“My Hope is built on nothing less, than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.”
Hope is….to cherish a desire with anticipation. That defines My Hope…Jesus.
“Because of his grace he declared us righteous and gave us confidence that we will inherit eternal life!” Titus 3:7
In memory of Todd’s recent passing from death to eternal life, I needed a reminder of hope and encouragement, since I find myself on this side of eternity, seeing a bit darkly, and walking, sometimes hobbling, by faith.
C. H. Spurgeon writes:
‘The voice of weeping shall be no more heard.’ (Isaiah 65:19) The glorified weep no more, for all outward causes of grief are gone. There are no broken friendships, or blighted prospects in heaven. Poverty, famine, peril, persecution and slander are unknown there. No pain distresses, no thought of death or bereavement saddens.
They weep no more, for they are perfectly sanctified. They are without fault before His throne and are fully conformed to His image. Well may they cease to mourn who have ceased to sin.
They weep no more, because all fear of change is past. They know that they are eternally secure. Sin is shut out, and they are shut in. They live in a city that will never be stormed..bask in a sun that will never set…drink from a river that will never run dry…and pick fruit from a tree that will never wither.
They weep no more because every desire is fulfilled. They cannot wish for anything that they do not already have in their possession. Eye and ear, heart and hand, judgment, imagination, hope, desire, will, and all the faculties are completely satisfied.
The joy of Christ, which is an infinite fullness of delight, is in them…and that same joyful rest remains for us. It may not be far distant. ‘Wherefore, comfort one another with these words!’ (I Thess. 4:18)
John Newton wrote this hymn about a loved one’s death:
In vain, my fancy strives to paint
The moment after death,
The glories that surround the saint,
Then yielding up his breath.
One gentle sigh the fetter breaks:
We scarce can say,”They’re gone!”
Before the willing spirit takes
Her mansion near the throne.
Faith strives, but all its efforts fail,
To trace her in the flight;
No eye can pierce within the veil
Which hides that world of light.
Thus much (and this is all) we know,
They are completely blest:
Have done with sin, and care, and woe,
And with their Saviour rest!
Before our Lord, they praise His name,
His face they always view;
Then let us followers be of them,
That we may praise Him too.
This is an encouraging quote from Bunyan’s Pilgrim:
There also you shall serve Him continually with praise, shouting, and thanksgiving, Him whom you desired to serve in the world, though with much difficulty, because of the infirmity of your flesh. There your eyes shall be delighted with seeing, and your ears with hearing the pleasant voice of the mighty One.
And from Jesus:
“I am the resurrection and the life; he who believes in Me will live even if he dies.” John 11:25
“Do not be afraid. I am the First and the Last. I am the Living One; I was dead, and behold I am alive for ever and ever! And I hold the keys of death and Hell.” Revelation 1:17, 18
“The Spirit and the bride say, “Come!” And let him who hears say, “Come!” Whoever is thirsty, let him come; and whoever wishes, let him take the free gift of the water of life.” Revelation 22:17
What is your Hope?