it is in the lewdness of the dirty picture show.
Maybe it is on the dance floor. Maybe it is in mixed bathing. But wait! "Her end
is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a two edged sword. Her feet go down to death:
her steps take hold on hell." This is the Bible doctrine that all Satan's apples
have worms when you get down to the core!
Proverbs, chapter 14, has this same Bible doctrine, that all Satan's apples have
worms, that his promises are lies, that all his good times turn out in sorrow
and heartbreak. Verses 12 to 14 say:
"There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways
of death. Even in laughter the heart is sorrowful; and the end of that mirth is
heaviness. The backslider in heart shall be filled with his own ways: and a good
man shall be satisfied from himself."
Oh, young people, wait until you see the end! Do not judge by the beginning;
judge by the end! Do not, I say, depend on how the Devil makes it look at the
start. You had better see how God says it will end. The Devil's apples look
nice, smell nice, taste nice at first. But you will find out the truth when you
bite into the worms of sin, sorrow, corruption, disappointments, broken hearts,
smiting consciences, and torment in Hell.
Listen again!
"There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways
of death. Even in laughter the heart is sorrowful ..."
Oh, there is laughter in the night clubs. There is laughter in the lewd, dirty
shows. There is laughter in barrooms - and shooting, too, and divorce, and
broken homes, and broken hearts, and the making of paupers and harlots and
drunkards! Sure, there is lots of laughter. But remember that in that kind of
laughter that "even in laughter the heart is sorrowful; and the end of that
mirth is heaviness."
Many people laugh and laugh. But then they find it does not make them happy, and
they go out - some often to commit suicide. Others go out in disappointment,
with disillusionment written on their poor hardened faces because of sin.
It is said that in a great city there was a physician famous for his counsel. A
man came to him one day and said, "Doctor, I want you to see what is wrong with
me."
The doctor checked him over and said, "Your heart is all right. Your lungs are
all right. Your blood pressure is normal. But you look as if you are run-down
and tired, disillusioned, and unhappy. You need to do what I did. Go out to the
circus and laugh at the antics of a famous clown with his funny mask, his big
shoes, and his slapstick. He got bowled over a number of times. More funny
things happened. I went and I laughed and laughed! I prescribe for you a visit
to the same circus. Sit for two hours and laugh at that clown, and forget your
troubles and have a happy heart."
The man said, "Doctor, your prescription won't do me any good. I am that clown!"
The man who provides the laughter for the world will soon find that it turns to
heaviness. You who have all the sweetness the Devil can give, drink it down.
Prodigal boy in the far country, drink it down. Wayward girl here in Cleveland,
when you come to the dregs in the bottom of the cup you will find them bitter as
wormwood! You will wish you were dead. Oh, I tell you now, the end of that kind
of mirth is heaviness! All Satan's apples have worms, the Bible clearly teaches.
Every promise of a good time the Devil ever made is a lie. Every good time the
Devil ever gave was misery when the other side was reached. It never turns out
happily.
"There is a way that seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways
of death." - Proverb 16:25.
That is a repetition of what was said in the 14th chapter. Here is another in
Proverbs, chapter 23, (This is what liquor does. And every one of the Devil's
apples end up the same way - with worms.)
"Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the
cup, when it moveth itself aright. At the last it biteth like a serpent, and
stingeth like an adder." - Vss. 31,32.
Do not look at it! You say, "But it looks so beautiful. See the bubbles. See the
foam sparkle. When people taste it, their eyes get brighter. Suddenly they feel
so witty! Everybody laughs at their jokes after they have a few drinks, and they
have such a good time. Their inhibitions are gone. They used to be so timid; now
they can make speeches. They can sing the loudest of anybody now."
But listen to what the Bible says:
"Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the
cup, when it moveth itself aright. AT THE LAST (you had better think about what
is in the core before you eat any of the Devil's apples) AT THE LAST it biteth
like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder."
That is what wine does. That is what liquor does. That is what every kind of sin
does. The Devil has worms in the core of every apple.
Ah, the prodigal boy! His money was gone after awhile. Did you know that it pays
in dollars and cents to be a Christian and to live straight? How many people
have found when they tried the Devil's way to make money they could not keep it!
