“But now, thus says the LORD, who created you, O Jacob, And He who formed you, O Israel: “Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name; You are Mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, Nor shall the flame scorch you. For I am the LORD your God, The Holy One of Israel, your Savior; I gave Egypt for your ransom, Ethiopia and Seba in your place.”
Isaiah 43:1-3 NKJV
Mortality brings much grief. We humans are aggrieved by the daily struggles that we must be about each and every day of our lives. We start out completely vulnerable, relying on the family that we are born into. Hopefully it is a good one, and we have the opportunity to grow and progress, step by step, through life. Along the way there are many pains, and upsets, crises and daily reminders that we are but dust.
Like many of us in that generation called the Boom, I am being reminded day by day that I am passing away. I have the knowledge that there will be a day when I am but a memory. The journey has been long and hard. Each day, though, I have found that I am also being reminded of that increasing glory, that bright light on the horizon, that great promise that awaits me.
I awaken each morning, and take that first step of faith, with the confidence that I am His, redeemed by the blood of the Lamb. The Old Testament is a foreshadowing for the New Testament believer. It serves to show us of His great faithfulness. He was is faithful to Israel, and He is and will be to us.
In my sixty years, I have been through the waters, through the rivers, at times with the water seemingly up to my neck, but God has delivered me. I have walked through the fires, and I have not been scorched. He has given me refreshment in the heat, but I have not been burned. He has been my support in uncertainty, my strength in trouble. I know I can depend on Him.
I remind myself of all the times that God has delivered me. I especially remember that great day in 1998 when I said yes to Jesus. On that day the waters were at their highest, and eternity in hell was on the line. To this day, I am overcome by the reality that the God of the Universe looked upon one such as me, lost in sin and bound for no good thing, and said. “You are Mine!”‘
Years of rejection faded.
Believers, you are His. We will never be able to fathom the depth of His love for us, at least on this side of Heaven. With that knowledge that we are His, let us go out and tell the people of such a great love that a most Holy God has for them, how He sent His Son to the cross to pay for sins that were not His. Tell them your story of how He has delivered you through the fire and flood. We rub elbows each day with people who are on a collision course with eternity. There are many who are contemplating suicide. Hope is in short supply.
The human soul cries out to belong. It is our greatest desire. Let us not fail to share the story of salvation and adoption.
“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ, just as He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before Him in love, having predestined us to adoption as sons by Jesus Christ to Himself, according to the good pleasure of His will, to the praise of the glory of His grace, by which He made us accepted in the Beloved.”
Ephesians 1:3-6 NKJV
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