Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Point to His rest


 

“Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations.” – Psalm 90:1

To the unsanctified the knowledge that God knows us inside and out is a fearful thing.  When we recognize that he knows even our most secret sins and sees our innermost unholy unction’s it should stir us to action; to repentance.  However, to the child of God, the knowledge that we are known is a glorious comfort.  The Holy Ghost brings this knowledge of being known to our hearts and in it we find a glorious dwelling place, as long as we yield to His will.  We find a rest and comfort in the fact that God is in control.  No matter how dark the night or how long the day Jesus Christ knows the situation and “he can supply all our need according to his riches in glory.” In this we find rest, in this we find peace amiss great chaos.

Jesus is “before all things and by him all things consist.”  There is nothing that happens in your life or in mine that he stops and says: “well, I didn’t see that coming.”  He has the help lined up before the problem hits.  I ask you: what can you turn to in this world to find help such as this?  What rest, what comfort is there like the rest and comfort in the Lord?  There are those that turn to a bottle, or a drug, or another, or their job; so many places and people they turn to looking for rest; looking for comfort.  However, no substantial comfort can be given.  The only true comfort is in the arms of Jesus.  When you have the Holy Ghost on the inside, he witnesses to your heart that you are a child of God.  Through this vehicle God says to us “you are mine.”  When we yield to His divine leading it brings glorious assurance that he is in control and in this we find rest and comfort that the God of this universe is guiding my life.  This is a dwelling place that is unparalleled.  This rest is only found in Jesus Christ; men come and go, pleasures come and go, but Jesus is steadfast and unmovable; he is eternal in heaven and because of that he can be a dwelling place across many generation. 

One day, we, each one, will no longer be on this earth.  Somewhere, someone, will likely be standing over our lifeless bodies giving an account of the life we lived.  As they speak, those coming behind us who knew us will recount in their minds the life we lead, they will remember the choices we made, and they will remember where we chose to find rest.  Those that know, those behind us looking to us to see where we find our strength in times of crisis, they look to what we lean on, and who we run to.  They look to where we find comfort, peace, and rest.  They look because they are looking, so stop and ask yourself.  Where are you pointing them?           

No comments:

Post a Comment