Did you know that a Christian can hold a better job than one who is not a
Christian? Don't let the Devil tell you that you can't hold a good job unless
you drink. The contrary is true. The traveling salesman thinks he has to drink a
little to hold his job. But nearly always, in the same company, the president
got there because he did not drink! He had character. He could be trusted.
I tell you now, the Devil is a liar when he makes you think you cannot get along
in this world without sin. I say, the Devil means to deceive and ruin you. He
lies when he promises anything at all for sin. Always at the last it biteth like
a serpent and stingeth like an adder.
All the prodigal boy's money was soon gone after he went to the far country. If
he had stayed at home and worked hard, he would have still had money in his
jeans. But his money was soon gone, then his friends were gone.
I have preached in many rescue missions in America - in the Pacific Garden
Mission in Chicago, the Sunshine Mission, the Mel Trotter Mission in Grand
Rapids, in the Evansville Rescue Mission at Evansville, Indiana. The same thing
happens everywhere. A fellow spends his money in the dirty booze joint and has a
high old time. Then when it is gone, he is kicked out. Then he comes down to the
mission to get a cup of coffee and a sandwich or a hamburger or a doughnut. The
simple fact is, the Devil's crowd are not good friends when your money is gone.
You remember Judas Iscariot. He thought, "Jesus isn't a good friend of mine. He
doesn't give me enough money. I have been stealing some out of the purse, but I
can't get much now. And there is Mary who came with three hundred pence. (Really
three hundred Roman denarii, One denarius represented about a day's wages
ordinarily.) She spent it all for perfume, then broke the bottle and poured it
out over Jesus. I told her she ought to have saved the money to give to the
poor. I could have carried it, and would have gotten more out of it. I never
will get rich this way. These Pharisees, these scribes, will pay me more than
this."
So Judas went down to see them and inquired: "How much will you give me to
betray Him? I will lead you right out where He has His prayer meetings; there,
when nobody can defend Him, I will show you how to take Him. How much money will
you give me?"
"We will give you thirty pieces of silver."
Judas thought, Boy, that is more money than I have had in one day in a long
time! I'll sure do it. And Judas fell.
Yes, Judas has gotten one of Satan's apples. He led Jesus' enemies out there and
got the money. They took Jesus and brought Him back to kill Him. About that time
Judas' conscience began to work. He began to find the apple had a worm in it. He
came back and said to those priests, those Pharisees, and those scribes, "Take
this money back! I have betrayed innocent blood! My conscience is burning like
fire. I feel as if I am already in Hell. Take the money back and turn Jesus
loose!"
They said, "You see to that yourself, old boy. We made the bargain and got what
we wanted. What do we care about your conscience? What do we care if you go to
Hell? What do we care about your broken heart?" (See Matt, 27:3-5.)
So Judas threw the money on the stone floor, then went out and hanged himself.
Can you hear the ringing of the coins as he threw them down and as they
scattered around the feet of those avaricious and wicked men? When Judas got
down to the core of the Devil's apple, it was bitter with worms. You will find
the same thing!
What I am saying is, when the man's money was gone, his friends were gone. The
Devil has no friends to stick by you in the long run. The best friends you have
in the world on the Devil's side will make a drunkard out of you or a dopehead
or break up your home or make a sucker out of you. I say, Satan's apples have
worms.
So this prodigal's money was gone after awhile, and his friends were also gone.
Then there arose a mighty famine in that country.
Notice the succession of sin. First, his money was gone. That was the natural
result of sin. Second, his friends were all gone; there was nobody to help him.
That was the Devil's part and the Devil's way in sin. The Devil always quits you
when you are in a tight spot. He and his friends never really help you when you
most need them.
Next, there arose a mighty famine in that land. That was God's punishment on
sin. Sin itself brought one punishment; the boy's money was gone. And Satan
himself is a wicked, unreliable, hateful, pretended friend. He is the enemy, and
called that in the Bible. You think he is your friend. No; the prodigal son
didn't have any friends. That is Satan's part in sin. Then the famine came -
God's punishment on sin. A famine always comes. You cannot sin and get by.
Isn't it strange that here in America we had first a great depression and then a
war? No. That is because God won't let sin get by. God never lets a prodigal boy
land in a far country, play the fool, waste his substance with riotous living
and devour it with harlots, then get out without a famine. If you have gone on
in sin and have not landed in the hog pen, if you have not come where the famine
is, you will, you are on the right road to it. It is the inevitable result of
sin, This boy came to a famine.
