“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?
