"I am He who testifies about Myself, and the Father who sent Me testifies about Me."John 8:18(NASB)
Called according to His purpose. (Romans 8:28)
God has a very great purpose for His people by their eternal calling and by their wonderful redemption. A very great purpose... so much greater than the majority of Christians have realized. I do not think I am saying a false thing when I say that perhaps the larger number of Christians have got little further than to know that they are saved, and to be very glad that they are saved, to rejoice in being saved. Comparatively few are really in the good of God great, great purpose from eternity, i>Called according to His purpose(Rom. 8:28). It is not for us now to say what that purpose is, to explain it. It is sufficient to state the fact. We are called with a very great purpose, not just even to get out of Egypt and the clutches of the devil, but with an object, a tremendous object, nothing less than the infinite fullness of God Son, Jesus Christ, and an eternal vocation. It is a great thing to which we are called in Christ, but how many Christians are really in it, and if they know they are in it, are tasting of the meaning of it: that this Life is an inexhaustible Life, that there are new vistas all the time?
I am not exaggerating. The heavens are opened and we see more and more, and ever more, of what it is to which we are called. It is just wonderful.... You are not meant just to be saved and get to heaven, to know your sins are forgiven and to have a certain number of blessings which come with salvation. But there lies before you and reaches out through eternal ages such a purpose of God concerning us all that i>Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him(1 Cor. 2:9).
Father, I desire that they … whom You gave Me may be with Me where I am, that they may behold My glory which You have given Me. § I know whom I have believed and am persuaded that He is able to keep what I have committed to Him until that Day. § He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ.
Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may obtain it. And everyone who competes for the prize is temperate in all things. Now they do it to obtain a perishable crown, but we for an imperishable crown. § Lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus.
If Your Presence does not go with us, do not bring us up from here. § O Lord, I know the way of man is not in himself; it is not in man who walks to direct his own steps.
The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord, and He delights in his way. Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down; for the Lord upholds him with His hand.
I am continually with You; You hold me by my right hand. You will guide me with Your counsel, and afterward receive me to glory. § For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Blessed are they that ... seek Him with the whole heart" (Ps. 119:2).
Once the Holy Spirit instills within our hearts the hunger for God's very best, all must and will become secondary to this supreme goal: " . . .the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus" (Phil. 3:14). Our puny, worthless all exchanged for the One who is All in all! "For of Him, and through Him, and to Him, are all things: to Whom be glory for ever. Amen" (Rom. 11:36).
"A sage of India was asked by a young man how he could find God. For some time the sage gave no answer, but one evening he asked the youth to come and bathe with him in the river. While there he gripped him suddenly and held his head under the water until he was nearly drowned. When he released him the sage asked him: 'What did you want most when you were under the water?' 'A breath of air,' he replied. To which the sage answered, 'When you want God as you wanted the breath of air, you will find Him.'" -G.G
"Every Christian will become at last what his desires have made him. We are all the sum total of our hungers. The great saints have all had thirsting hearts. Their cry has been, 'My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God....' Their longing after God all but consumed them; it propelled them onward and upward to heights toward which less ardent believers look with and entertain no hope of reaching."
"For He satisfieth the longing soul, and filleth the hungry soul with goodness" (Ps. 107:9)
Last night I dreamed I went to Manderley…….”
These opening words of the passionate novel "Rebecca", by Daphne du Maurier, and they are well-rehearsed in the ears of literary lovers. We all have many 'Last Nights'. Times of past hurt; times of disappointments; times we call "Last Night". Times of past joy; times of delights; times we call "Last Night". 'Last Nights' in childhood; 'Last Nights' in adulthood; 'Last Nights' in relationships – always moving forward to the next joyful or disappointing, 'Last Night'.
Sometimes a 'Last Night' is a memory of utter bliss – of precious joy, but more often those memorable 'Last Nights' are times of anguished hurt, followed by seasons of deep pain. Pain for self, oh yes – but how much more, pain for the other. Pain when you find yourself tormented and in deep sorrow Stunned into disbelief, paralysed by grief, when you thought your heart would break. 'Last Night' - when you found yourself betrayed – betrayed by a friend you love.
Where love is wounded to its core; where trust is tried to its bitter limits; where hope seems dashed to the stony ground; where joy seems ground to the dust of ashes; where patience screams forgive! forgive! forgive! The subject of a breach of trust; the object of a cruel joke. There are many 'Last Nights', when hearts break. 'Last Night' has been played out many times over. 'Last Night' has been the experience down through the ages.
But what of that One 'Last Night' – that holy, 'Last Night'? That 'Last Night' that He was betrayed; betrayed by one He knew; betrayed by a friend He loved. Friend, why have you come? Judas are you betraying the Son of Man with a kiss? Luke 22:48. That 'Last Night' – where love was wounded to its core. Could you not watch with Me one hour? Matthew 26:40. That 'Last Night' trust was tried to its bitter limits.. and they all forsook Him and fled. Mark 14:50. That 'Last Night'read more
Father……. not My will, but Yours, be done. Luke 22:42
For this shall everyone that is godly pray unto Thee, in a time when Thou mayest be found. Surely in the floods of great waters, they shall not come nigh unto him. Psalm 32:6
When the storms of life and the pain and difficulties of life appear to overwhelm us.. we need to separate ourselves from all unnecessary, restless thoughts… we need to reflect on Him and embrace Him ALONE.
We need to clothe ourselves with humility. We need to submit to the workings of the Holy Spirit deep within our beings. We need to refrain from unnecessary business. We need to sit quietly and reflect on the Beloved.
We need to keep our eyes fixed on the beautiful attributes of the Lord Jesus – for as we dwell on Him, so we begin to be transformed into His likeness. We need to humble ourselves under the mighty hand of God.
Do not resist the difficulties and trials that He brings into your life. Be willing to suffer, knowing that He Who began a good work in you will complete it. Knowing that those He loves He 'chastens' or trains, as they crucify the self-life, and enthrone Him alone.
Don’t attempt self-preservation – just rest in His love and allow His peace to envelop your soul. Abandon yourselves to His will cheerfully and completely, and allow the wonder-working power of the Holy Spirit to keep you broken before Him. Thy will not mine be done in my life.
Matheson, who wrote the following lovely hymn, said the following:- "My hymn was composed in the manse of Innelan Argyleshire, Scotland on the evening of the 6th of June, 1882, when I was 40 years of age. I was alone in the manse at the time. It was the night of my sister’s marriage, and the rest of the family were staying overnight in Glasgow. Something happened to me, which was known only to myself and which caused me the mostread more