Young people, do not be deceived by Satan! Oh, what a fool you are if you
believe that happiness comes from the Devil's way. What a fool you are if you
believe his way turns out happily. It never did and it never will!
Somebody has well said that Satan has no happy old people. Satan has a lot of
happy young people, if you mean happiness that comes from a good time in the
sense of effervescent experiences, if you mean that kind of happiness - Hail
fellow well met; pat me on the back; drink it down, and so on. The Devil has a
lot of young people who start out thinking they are happy. But they soon find
they are not. They find when they bite deep into the apple it has worms.
At Shamrock, Texas, where I was pastor of the First Baptist Church, Miss Irene
Bryan came one day and said, "Brother Rice, a neighbor girl of mine, very
prominent in society and monied circles, told me she is so despondent that she
is thinking of killing herself. She is the victim of such melancholy that I
wondered if I could bring her to see you."
"Sure, bring her to see me."
They came. This lovely girl, a beautifully dressed, cultured, well-educated
young woman sat in my sitting room. She said, "Brother Rice, you tell me life is
worth living. I know better. I have tried everything life has, I have gone with
the country club crowd; I have danced; I have had my cocktails. I have enough
money. I have traveled; I have seen the world. I have education. I have tried
music and art and literature - I have tried all that. But I wish I were dead!
Life isn't worth living, I don't see why God lets us be born into such a world,
Everything in it is disillusionment and unhappiness. I have tried life, and it
isn't fit to live! I wish I were dead, and I am half a mind to kill myself!"
I said, "No, you don't know all about life. You just know one side. Life is
sweet and beautiful, if you are on the right side."
She said, "Do you know any way more fit to live? I try to have a good time: I go
with the gang, but the next morning my heart is so lonely; my head is splitting,
and I feel like a fool! Do you know any way I could have some joy in life, some
contentment, something that would give me happiness?"
I said, "I certainly do."
She said, "I wish you would tell me."
"Well, we will just get right down on our knees here and you can tell the Lord
how empty your heart is. Tell Him you have tried all the Devil's ways and they
didn't turn out well. Tell Him that you believed the Devil but that everything
he said was a lie. Tell Him that all Satan's apples have worms and you hate
them. Then ask Jesus Christ to forgive you and come into your heart."
"Will He do it?"
"He sure will! Try Him and see."
Then I read some Scripture to her, and we got down together on our knees in the
living room and prayed. Her tears wet the carpet as she knelt there while I
prayed. She asked Jesus Christ to come into her heart and forgive her. She rose
up with the peace of God in her heart. Her eyes filled with tears of joy, and
her face was glad and happy.
What I am telling you about this girl, I have seen in a thousand hearts and
lives and faces. I tell you, the Devil's ways are ruinous, and the end thereof
are the ways of death. The cocktail looks beautiful and bright, but you drink
it, and at the last it biteth like a serpent and stingeth like an adder. In the
long run, Satan's ways do not pan out.
This boy is down here in the hog pen now, a prodigal boy away from home,
hungry-hearted, physically hungry, and dressed in rags.
"And he would fain have filled his belly with the husks that the swine did eat:
and no man gave unto him."
I have seen it all over America: the man who lives for the Devil may be picking
up cigarette butts out of the street gutter. All over America I have seen that
people who live for the Devil are likely to come to asking every passerby for a
handout, telling some lie to get a few cents for another glass of beer. I say,
all over America I have seen that such a man has to try every way, by hook and
by crook, in order to keep soul and body together; and to him life is miserable,
utterly miserable. No wonder people kill themselves! No wonder people take
poison!
A woman in Fort Worth, Texas, put eight bichloride of mercury tablets in a glass
of water and drank it down. Her home life was miserable. Jesus was not there. So
she tried to kill herself. I went to St. Luke's Hospital and the doctor said,
"There is not a chance for her at all." But she gave her heart to Christ; and He
changed her heart, healed her body, and restored her home to happiness.
This prodigal boy found out that sin does not pay. It never paid anybody in the
world, and you are a fool if you believe it does. The Devil has some beautiful
apples, but they have worms in the cores. So this boy found out.
Throw Away Satan's Apples
Now notice the next thing. First, the Devil has beautiful apples. Second,
the apples have worms in them. Third, this boy threw his away. And that is what
I want you to do tonight. Throw away the Devil's apples! Down there in the hog
pen he came to himself.
