I had planned to post something else today, something proofread and ready. Then, the message came. The message that sent words from the latest sermon looping through my mind:
So instead of adding that final polish to the prepared text, I spent this day before my Lord in quiet, in worship, in His Word. Soon that feeling of hopelessness snowballed into an awe of His unending mercy toward all who call upon His name.
I camped in Revelation 21, savouring this vision. I dwelt on the new heaven and the new earth, the holy city prepared as a bride, where God dwells with man, and God wipes every tear from our eyes. Death will be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain—for they have passed away.
A voice from the throne declares, “Behold, I am making all things new.” Here, there is no need for the moon or the sun for the glory of God gives light and its lamp is the Lamb.
All this awaits if your name is written in the Lamb’s book of life.
As the heavy decay of fallen life increases with each rotation of the earth, the blessed truth of Revelation 21 breathes fresh hope in Jesus.
This post is a bit off-script, a hard move for an inside-the-box planner like me. But, perhaps life has knocked the wind out of someone else today. If that’s you, my sweet friend, I say with complete humility and love: Do whatever you can to get to Jesus.