Faith’s Commitment to God

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“I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that He is able to keep that which I have committed unto Him” (2 Tim. 1:12).
On the point of faith’s committal to God, Russell Sturgis has told a very beautiful story in illustration. A party of visitors at the national mint were told by a workman in the smelting-works that if the hand be dipped in water the ladle of molten metal might pour its contents over the palm without burning it. A gentleman and his wife heard the statement. “Perhaps you would like to try it?” said the workman. The gentleman said, shrinking back, “No, thank you. I prefer to accept your word for it!” Then turning to the lady, he said: “Perhaps, Madame, you would make the experiment.” “Certainly,” she replied; and suiting the action to the word, she bared her arm and thrust her hand into a bucket of water, and calmly held it out while the metal was poured over it. Turning to the man, the workman quietly said: “You, sir, believed; but your wife trusted.
How long shall we be in learning that in all true faith there is this element of entrustment—venture, committal?

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