You know why you think it is such a "high old time" with drinking and dancing
and necking and lewdness and these crazy ways of sin? Listen, you never have had
a sensible thought. You are not in your right mind. Isaiah 1:18 says, "Come now,
and let us reason together, saith the Lord." You never did sit down at a table
and reason with God. If you had ever had one sober, earnest, serious
consideration, you would have been saved; you would have seen it was foolish and
wicked to go to Hell in your sin. This boy came to himself.
A young woman in Chicago heard me preach and then talked to me later. She said
she hated God because He had taken her mother. She cursed and swore at God and
said she would never serve Him. I tried to get her saved: but she would not, at
first, come to Christ. She said, "I guess you think I am a fool to come and hear
you preach every day when I don't believe in the stuff."
I said, "No, I think the first time you have had any sense is when you came to
hear an honest preacher."
She kept on coming until God moved her heart and saved her and gave her sweet
peace.
This prodigal boy in the Scripture came to his senses. And everyone who ever did
come to his senses saw that sin was a fake, saw that the Devil was a liar, saw
that the yawning pit of Hell was ahead of him if he stayed in sin, saw God's
mercy was free and turned to run to it.
This boy came to himself. He said, "I am going to arise and go to my father.
Back home, my father's servants, the hired servants, have plenty and to spare I
wish I could get hack home with the hired men." And he made up his mind, "I will
arise and go to my father!"
Look about you at the happy old people. Look about you at other people with
happiness in their hearts. They are not the people who gave way to Satan. They
are the ones who lived for the Lord and stayed in the Father's house. The boy
said, "I am going back to my father." So he got ready and went back.
A lot of people run down this boy. He did play the fool. He was a prodigal, a
wastrel. He spent his money like water. He threw it away in a night at a poker
game, perhaps, or a drinking party - money that it might have taken his father
years to save. He surely was a fool. But I will tell you this about him: he came
to himself and had sense enough to admit it.
Some of you are that same kind of a fool, but you have never faced the facts.
You have never come to yourself. You had better say tonight, "I want to be
saved; and, God helping me, I am going to turn to Jesus Christ." This boy said,
"I will arise and go to my father," and he arose and came to his father.
You say, "Is being saved as simple as that?" It is even simpler! It can be done
quicker than these words can be said: "The boy rose and came to his father." If
in your heart you will admit that sin is a wicked business, all a fake, that it
doesn't pay and if you will throw away the devil's apples and turn to God, the
Lord will give you His fruit right now. God's fruit - how sweet it is! And at
the last it is still sweet. A million years from now it will be getting better
and better and better!
"He that doeth the will of God abideth for ever" (I John 2:17). "They that be
wise shall shine as the brightness of the firmament; and they that turn many to
righteousness as the stars for ever and ever" (Dan. 12:3). Oh, righteousness and
peace and joy and love without disappointment! The long years ahead will only
serve to prove how good God was to those who served Him, "Showing mercy," the
Bible says, "unto thousands of them that love me, and keep my commandments"
(Exodus 20:6).
The boy thought, I wish I had stayed home! I am going to get up now and go to my
father. I don't want anybody here to lift your hand for prayer unless you mean
you want to be saved tonight. Most people who are "going to be saved sometime"
are never saved. The road of Bye and Bye leads to the house of Never. It you are
going to be saved, be like the prodigal who said, "I will arise and go to my
father." He came to his senses; he made the decision: he turned his back on his
sin; he got up and came home to confess it to his father; he threw away the
Devil's apples. I hope you will do the same thing.
You May Have the Wonderful Fruit of God
Now there is one last word. The father had more than the Devil could ever
give. His father had everything good. Here is the fruit the father gave the boy.
First, the father ran to meet him, fell on his neck and kissed him.
Did anyone ever tell you that the Devil's crowd is friendlier than the Lord's
crowd? You never did have the Devil give you things like this. The father came
and fell on his neck and kissed him. The boy started to say, "Dad, I sure played
the fool. I have sinned against heaven and in thy sight." He had planned to say.
