Look at the Elder Brother—­moral, hard-working, patient, dutiful—­let him get all credit for his virtues—­look at this man, this baby, sulking outside his own father’s door.  “He was angry,” we read, “and would not go in.”  Look at the effect upon the father, upon the servants, upon the happiness of the guests.  Judge of the effect upon the Prodigal—­and how many prodigals are kept out of the Kingdom of God by the unlovely character of those who profess to be inside.  Analyze, as a study in Temper, the thunder-cloud itself as it gathers upon the Elder Brother’s brow.  What is it made of?  Jealousy, anger, pride, uncharity, cruelty, self-righteousness, touchiness, doggedness, sullenness—­these are the ingredients of this dark and loveless soul.  In varying proportions, also, these are the ingredients of all ill temper.  Judge if such sins of the disposition are not worse to live in, and for others to live with, than the sins of the body.  Did Christ indeed not answer the question Himself when He said, “I say unto you that the publicans and the harlots go into the Kingdom of Heaven before you”?  There is really no place in heaven for a disposition like this.  A man with such a mood could only make heaven miserable for all the people in it.  Except, therefore, such a man be

          BORN AGAIN,

he cannot, simply cannot, enter the kingdom of heaven.

You will see then why Temper is significant.  It is not in what it is alone, but in what it reveals.  This is why I speak of it with such unusual plainness.  It is a test for love, a symptom, a revelation of an unloving nature at bottom.  It is the intermittent fever which bespeaks unintermittent disease within; the occasional bubble escaping to the surface which betrays some rottenness underneath; a sample of the most hidden products of the soul dropped involuntarily when off one’s guard; in a word, the lightning form of a hundred hideous and un-Christian sins.  A want of patience, a want of kindness, a want of generosity, a want of courtesy, a want of unselfishness, are all instantaneously symbolized in one flash of Temper.

Hence it is not enough to deal with the Temper.  We must go to the source, and change the inmost nature, and the angry humors will die away of themselves.  Souls are made sweet not by taking the acid fluids out, but by putting something in—­a great Love, a new Spirit, the Spirit of Christ.  Christ, the Spirit of Christ, interpenetrating ours, sweetens, purifies, transforms all.  This only can eradicate what is wrong, work a chemical change, renovate and regenerate, and rehabilitate the inner man.  Will-power does not change men.  Time does not change men.

          CHRIST DOES.

Therefore, “Let that mind be in you which was also in Christ Jesus.”

Some of us have not much time to lose.  Remember, once more, that this is a matter of life or death.  I cannot help speaking urgently, for myself, for yourselves.  “Whoso shall offend one of these little ones, which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea.”  That is to say, it is the deliberate verdict of the Lord Jesus that it is better not to live than not to love. It is better not to live than not to love.