"I am not fit to be your boy. Just let me live out in the bunkhouse with the
hired hands and wash on the back porch and live just as though I were a hired
man." But he did not get that said. The father already had forgiven him! He fell
on his son's neck, kissed him and said to one of the men at the house, "Bring a
robe for this boy." (His robe had turned to rags. It always turned out that way
in the Devil's service.) "And bring a ring for his finger." (That was the sign
of sonship, he was not a slave.) "And kill the fatted calf and let us be merry,
my son that was dead is alive again!"
Suppose I meet that boy on the way home. "Hey, where are you going?"
"I'm going home to Dad. Don't bother me."
"Wait a minute! I want to talk to you."
"No. Mr. Rice, I must hurry home. I have played the fool long enough."
"Well, how do you feel?" (You know, a lot of people say, "If I felt right I
would come.")
"I feel like a bum, a crook, a fool: but I am going anyway.!"
"But don't you think you had better wait until you feel right?"
"No. If Dad will forgive me and if I get a good meal under my belt, I'll feel
all right. Please leave me alone!"
And son he goes home.
I drove into a filling station down in Dallas, Texas, and said to a man there,
"How are you today?"
"I'm not any good."
"What's the matter?"
"I feel like a fool."
"What about?"
"I went out last night and got on a drunk, and did I have a big'un! When I came
to my senses today, my head was splitting: and I didn't have a dime in my
pocket. I won't have a penny for food this week unless I borrow it. I've got to
pay my landlady. I've played the fool, and I don't feel like working. If there
ever was a fool, I'm that fool. If you want to know how I feel, that's the way I
feel."
Don't expect to feel so good before you come home. But this boy comes home. I
say, "Wait a minute! Why you look pretty ragged to be going back to your
father's mansion. Isn't he the rich fellow who lives up on the hill in that nice
white house with the rolling acres?"
"Oh. Yes, that's my father's place."
"Well, are you going back in those rags? Don't you think you had better buy a
good suit and wait until you earn your way?"
"Oh no! I can't wait for anything. My father has a good suit of clothes. He has
plenty! I'm going home and let him furnish those things."
I say, "Where is all that money you wasted? Don't you think you had better stop
and earn a little?"
"No, I can't earn it; I would starve to death. But I will go to my father. He
has plenty; he will take care of me."
"Well, how do you feel?"
"I feel bad, but I am going home to my father." So here he goes.
A little later I slip up there. What a good time he is having! I hear the happy
laughter of friends and the father's soothing tones as he talks to the boy. I
hear the rattle of silverware. I hear the servants talking as they gather around
the table. I hear the father say, "Son, may I give you just a little more of
this veal? It is mighty tender. We have kept this calf fattened up a year
waiting for you to come home. Can't you eat a little more?"
"Well, you can give me just a little more. Boy, I have never had anything like
this before!"
Mother says, "May I give you another glass of buttermilk?" (Maybe he was a
Southern boy and would want buttermilk!)
He is having a good time. I slip up by his side and whisper in his ear, "How do
you feel, old boy?"
"I feel wonderful! My father loves me, and he has forgiven everything, and my
heart is satisfied. I have on a nice robe that represents the righteousness of
Christ. I have on the ring which means I am His son, God's son. I have the shoes
on my feet which means I am clothed with the Gospel of peace and am very proud
of it. I have a message to tell. And I have had the fatted calf of God's richest
blessing. I feel fine!"
Don't wait, brother. Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly
dream. All the fitness He requireth Is to feel your need of Him.
O sinner, come on back to the Father's house! Throw away the Devil's apples, and
you will find the Father has everything good and sweet for you. And in the long
run, how glad you will he that you let Jesus be your Saviour, let God be your
Father, had your sins forgiven and washed in the blood.
Don't you want to come home tonight, young people? How many here have been away
in a far country? You say, "But Brother Rice, I don't see how I can give up
this; and I don't see how I can give up that." Somebody says, "Well, I'll try
it." No, I'm not talking about trying anything.
I say to the prodigal boy, "Will you let your father put a nice, clean,
beautiful robe on you? Will you sit down and eat of this fatted calf? He has
been saving this veal for you for months. Will you come and sit down and eat?"
Does the boy say, "Well, I will try"? No, no! He says. "I'll take it. I haven't
any money, but it is free."
Will you let your Father come and fall on your neck and kiss you and forgive
you? This boy did not say, "I will try." He said, "Well, if Dad loves me enough
to do it, I will take it." And so he came home.
All God wants is for you to get out of the hog pen and start for home. The
Father will rush to meet you and fall on your neck and kiss you and give you
everything He has. Why don't you come to the Father?
I remember when I first started preaching about the prodigal boy. I told about
how long the way home was. I talked about how rough the road was and how tired
the boy was. I discussed how his feet bled because he had no shoes. I talked
about how he dreaded the long trip home and how he wondered whether the Father
would be willing to take him in.
Then one day I discovered that was not in the Bible.
The Bible said, "I will arise and go to my father ... And he arose, and came to
his father. But when he was yet a great way off his father saw him, and had
compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him."
Listen, a sinner doesn't have to do a lot of praying and begging and pleading to
get God ready to save him. God is ready before he is. God is ready now: and if
in your heart you will say to Him, "I am coming, Father, I am coming! I am tired
of my sin," the Father will meet you. Come on! Why, you couldn't lift your heart
up to Him before it is all done. You can't take one step down the aisle, if you
mean it, before He has already met you.
You remember Zacchaeus. Before he could slide down out of that tree and hit the
ground, Jesus had already saved him! You can come to Jesus now and be saved as
that boy was who went home. The father saw him and met him, and it was all over
with. Will you come like that?
Oh, the feasting at the Father's house! Oh, the blessing of the robe of
righteousness! Oh, the security of a ring of sonship! Oh, the blessedness of
carrying the Gospel with your feet shod with the shoes of the preparation of the
Gospel of peace! Oh, the rejoicing and communion, sitting at the Father's table,
being fed on the glories of Heaven!
Don't you want to come to the Father's house? Throw away the apples of Sodom.
Throw away the Devil's promises which are lies! Throw away the Devil's company -
it will lead you to ruin - and come on.
Somebody says, "Brother Rice, I am just afraid I can't give up so-and-so." Do
you really think so? Let me slip back to see the returned prodigal again. I hate
to interrupt this happy party: but I slip back to the table and say to the young
fellow, "How do you feel?"
"Oh, boy! This is wonderful!"
"Don't you think you will have a good deal of trouble giving up the slop down
there where you fed the hogs in the hog pen? Don't you wish you were down there
now for just a few more of those husks the swine ate?"
"Don't talk to me like that! No, no!"
God will fix up the whole thing. He will change your heart, give you victory,
joy and happiness unspeakable. Throw away the Devil's apples. Come on home. The
Father has better fruit than the Devil's. Every promise of God is yea and amen!
It will be better tomorrow than it is today. If you have gone on to serve God,
when you are eighty years old, you will just begin to find how sweet it is. You
will say, as I have heard a thousand old saints say, The way grows brighter the
farther along I go. Oh yes, how many times they have said it; and how they love
to say it, I have been serving the Lord fifty years (or sixty years), and I am
not tired yet. And you never will be.
When I get to Heaven, I am going to say, "Paul, what about all the beatings you
got?"
Paul will say, "Wasn't that great! Wonderful! It doesn't hurt any more. I've
never regretted it at all, and I never will."
At the end, the Devil's way is sad and the cup is bitter. The Devil's apples
have worms. But the end, for the Lord's people, is happiness and joy unspeakable
and full of glory. Then come and be saved today. Won't you be saved today?
How I thank God I was converted when I was just a little child! How I thank God
that in His mercy He kept me from some of the ways of outward sin. Oh, how good
He was! I want to serve Him until I die and then praise Him forever in Heaven.
Oh, thank God for such a Saviour!
I wonder how many will say. "I have tried both ways, and I have found the Devil
is a liar and a deceiver. His ways are miserable ways, and they lead to ruin.
The Devil's apples all have worms. The Devil's promises are all lies." How many
can say, "I have tried both ways, and I know sin never pays. It breaks the
heart; it smites the conscience; ruins the life, and I hate it. Thank God I
found peace in Jesus." How many will say, "I have tried both ways, and I have
found the Devil's way didn't pay and God's way did."
Now listen, don't you want to be saved tonight? All right, can you say, "Father,
I am tired of the hog pen. I am tired of the ways of sin." Can you say, "I am
sorry for going away from home and going out in wickedness. It doesn't pay. God
forgive me." Will you come back as that boy did and say, "I have sinned." Will
you come back that way? You will be received with open arms and go away happy
tonight in the Saviour's love. Won't you come?
